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never.a.boring.story

no regrets.

no regrets.

September 26, 2010 11:44:00 AM
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i’m currently (almost) obsessed with teenage dream by katy perry ryte now.i’ve hav tyler wards’s and boyce avenue’s cover safely stored in my phone and my day feels nearly complete when i hear either versions of it. as seen, the lyrics was solely inspired from the aforementioned song. shot in malacca border.tools of trade;d90 and cs2. take a

wishlist.WISH je.

wishlist.WISH je.

September 26, 2010 11:08:00 AM
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okay.this is just a list.people write list.so im writing a WISH list.it’s a list of things u wish, which u might not ever get, never in your wettest wildest dream. :) its what i,wish for.a cant see a shooting star, nor can i pretend an airplane coughing up carbon in the air as one, so, this is a

and when the world falls down~

and when the world falls down~

September 24, 2010 11:28:00 PM
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i dunno why,but sumhow;   my inspiration,my motivation,my strength. my papa. 50 years old,father of two, fighter, yet, the greatest lover and carer. Raised in a family, where selling kueh and ploughing the paddy field, became his routine,he stilled pulled through tough and rough.he often told me about the days where he had to put plastic over his

typical is not me.

typical is not me.

September 06, 2010 09:12:00 PM
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or am i typical? emo or cheerful? too overboard or too quite? sometimes, i think.and i wonder how pple think of me.what i seem to be, from their eyes. i’m normal hee.with just a streak of insanity sometimes. :) oh, and newsflash : i have a friggin ZIT.it friggin hurts. >< the end~ or am i typical? emo

things happen for a reason~

things happen for a reason~

September 03, 2010 08:36:00 PM
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as i was sitting in my crammed middle seat, 29E, airbus AK5294,in the immediate darkness that surrounded me, a thought came up to my mind,bringing with it a single tear of reminiscence;things happen for a reason.always.god has planned it so well.but sometimes ,the reason being,is just the sake of happening.yesterday, i woke up to normality.getting dressed in my

aint sweet enuff?