your secrets are safe with me.

rough winds shake the darling buds of may.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

 
screaming for attention; ANYONE?!?!?!

but i know i don't really really want you, asking for you to give a damn about me would be unfair.

Monday, January 26, 2009

 
new perspectives

out with the old, in with the new.
I think sometimes we all get so caught up with replacing the old with new, we forget.
there is value in keeping the antiquated, for they represent more than just things of the past.

and an angpow that contains a crumpled, dirty, old red note that reeks of numerous hands passing through it
I don't despise it, or feel like i want to Dettol my hands for fear of bacteria or germs.
I am touched, because it carries more than the amount that denotes. It contains sentiments of painstaking hardwork, love, and sincerity.

and meeting you made me see
how things should be
that my wants are not my needs
that you are still who you are, not what i think you are ( and i'm really glad for that)
and i love you.(:

Thursday, January 08, 2009

 
word of advice to the guys:

if you're giving chocolate, make sure they arent spoilt!

Sunday, January 04, 2009

 
i seriously dont know where we are heading towards
actually i know its heading nowhere lol, BUT
it feels better not knowing than knowing the bad.



school's starting! time to get psyched up!
hope get into choir, so fun!

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