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She's the girl who sits and watches while others live a charmed life. The girl loves to write but doesn't know if she's any good at it. She loves rainbow sprinkled ice cream on a rainy day. She loves to take walks with the wind blowing. Giggling should be made a career. She tells you her secrets in not so many words.

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  • Wednesday, September 19, 2007 12:55 AM

    pix puke.

    Things have been very chaotic. No time to do anything except meet for discussions, complete forms and take pictures. Haha. So since I couldn't stand everything being so sad, I figured it's time to put up some eye candy.

    mr. godbrother thinks he looks uber cool here. *rolls eyes*

    stars make me happyclappysmiley.

    =) spot the peace sign!

    needing a recharge.

    let's pout!, they say.

    meet: dbchan & slowbietan. look at the madman's face lah.

    slippery rocks and thoughts. =) angelyn.

    pui kit-bossyouhaveamessage and mads the drama addict caught red handed NOT discussing.

    sneakers and flip flops.

    simultaneously.

    lisia darling. sorry the frame didn't get in =p

    =)) Another one and I would give myself away.


    minx wrote at12:55 AM
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    Sunday, September 16, 2007 12:28 AM

    criteria [ eight ] .

    chris, my babe of a sister, pinned a tag. i wasn't too keen on doing it what with the workload and all but i needed a distraction from saying goodbye to forgotten thoughts so here goes.

    RULES:

    1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.
    2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
    3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
    4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.
    5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.


    8 qualities my perfect boy ought to have:

    [ one ]
    skookum! yeah. he has to be the best person he can be and he tries to be even better all the time.

    [ two ] creative genes. art, music (drums! *drools*), photography, writing. anything along these lines is uber cool.

    [ three ] cares for the things and people around him. indifference is such a turnoff.

    [ four ] understands that i want to do a whole lot of things in life. and encourages me to strive for every single one of them even if they seem megaly out of reach and ridiculous.

    [ five ] allows for my strange ideas and is able to accept me for the crack-mind that i am.

    [ six ] willing to sit cross-legged on sidewalks and draw sad smileys in the sand when i need to.

    [ seven ] great with kids! heh. they're a source of joy to me.

    [ eight ] loves and respects me for who i am. weaknesses and all.


    the eight new victims: gervie, joshua, lisia, mads, peiling, shantee, szetoo, ttg.

    disclaimer: the above wasn't based on anyone i know so don't take this as a hint =) i have yet to meet someone who comes close. no one is perfect so fulfilling [ eight ] does it =D


    minx wrote at12:28 AM
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    Friday, September 14, 2007 11:48 PM

    it's final.

    It never seemed likely. Yes.
    Two negatives are used to describe it all the time. Yes.
    Things will never work or even start to work. Yes.
    The differences are overwhelming. Yes.

    It's time to really forget. Yes.

    Today finally sealed the deal. Those words when strung together spoke so much. I can't even begin to tell you how much. I got to read everything I needed to. I can't do this no more. So, even if it comes to work (which I highly doubt it will) I won't let it come to be.

    You had it but you lost it.

    I'm sorry but this is how I choose to work. You never looked at it that way anyway so I'm the only one in this place.

    Thank you. For the confirmation. I needed it.


    minx wrote at11:48 PM





    Friday, September 07, 2007 11:12 PM

    in perfect disguise.

    The pretty clouds, brief rain and cake-lunch conspired with Today. And very well too, might I add. It's a plan so perfectly executed, it deserves to be termed 'The Master Plan'. Everything seemed so well and dandy that they got me in all the right places and times.

    Sigh. If only sighing long enough will take it all away.

    Today decided on being a bad day in disguise of a good day and boy, did the disguise work.

    I bought into it and I wish I didn't. The long awaited rain is here so maybe cheering up won't be that difficult. Ah, just bring on tomorrow please, 'cause I know He'll provide.

    =/


    minx wrote at11:12 PM





    Thursday, September 06, 2007 9:13 PM

    averted glances.

    The flashes of light between dark heavy clouds reminds of the speed the heart was beating at on that particular afternoon. I remember the heat, the hugs, and that uphill walk. Regret was written over every step taken on the tar road that day. Going back to greet hello lost it's ounce of absurdity and became more appealing after every sigh. Sigh.

    As exciting as the time ahead seemed to be, that resigned feeling of stupidity kept haunting.

    But withholding held greater prospects than temporary relief. And He provided just that.
    I couldn't hear myself. I lost my train of thought. I forgot things that I actually knew. And I acted like a complete idiot.
    It went pretty horribleterrible, but this felt better. She could tell I felt better almost immediately. Her deductions sounded quite unlikely but I wasn't watching to prove otherwise.

    Heh. I was so giddy that I hopped off that last step and walked blindly in no particular direction before realising that I had left her behind. I missed the goodbye but at least I got the hello I thought I missed.

    ....

    It's not something likely and I'm fully aware of it but this feels nice. This shyness has caused me to treasure every single one of them. =)


    minx wrote at9:13 PM