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.
ON CONSTRUCTION or dead
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This is not the end,still on construction!
One of a kind
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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shades of pain tt comes easy . paper tiger ! paper tiger ! breatheee ! & paper tiger !
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Saturday, May 9, 2009 11:45 PM
ya , hello . yes , i've been MIA-ing , not on purpose but its becos my laptop spoil . zzz and its still not fixed yet , currently using leo's laptop to blog .
so much t type , so much t say a few days ago but when i lay my fingers on the keys . it wasnt as easy as i thought it could be . help .
5 things you ppl need to know for now :
1) i lost my phone (with all my pictures and memories) 2)MYE is coming and im still not prepare 3) if i fail my MYE , i may be sent back to malaysia 4)super emo nowadays , living in pretendance . 5) damn disappointed at you , and i cannot believe a guy anymore . (all guys are liars )
i thought i can forget you like how i always did but now i realise i cant . it seems tt you;re getting along wit your life now , in fact you look like you enjoy much more now than with me . but my life seems so meaning-less . its like mon waiting for friday , friday waiting for monday . dont cry becos its over smile becos its happened .
FEAR IS A LILL DARK ROOM WHERE FEARS DEVELOPED . " You end up doing to people what you fear them doing to you most.
NOW WE'RE MILES APART and though i think im quite over you sometimes i cant help but think that there will never anyone AS PERFECT FOR ME AS YOU & you were a fool to not have known that ...
hey ppl , dont jump into assumption . you dont stalk everyday do you ? you dont know who i meet , what i do . so it may not even be the person you have in your mind now . definetely not him (the guy you think my bff took it away) pls . soooo , who is he ? it shall remain as a mystery (:
" If at first you don’t succeed, try and try try and try try and try try and try again
okkkk , ya . BYE !
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