Filed under: Through my eyes | Tags: Handball, I dream, Iceland, Kids, Life, Summer Olympics
When I have kids, I’m gonna make sure they grow up knowing how wonderful they are, and how beautiful they are, none of that Asian reserved rubbish. I want to teach them to make their own decisions, to not be afraid to make mistakes. I want to tell them everyday how much they’re loved, and how they should dream freely. To be unrestrained in their dreams, not letting the small details scare them away. I don’t want them to stress over the academics, but to have as much fun as they can. I want to hug and kiss them everyday, even when they’re older, though I hope I won’t smother them. If possible, I kinda don’t wanna raise them here in Singapore. I want to teach them to respect each other, and yet to love and protect each other. To love fiercely, with all the passion in their bodies. I wonder if I’ll be a good mother. But then again, I’m years away from motherhood, hah.
Yay Iceland! 
Filed under: The inexplicable things that occur, Through my eyes | Tags: Blahblahblah, Geeness, Life
I can think of 5 words that I would love to type out currently, but that would be another boring repetition and I’m not exactly wanting everyone to know just what exactly they are. Sigh.
Gee, break’s ending and I so do not want to go back to school. Scared perhaps, of the unknown and the whole “Hi, I’m new.” story again. I can think of many other, highly unrealistic, things I’d rather be doing than going to school, but it’s not like they’re gonna happen. I’ll probably end up dreaming about said unrealistic fantasies while in class. August is ending. Awesome shizzle. Four more months to December, six more to February and my holiday, hopefully.
It’s been terribly boring, and somehow I feel as though this year is just gonna pass me by again the same way it did last year. That’s definitely not something that I’m hoping will come true ’cause that just seems like massive loserishdom, but who am I to deny that I am one? I find it awfully funny how what I’ve always dreaded is now my present. This whole business of neither being here nor there, and not even having any real problems to worry about so that I can pretend something’s going on. Watching everyone swirl past on their coloured horses, and the silly girl still sitting on the rock dreaming of castles in the sky.
And now that I’ve succeeded in my absolutely pointless monologue, ’cause really I’m just trying to drag the time I go to bed, ta!
Filed under: Fashion is the way to go!, The inexplicable things that occur | Tags: Bryton, Gordy, Iloveyoubry, Lips, Sexy
I’ve been bringing darling Bry and his sexy lips out for the past few days. I’m too mesmerized by his sexiness and how easy it is to use him.
Ps, Gordy have you caught on to what I’m trying to do here? And if you have, have I succeeded?
Filed under: Fashion is the way to go! | Tags: AW 04/05, Dior Homme, Fashion, Runway
So uhhhhh, it’s bugging me that I have no idea who this guy is. Pretty please drop me a note if you do! I mean, gee his face just draws my attention. And I’ll shut up now before I sound like a hormone driven teenager.
