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sorry. been very busy.
anyways. ive been inspired to blog by a wedding.
yes. it's enli's wedding blues again!
.......sigh.
i just loveee weddings don't you?
well I had just about given myself up for a love cynic (omg i can see everyone going"enli?love cynic?! whahaahhahahaah NO WAY") before going to this wedding.
siighhh....
the groom sang for his wife, A WEDDING SURPRISE. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
and the videos and pictures are practically the reason i go to weddings; you get to see how each individual grew, and how they met and became a couple...and the wedding day..the tasks the groom had to go through. ..
siggggggh...the videographer was magnifico as he managed to catch the candid loving moments the couple had.
siiighh.
ok i think when the most coherent expression coming from me is a sigh it's about time i go de-fuzzyfy myself before i make everyone puke.
:D
i LOVE weddings~~
brenden and eugenia! best wishes!:D
when i get married, i want my husband to surprise me too. and make me cry. if he doesnt make me cry out of happiness hes so screwed. lol.
but that will be in a veryyyy loonggg timeeeeee.
;)
but nonetheless, i have a lonngg list of 'i want's for my wedding. all taken down and noted by capri soo, who will have the job of telling my future husband what i want.. (so not so shy mah, and i can pretend i didnt know he was gonna surprise me tee heee:D)
toodles ppl!
oh my HP num is 017-6678340 for ppl who do not know ive changed my num!
so call me out, let's go yumcha!!
xoxo en
Waves Crashed @ 5:16 PM;
::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