weeee

i edited ringo aka cheesie's photo.. but i din keep the ori. wtf.. we took this outside M's shop that day after the workshop. got fucking blisters on my toe.

she even used it for her msn display pic...

i also designed her december header.. but dunno whether she will use onot. i m too dazed to ask.. damn sleepy wei. din sleep whole night.
i can't post the header yet.. if she uses them then i post la all of them.
see la how. i free onot.

happy.. weeeeee.. all my miao miaos.
oh. n sim's i-can-finish-wan hamburger leftover. still stuck on the fork.

Ponder

i learned to be selfless
i learned to have thick skin
i learned to be the bad person
i learned alot

what have i gained...

thing is malaysia is such a small country.. everybody knows everyone..
n each community is very close knit
gossips is always here n there

even among famous bloggers..
i hope i dun get sucked in

A Beautiful Mess

I've got the best of both worlds..
I'm the kind of girl who can take down a man.. and lift him back up again..
I am strong but I'm needy.. humble but I'm greedy
and based on my body language and shotty cursive you've been reading..

My style is quite selective.. though my mind is rather reckless
well maybe it just suggests that this is just what happiness is..

and what a beautiful mess this is..
its like we're picking up trash in dresses..

I know it kind of hurts when the kind of words I write kind of turn themselves into knives
Don't mind my nerve.. you could call it fiction.. do you like being submerged in my contradictions..dear..

cause here we are.. here we are...

although I am biased... will you love my advice..
My comebacks..they are quick.. and probably have to do with my insecurities..
There's no shame in being crazy.. depending on how how you take these words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we are staging

and what a beautiful mess this is..
its like we're picking up trash in dresses

I know it kind of hurts when the kind of words I say kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life you've heard.. but its nice to say that we played in the dirt.. dear

cause here we are.. here we are.
We're still here

And what a beautiful mess this is..it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
and through timeless words and priceless pictures..

we'll fly like birds not of this earth..
and times they run.. and hearts disfigure..
but that's no concern when we are wounded together..
and we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
but it's nice today.. oh dear was the wait worth it?