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.
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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K;its all part of growing up , right ?
shades of pain tt comes easy . paper tiger ! paper tiger ! breatheee ! & paper tiger !
me n my 12 year old Pretty niece . candid shots of her / - nephew . he enjoy doing tt , HAHA feng n ping n these r all taken by her , not bad for a 12 year old huh ?
didnt get t take pict with my other family members so btr luck next time (:
