I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, I lie to myself
I'm the boy that eats his heart out
I know I should be more careful
I know I should watch where I've been
Candyfloss and she's a safecracker
She kissed me first and then broke in
We slip and slide on the stay-together landmine
I make my mind up to never be myself
And every time I make a rhyme
I live my life for someone else
Oh-whoa-whoa
Oh-whoa-whoa
Oh-whoa-whoa
She's in the kitchen with bitter diamond drunks
(She's in the way)
I'm on the sofa hoping she leaves that punk cause
(I'm in the way)
I'm the boy with the poetry power
I'm the boy, smells like flowers
Every time I make a rhyme
I live my life like I wasn't invited
Oh-whoa-whoa
She's in the way
I'm in the way
I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, she kissed me first
And I'm the boy, don't get me started
I know I should be more careful
I know I should watch where I've been
Candyfloss, she's a safecracker
She kissed me first, then broke in
Oh-whoa-whoa
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Love is evol-ution.
Saturday, December 26, 2009 @ 3:41 PM
Decided to pop by since i've been shirking my blogging responsibilites. Yes, don't remind me. I'm supposed to be posting photos on the chalet, the reunion
and my sis's arrival.
Ugh. Just wanted to share this vivid nightmare which happened twice over the same thing. The first was yesterday and the second was this afternoon when i was happily taking my beauty nap.
Here's how it went:
Seehwee: you have two papers tomorrow right?
Me: huh? what paper?
Seehwee: Social studies and A math?
Me: huh?
Seehwee: zomg. tomorrow olvl's can?
Me: omg. i didn't know. -rushes to study-
*wakes up super 紧张, thinks for a minute, (i.thought.olevels.were.already.over?), sighs with relief*
This dream haunted me for two consecutive times can? i don't know whatthehell is happening. Sigh. Post-exam jitters? Oh crap. People are supposed to forget their dreams once they are wide awake, aren't they. This is unexceptionally exceptional.
Let's ignore that for the moment and imagine it didn't happen. Anws, i've been watching the first episode of Samurai girl that i happened to watch at malaysia, (which i thought was fabulously interesting enough to watch.) Jamie Chung is sooooo pretty!
Sister upon arrival.
Feeling shy. Don't hide your face la! Wahahahaha.
The camera flash was in her face. *laughs*
My darling sisterrrrrrrr, she's much skinnier and chio-er now. Ho ho.
Reunion dinner. Candid! *looking at my cute cousin*
i didn't get to eat the riceballs though. ):
:D
And the fun shots.
We were in the back of my uncle's lorry, waiting and suddenly we were taking pictures. HAHA. My dad wasn't in it cause he was the cameraman. D:
The 'sorry sorry' dance crew. HAHAHAHAHAHA, with derek as lead dancer. *laughs*
Here's what you do with majong when you get tired of it.
See the red dot? Its a red indian!
Bugs bunny! There was also teletubbies - lala and po.
View the following by aligning your eyes perpendicularly to the '=' sign, facing west. You should get po. If you still don't get it, i did this -> (x@) to you. It's to the West, dumbo.
O-(:l)0=8
Majong carrom. What i left out was the majong stacko. They kept falling down till we gave up. Stanley had a record breaking 34 tiles, while i had 32. Awww...it was damn difficult okay! i had wanted to stack ALL the tiles up. Guess i was too ambitious...
You probably had to twist your head the other way to see the previous two pictures, but i was too lazy to rotate them. Sorry, yours truly.
The group photos.
6C Unitarians Chalet 2009. ü ö ♥.
Another sweet paragraph i would like to share today.
from the movie Captain Corelli's MandolinWhat is Love?
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine
Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the candy empire.
Hello. My name is liying, without any spacing in between.
I'm obviously a girl, if it isn't obvious enough.
I also have this super, uber, long name which says
Any one will do, its your choice.
My awesomeness can't be contained in such a teeny-weeny box because i'm sensational.
Yes, I'm loved, bayy-beh. I blog about everything under the sun and anything that's the past, present and the future. My profile page is non-existent, because its not long enough.