i love life


i am a hopeless romantic and one bad date away from being cynical. i am a sucker for the written word. i love robert jordan, as much as that performance artist lady gaga or that crackwhore amy winehouse. i like reality shows and every tv show which exploits drama. I love TYRA, with her narcissism and her smize..i curse, weep and howl. i hate dumb people, and yet i think i am dumb most of the time. i am a drama queen, but i also smile the sweetest of smiles and bellow ear-shattering laughters. i frown at incompetence but screams for pleasure. i squirm when bored and squirm when tittilated. i am a connoisseur of visual and aural feasts--of all things ethereal and sublime ; ghastly and profane; a sense of aesthetics is my best friend, i like latex and pvc. i am a friend. a confidant. a lover. a mistress. a doting girlfriend. i am a creature who enjoys pigging-out on her favorite food in silence while watching crappy reality shows,then feels guilty after. i am butter melting deliciously on your tongue. i am narcissistic and extremely vain.a camera-whore who flirts with the lens on like, a regular basis. i am edward-smitten;and chris evan too.and everyday i adore a different man. i live in the present, and pop culture is my religion;i am always politically correct, but i think political correctness leads us to think like a herd, i dont think its a fault of people to think differently from mine, until we take the time to make a difference, but i take maliscious happiness in the misery of others and i religiously read perezhilton and tmz for my favorite celebrity like britney and others, and i secretly wish that lindsay will fuck it up , drink and sound the scram bracelet once more and be thrown in jail... . i am sometimes, laid back, i start and have no follow through like this blog which i have forgotten so many times. i am a person with so many gifts, and i feel like i owe it to myself to write my experiences, because i have been gifted with so much and i need to share it to the world,
.i kick myself when i fail, i hug myself when i succeed. i dare to live in waking dreams. i am a bit of a tragedy and a resounding success. i am beauty and ugliness. i love my body because its strong and i hate it because its strong. i always wish to be thinner, but i always wish to be healthier. i am a walking irony. i am dominant , but passive-aggressive. i am sane and crazy. i am happy and sad. i am shadow and light. agony and ecstasy. cold as ice. hot as fire. ..take a deep breathe
love me or hate me.
i am wholistic and i am real.
i am far from perfect.



cage me up

cage me up

Monday, April 28, 2008

vanessa marceau is back !


to all the people who has been reading my blog...
i am very sorry that i have been out of the LOOP....
I hid a blog for a time for personal reasons that I want to keep to myself. I have been really selfish and I hurt some people I care about...
Now I am in a relationship and i want to be more resposible about what i write and post....
anyway..a lot has happened since then...i acquired a new camera...a gift from my dear dupree! and i am going to post a lot of photo from my escapades:)
here are some photos that i have taken lately....

and my new friends:)



i will update this from tomorrow...to sgboy thanks for the email:) i really appreciate it...

im going to post some more....


I did so much shopping:) and it shall be detailed!!!! especially my new perfect LBD

5 comments:

sgboy said...

It is so so so good to have you back looking better than ever!

Looking forward to your next post!

Kisses

Leon Koh said...

looking forward to new happenings..

sean said...

You look great...regal in fact. Sir Walter would seek you out for sure

Leon Koh said...

update pleassseeee.. meow..

batnball said...

hi there vannesa. sonny here. nice pictures. hope to see you soon in manila. i really enjoyed our short time together. too bad i was too busy to see you before you left from hongkong. all the best. keep loading new pictures. i enjoy looking at them

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