He kisses me only when he wants to. But when he does it's sooo endearing that my heart melts.
Sometimes, he sees me and he runs to me and gives me a huge hug, at other times, he acts as if i don't exist.
He loves the camera because he knows it makes him look good. Just my kind of boy:)
I daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn sayang him, with his sweaty hair and loud shouts and all.
He is none other thannnn.................
ETHAN DUNN.
sigh.how can you NOT love this boy?
Am going to miss this little terror so much. And I can feel it.He's gonna be soo cute when he's older:)
There's ANOTHER little terror that I love too. But that's another blogpost, and also cuz I dont have the pics yet.wait la patiently.
My title was my lovely boy(s):) rite?
Well, this is the second one.
He came into my life for only a few seconds, but those few seconds were a lifetime..*does drama queen hand on forehead*
I was taking pictures at A Famosa at 2am.
He watched.
And laughed.
And asked if we (my friends and I - takkan u think i dare to be out in malaccca alone at 2am at A famosa on hungry ghost festival day?) could take a picture of him and his friends.
He took my breath away *gasp*.
I attempted to zoom in onto his face when my friend was taking the picture for them;....I failed. He noticed and blushed. He actually hid his face with his hands.
Feeling very bold and summer fling-ish, we took a picture-something I will treasure for life.
UNFORTUNATELY.
I looked like some freak. Despite countless attempts at 'zhng'-ing my picture, I still look like shit. But he.....*sigh*
the original.
my horrid attempt at making myself look less goofy.
Blue eyes blond hair....like Aaron Carter..I always liked the Carter brothers.
And look at the way he's holding me:D
=P
His name's Evan Anderrsen by the way =D...He's coming to KL today. If we're fated we'll meet again.
EnLi.
19.
complicated is synonymous.
so NOT the prim and proper lady.
chocolates and crisps<3.
on the brink of a new chapter in life
and you're coming with me:)
::On the sea::
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
Often 'tis in such gentle temper found,
That scarcely will the very smallest shell
Be mov'd for days from where it sometime fell,
When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
Oh ye! who have your eye-balls vex'd and tir'd,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea;
Oh ye! whose ears are dinn'd with uproar rude,
Or fed too much with cloying melody -
Sit ye near some old Cavern's Mouth, and brood
Until ye start, as if the sea-nymphs quir'd!
- John Keats