K, Liping

Lp / Yvonne
moodswings , hyper , exuberant , vivacious , mean .

its not about the big things. The great gestures, the public displays of affection. It’s all the small things, pieced together one by one. Like a puzzle, it’s no fun unless the pieces are small and the challenge is high. The little things in life are what makes life worth living. Making memories, one step at a time.

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life is like a box of crayons. most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. i fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though i've got a few missing. it's ok though, becos i've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. i have a bit of problem though in tt i can only meet the 8 color boxes. Does any one else have tt problem ? i mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling , of articulation.. so when i meet someone who's an 8-color type.. im like '' hey, boy magenta!'' and he's like , '' oh, you mean purple!'' and he goes off on his purple thing, and im like '' no - i want magenta! ''


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in my head assholes
Friday, March 20, 2009 8:14 PM





annoyed ? i dont care .


Hello ,
im feeling super confused now , do i really want this now ?
but why am i not satisfied with it ? or is it becos i made the wrong choice , idk .
or mayb its becos what we wanted in the past is no longer needed now .
stop poking my brain cells , zzz
i guess i need More time , there is so many things distracting it now .
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh , fck .

i finally get t sleep well last night , but i doubt tt i can tonight .
cab t pasir ris ikea with 7th bro t meet my 5th bro .
have our lunch there and went on t find our needs , and i saw miss abraham !
i saw someone with curly big hair and i was thinking t myself ' abraham's friend '
and i then i took a second look and fck , its miss abraham !
then i told my bro , oi oi , miss abraham leh .
he didnt believe me ' aye , dont anyhow leh '
i ignore him and hurry up t the escalator , and he went t talk t miss abraham .
if it wasnt becos i ran away lastweek when i was suppose t see her , i wouldnt run away .
then we continue shopping and then cab home with 5th bro while my 6th bro go meet his friends.
oh , and fix the new lamp and then i started thinking ...... and im moodless now .

both of my brothers are out , i guess i have t spend my night alone in the room watching tv .
goodnight everyone , bye


Helllo , im not dead .
do you prefer the life you had 12 days ago or now ?
i like it better now , how bout you .