-my lovely earrings! the ones Marc wanted to pay for. haha. SO NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE! omg.

i'm home! as usual. lol. BUT! i'm going out on FRIDAY! haha. i cant wait. movie and shopping! YES YES.

apple or pear. aha.its like i've reached this stage when i dont know which to do! lol. so i have to resort to the apple and pear questions. hurhur.




see those two mirrors, i did the frames! out of paper! haha.
nice nice nice! yes. they're two different ones btw. i should ask Linn if she likes! haha. easy to make. and i feel like making, cos the products comes out so NICE! hees.

yeaaa.hummm. bored! bored. bored. bored. i shall leave you with a poem! haha, its not new, but i like it! It was SUPPPOSED to be made into a song..haha. but i never got to hear the songs? HURR HURR! but yea... and photos! okay, here we are. happy reading!

Beautiful

We’re rippling like liquid silver, beneath the summer nights.
Scent the subtle hint of frost, as tears drip from the crying flowers.
The midsummer’s breeze whispers in his ear.
Its chill caresses each strand of my hair.
The trees let us pass beneath their watch.
We’re so beautiful in our dismay.

And the flowers start to cry.
The stars weep in silence.
Invisible tears slide down, the potential glisten.
The glimmer of light in his eyes, no more.
And so the colors slowly bleed.
We were so beautiful in our dismay.
But no more.

Our shadows slowly fade.
The faint moonlight dominates.
Puddles watched us, under a canopy of stars.
We were like, meant to be
The stars told us we could stay forever.
We’re so beautiful in our dismay.

And the flowers start to cry.
The stars weep in silence.
Invisible tears slide down, the potential glisten.
The glimmer of light in his eyes, no more.
And so the colors slowly bleed.
We were so beautiful in our dismay.
But no more.

Moths fly vainly upward, only to drift, spiraling down.
In my eyes, he’ll be forever there.
The smile in my memory.
A solitary tear runs mascara down my cheek
I’m so beautiful in my dismay.

And the flowers start to cry.
The stars weep in silence.
Invisible tears slide down, the potential glisten.
The glimmer of light in his eyes, no more.
And so the colors slowly bleed.
We were so beautiful in our dismay.
But no more.




WAHA. the randomness. SJI! lols.


MY EYEEEEEEE. hahaha. SO NICE, haha.