December 2008:

February 2010:

We've changed in appearance and in maturity. Hopefully for the best?

"You can literally choose to have fame. [...] If anyone said, who was Lady Gaga? I would be okay with, 'She is the most impressive con artist of fame'. I mean, I literally trick people every day into believing that I'm somebody, and I'm not."

When her first single came out, I refused to like it, solely because the lyrics insinuated that going out dancing and drinking would make everything better. That doesn't exactly coincide with my philosophy of a good long phone call to your best friend or mother to cheer you up.

However, I've opened up to the talented Lady Gaga, and found that not all her songs are that superficial. The meaning to her songs are usually disguised by catchy pop beats and her ultra-unconventional image.

So what if she goes out of her way --waaay out of her way-- to make people notice her? She's got killer vocals and demanding stage presence. Isn't that what is expected from a "star"?

"I've always been an artist, but when I started to be just who I really am, which is a provocative exhibitionist, somebody that does something for attention pretty shamelessly, that's when I was like okay, just be who you are. That's your artistry."

This post's title is a line from Lady Gaga's Filthy Pop. If you haven't heard it yet, do yourself a favor and listen to it now :)

As I surfed through the numerous blogs that I follow, I came across this picture from http://freshome.com. I really love the table ornaments and how the touch of green and maroon from the plants complement the color of the table. The homey carpet and couch laden with comfy cushions give it off an overall cosy vibe that I'd love to achieve in my own home in the future.

I'm not much of a blogger, really. I neither know what captures someone's attention, nor do I have anything worth writing about. I wanted to leave blogging to the well-versed bloggers whose experiences and thoughts excite thousands of readers. But I couldn't resist the temptation of speaking my mind and maybe even finding myself, with the smallest hopes of someone else being the slightest bit interested.