PROFILE ENTRIES FRIENDS ©
|
| locked |
[11.06.09] |
|
 friendsonly. comment to be added.
i am a lovesick fool, i believe in love, and the magic that surrounds it. i take pleasure in the tiny things in life. I see no need to be the best, everything you need is already in your possession, stop look see, its there within your reach. All i need is for someone to tell me they need me, little dinner move gatherings, handmade cards, small little surprises. I am never good with words, they fail me terribly. I am secretly insecure but i like to stand up to the world on my own strong little two feet. I am stubborn, but i believe, i have faith, dreams.
I'm in my fairytale, naive, can you see? but that's exactly what i really believe.
|
|
| laters |
[06.17.08] |
HIATUS SLACK IS THE NEW BLACK
so no more livejournal, until i have enough energy to come back with a great kick.
ps, nurulia!! (and any other relevant people like amanda if you're back!) i'm back in sg july2, my love j will be back with me july 11th onwards, so if you're up for a meet up..message me somehow!!
|
|
| almost |
[05.18.08] |
 three more exams and I'm done! math + chinese tmr, statistics is killing me...i'm never going to do anything like that in my life again! if i ever talk about doing finance or anything stat related please remind me of my misery more photos next time! i have to go back to stupid weird distributions, z, p, t-values and the likes...
|
|
| to note |
[05.03.08] |
Approx. figures
350 USD = 480SGD 130EURO = 280SGD
Money needed: SGD 760
|
|
|
[04.28.08] |
then
 now; more recruits to join the awesome pensive midgets back to the books zzzzzzzzz
|
|
| animals taiwan |
[03.18.08] |
something worthy enough for a public post  This soldier, I realized, must have had friends at home and in his regiment; yet he lay there deserted by all except his dog. I looked on, unmoved, at battles which decided the future of nations. Tearless, I had given orders which brought death to thousands. Yet here I was stirred, profoundly stirred, stirred to tears. And by what? By the grief of one dog. Napoleon Bonaparte, on finding a dog beside the body of his dead master, licking his face and howling, on a moonlit field after a battle.
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
|
|
|
|