I'm Back!
kinda lost touch..but i'l definitely b back!!!
the ebbing sea, pounding waves, starry starry night, and the occasional shooting star, standing here alone...
It was a fresh new term n julian was sipping cofi wif his usual group of mongers. gossiping n ogling at the constant flow of beauties in out of arts canteen. being the weird man as he is, he suddenly caught sight of a nice colorful bag. the design which i hv 4gotten but which he'l always hv fond memories of. coz it is the bag which'l lead him to his fantasy n which is more popularly known as the Mambo bag.
the mambo bag seems 2 hv a special magic cast on it n julian seems bewildered. he stared hard n long at the mambo bag n when he decided 2 hv a glimpse of the owner, she was already walking down the stairs leading 2 biz-ad. although wat he saw was a short glimpse of her back view, it nevertheless left an impression so lasting tat till date, he can still recount vividly when he 1st laid his eyes on her...albeit only from behind...
i tot i was always living in a world of my own
wif my own persepctive n outlook of life
n when it comes 2 the criterion in choosing the 1 i like
it seems even more like out of tis world
things nvr seems perfect 2 me
least mentioning the gals tat i'v seen so far
but today, it seems like some1 has given a tight slap on my face
tat i'v awoken, seeing such a miracle in u in reality
finally, i can reconcile my fantasy in reality
tat my relentless pursit 4 tat perfect some1 has but realised in u
i'v always questioned the meaning of life
but nw i'v found the ans in u...
it was a reali gd nite 4 julian tat day. in fact, he had his sweetest dream to date about tis mysterious gal. he made many attempts 2 hv a look at her face but always to no avail. finally, as if his deep cry inside was heard by the mambo gal, she turned n flashed a smile at him. a smile indeed, his ideal oval-shaped face, her beaming eyes, but 2 his huge dissapointment, the rest were mosaic covered. as if decoded by a computer software, bits n pieces of the mosaic were slowly but surely removed. the full view of her face was within sight by now, but alas, he was awoken by a loud bang on the door. "JULIAN, u'r very late 4 lesson!!!", yelled his mother.
it is so surreal, having almost seen u,
the perfect lady from creation,
the perfect creation of a lady...
The Creator
Your Jobs: You need a job where you can put your
creative resources to good use. You can be a
teacher , manager, counselor, spiritual leader,
journalist, or designer.
Love:You need someone who can accept your moodiness and
learn to deal. You cannot have someone who will
constantly put you down, order you around, or
ignore you. You need a listener who cares about
your rapidly changing feelings. You may set
your standards too high.Your dream guy= Spike from Buffy the Vampire SlayerYour dream girl= Rinoa from Final Fantasy 8, Alyssa
from Chasing Amy
Most Likely...You most likely...Are a Gemini, Cancer, or TaurusLike arty movies and dramasDont play any sportsHave two sides to youLike movies that make you thinkFollow a religion
Best Friends: Dreamers, Social ButterfliesLove Interests:Dreamers and other CreatorsEnemies:Villians and Kings
It was a fresh new term n julian was sipping cofi wif his usual group of mongers. gossiping n ogling at the constant flow of beauties in out of arts canteen. being the weird man as he is, he suddenly caught sight of a nice colorful bag. the design which i hv 4gotten but which he'l always hv fond memories of. coz it is the bag which'l lead him to his fantasy n which is more popularly known as the Mambo bag.
the mambo bag seems 2 hv a special magic cast on it n julian seems bewildered. he stared hard n long at the mambo bag n when he decided 2 hv a glimpse of the owner, she was already walking down the stairs leading 2 biz-ad. although wat he saw was a short glimpse of her back view, it nevertheless left an impression so lasting tat till date, he can still recount vividly when he 1st laid his eyes on her...albeit only from behind...
i tot i was always living in a world of my own
wif my own persepctive n outlook of life
n when it comes 2 the criterion in choosing the 1 i like
it seems even more like out of tis world
things nvr seems perfect 2 me
least mentioning the gals tat i'v seen so far
but today, it seems like some1 has given a tight slap on my face
tat i'v awoken, seeing such a miracle in u in reality
finally, i can reconcile my fantasy in reality
tat my relentless pursit 4 tat perfect some1 has but realised in u
i'v always questioned the meaning of life
but nw i'v found the ans in u...
it was a reali gd nite 4 julian tat day. in fact, he had his sweetest dream to date about tis mysterious gal. he made many attempts 2 hv a look at her face but always to no avail. finally, as if his deep cry inside was heard by the mambo gal, she turned n flashed a smile at him. a smile indeed, his ideal oval-shaped face, her beaming eyes, but 2 his huge dissapointment, the rest were mosaic covered. as if decoded by a computer software, bits n pieces of the mosaic were slowly but surely removed. the full view of her face was within sight by now, but alas, he was awoken by a loud bang on the door. "JULIAN, u'r very late 4 lesson!!!", yelled his mother.
it is so surreal, having almost seen u,
the perfect lady from creation,
the perfect creation of a lady...
Omigod! She sounds so good even though she's having a bad throat!!!
sad tat she's nt feeling too well,
n i'll b damn busy 4 the whole day,
if nt i could hv bought her some herbal tea or watever...
but heehee, at least she called...
It was a fresh new term n julian was sipping cofi wif his usual group of mongers. gossiping n ogling at the constant flow of beauties in out of arts canteen. being the weird man as he is, he suddenly caught sight of a nice colorful bag. the design which i hv 4gotten but which he'l always hv fond memories of. coz it is the bag which'l lead him to his fantasy n which is more popularly known as the Mambo bag.
This is a love story about my good fren julian n tis certain gal sonia.
i dun noe whether it's gonna b a lovely, beautiful story or otherwise coz it
started abt 6 years ago but things hv nt reali blossomed yet...
help! my eyes r getting smaller!!!
dun noe y, my eyes r reali getting smaller!
prob the shape is still the same,
but there r more 'obstruction' to my eyes ;(
y? the onli obstruction cld be eyelashes but it's still reasonably short.
well, the onli reason left is my face is getting bloated!
yes, bloated unevenly.
features r still the same,
except tat fats r not only gaining territorial advantage,
but also increasing in numbers!
well, watever u call it,
ounces of fat or slab of fat,
nw my eyes definitely look so much smaller,
wifout a clear eyes view,
i'm afraid i'l hv a narrow perception,
yeah, gotta do something abt it soon...
1. The greatest challenge in our life is to find someone who knows our flaws and differences and yet still willingly embraces you with so much love.
2. If time never stands still, I'll never leave your side. It may be too hard for me at times that you will not see me; but in my heart, you'll always be found.
3. The spaces between our fingers were created so that another person's fingers could fill them in.
4. There are so many stars in the sky but only some are radiant enough to catch your attention. Among those that you chose to ignore is that one star which is willing to continue shining for you, even if your glance remains elsewhere.
5. When you love, it is not for you to be understood but for you to understand; not for you to take but for you to be taken; to listen not to dictate; to sacrifice and not to demand; not to count or measure but to love.