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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Wednesday, June 23, 2010 11:22 PM




THE THEORY IS STILL JUST A THEORY.
How time flies and im still here.
still hoping and waiting and trying .

& the scary thing is i dont have a Plan B . Zzz ,the Plan A is already putting me off enough. im not about to surrender, im juz undeniably scared. And for someone who lacks so much at this point, the speed of time alone horrifies me. I Dont Know, i really want a clean slate...
Its like i know what i want and i know what i need but why is it so hard to get there ?!!

Like i said , time flies and though next year sounds like a long shot. This year was suppose to my year, like yours . studying hard to achieve good grades in your N'lvl. And i hate myself everyday for not making it. I go throught each day like a programmed robot except with a smile plastered on my face yet im learning to control the things i can and someday know i will.

* im still holding on . Wondering when is the day when i can juz freely let it go ! seriously , this is tiring me out.... sigh.
*Holding on to smth i know that i'll lose it someday. Why isnt love forever.
deep down, i wished that you to be mine forever. However, i know that ... it will never be granted.