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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i got a annoying brother !!!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009 6:39 PM


my f my bro fcking annoying can !!!
jibai jibai jibai ,
i have curfew now and im suppose t be home by 5 everyday after school .
ya , i told him i reach home 5plus then nag like nvr ending . sucker lah can !
5PLUS NIA LEH , not say 5 in the morning , annoying can .
just a lill late will die ah , not say i go fck boys after school .
i go play basketball ma , then i told you i play bb , then you say i bullshit .
what do you expect ?
you expect me t say , ' oh , i go meet my boyfriend then we have sex . '
then you're satisfied ?

jus admit fcking defeat lah asshole .
i doubt tt you go home at 5 when you were a secondary school kid can .
you sometimes dont even come home lah mother-fcker .
i bet you go around fcking dogs lah , then some dogs dont let you fck , come home kpkb me .
annnnoying .
you think you are cute when you nagg ah , lame fck .
hell t you lah , i hope you dont come home tonight ah , i don wan see your dog face .
remind me of ppl i dont like . ................. _l_