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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usually its not like this
Saturday, July 25, 2009 8:02 PM



if superman really exist .
my stomach probably wont have t feel the pain of a large impact from a phone of a full strength hit from a bigman and bleed .
sound painful uh ? indeed it is but i've been enduring the pain since youneednotknowwhen,there is nth t worry...just worries .

usually at this time, someone special will be here for me.


hello, im fine .

Thursday :
i told elieen tt i swear im gonna post the picts she show me on msn .
she didnt believe me . here you go EILEEN CHEAH (: (: (: !
hahahahahhaha

Lunch , bball or isit bball and then lunch ?
ahh , whatever it is . i had my lunch , & i bball-ed ! lol
Home .

Friday :
school .
bus t kembangan for bball with : des,rk,leo,yj,bh,bn.
before tt , me and bh went t rk hous t accp him t change and lunch .
kcc for bball .
alvin join us shortly and brighten up the atmosphere as everyone was kinna down for idk wht reason or mayb we were jus bored of bball ? idk , aha .
rk left as he wasnt in the mood , and suddenly the whole atmosphere changed and everyone got high and scream , shout , jump , sing , in the game with all the unwanted stares .
yj was the worst , imitating a retard from a show or mayb jus being himself , hhaahah .
randy,wj,ken and some other ppl join us but unfortunately , they missed our show .

bus down t edna hous t settle down for dinner , mrt down t meet kt and her dad drive us t her hous . slept over at her hous .
thankyou kt & edna, and also the guys for accp me for jus tt short while (: (: (:

Saturday :
kt had trouble with choosing clothes for a concert , thus causing a delay for me t meet des & co .
it was ok as the sun was murdering me and i couldnt take it any longer so i didnt bball much .
kt dad gave us a lift t kembangan and she went t meet clara while i went t meet des,rdy,wj,jef,brn,ly,yh,yb.
desmond hous t chill , and then the connector park whereby i used t swing with someone special.
USED TO , hahahahaha .
bus 30 home , its weird t have this strange feeling of boarding bus 30 alone from kem, not like its my first time going up the bus from there ... ... weird .

home .
had a fight with someone special for not going home, and msia .
i have nice abusive brothers ! (: (: (: hahahahhaha !

my inspiration t blog , where you go ?
bye !

i never knew its possible t miss someone so terribly .