Monday, December 17, 2007
not ready to make nice.

Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting.

this post is dedicated to my very good friend who is languishing in Sapa, Vietnam a.k.a nowhere.

we were having a rather interesting conversation when his battery ran out and he lost contact with the outside world haha.

summary:

love is like cocaine. when you're in, you're on top of the world. when you're out, all you can think of is how to get in again. you find substitutes but they hardly ever work, and even if they do it's only for a short while that you can pretend that what you have is the real thing. you're hooked after the first sniff/snort/whateveryoucallit.

what a pair of pessimistic fools.

at one point he even said "omgla enli...STAY AWAY FROM MEE.."

at which point i changed my nickname to "enns=cocaine"

AAAAAHAHAHHA.funnyla.

got woken up at 8 (!!) today by an IDIOT who wanted me to teman him to go change his license from P to er..the normal one la.

we went to the JPJ..there the one that's DAAAmn efficient.no im not being sarcastic.*remember tht shaun?OH YAH WELCOME BACK!:)*

n then ate the best kueyteow soup ive had for a long time.now that im all fat and fed, i shall retire to my couch, to munch on cookies and watch korean dramas.

toodles :)

Waves Crashed @ 4:10 AM;




::Oceanus::
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


::Sea Breeze::



::Precious Corals::

::Other Seas::

*lipeng the other princess
*saran the hot onion
*melly STILL the emoqueen
*darling sukyein
*ben the "best" DJ in Malacca:)
*12+1
*shaun the mango
*tall ian:)
*tzins:)
*sammie the teletubby
*visionary sueebee



::seashores::

schoolgirl crushes.
IM BACK.
what you've done.
Tzin Tzin Tzin
change.
BIG SMILE
The new poster on my wall:)
the princess has spoken:)
The hardest thing...
*yawn*


::the Deep Blue Sea::
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