Tuesday, December 18, 2012
. joy in the family .
Friday, April 1, 2011
. far away .
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
. my heart da bump .
Heart skips a beat my heart skips a beat
My heart is playing tricks on me
And it’s building bricks on me
I can’t break through
And I can’t face you
My world is turning slowly now
But it’s burning up somehow
I need some time
To know what’s right
‘Cause it’s only in the quiet that I feel some relief
I’m trying hard not to resist the joy
Don’t listen to me I’m being paranoid
I might try hard but it’s too hard to avoid
My heart skips a beat
My heart skips a beat
My heart is always first to know
And as the feeling grows
I can’t deny push those thoughts aside
My world is full of loveliness
But I focus on the stress
My heart says “Go” but my brain says “No”
And it’s only in the quiet that I hear myself breathe
I’m trying hard not to resist the joy
Don’t listen to me I’m being paranoid
I might try hard but it’s too hard to avoid
My heart skips a beat
My heart skips a beat
My heart skips a beat
My heart skips a beat
Oh I know this time ’cause it’s physical
My blood has stopped and I am breathless as well
But I need a minute to convince myself
‘Cause it’s only in the quiet that I know what to feel
Monday, March 28, 2011
. your name .

calm that wicked wind
to pick you up
and carry you off eastward
though I did release you
for to seek a warmer sky
should you be blown back
know that I will always run to greet you
still surprised to catch you
everytime
armed with this small butterfly net only
i will face the world alone
and never be lonely
so calm that wicked wind
and if you go you could be gone forever
i will play awhile here
by and by and by
armed with this small butterfly net only
i will face the world alone
and never be lonely
up and up you go
for to steal the secrets of the heavens
will you share them with me
my bright and brilliant spy?
should you be blown back
know that I will always run to greet you
still surprised to catch you
everytime
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
. kill the stress and weak devil .
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
. scent .
Monday, February 28, 2011
. on reading .

so, yeah i've finished my on writing and thanks for "you" now i am in like with the count of monte cristo by alexandre dumas. how i wish i have a silent week so i can finished them all! altho i don't quite understand some of the words but i just carry on with it. they are beautiful to even pronounce and not understand it ;p.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
.yum yum.
hmm... i've been falling in love with cooking. cooking is fun besides those pile of mountain dishes to wash, of course! chopping those onions and garlic, sauté them on the hot sizzling pan with olive oil or creamy softly butter until they turned golden brown... hummm even the first step sounds so exciting. yeah me, button and my lil sis have been cooking these days. we cooked our lunch and dinner together. well, we are not a good even great cooker but we keep on trying till we got it right. that was real fun! i love it. next thing to do is try to bake pretty cakes.
Friday, October 1, 2010
.darcy button.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
.picnic at the park.

again, i was browsing around and this image pop out and gah~ how i miss up. beautiful story, animation, colors all seems so perfect. well, what can you say it's pixar!! hellowww!! =p i love this scene. when will i have a moment like this. hmmm.... picnic at the park with close friends or the one you care much. have a good day, everyone!
Monday, September 6, 2010
.goldilock and the 3 bears.





Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks. She went for a walk in the forest. Pretty soon, she came upon a house. She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in.
At the table in the kitchen, there were three bowls of porridge. Goldilocks was hungry. She tasted the porridge from the first bowl.
"This porridge is too hot!" she exclaimed.
So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl.
"This porridge is too cold," she said
So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge.
"Ahhh, this porridge is just right," she said happily and she ate it all up.
After she'd eaten the three bears' breakfasts she decided she was feeling a little tired. So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs. Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest her feet.
"This chair is too big!" she exclaimed.
So she sat in the second chair.
"This chair is too big, too!" she whined.
So she tried the last and smallest chair.
"Ahhh, this chair is just right," she sighed. But just as she settled down into the chair to rest, it broke into pieces!
Goldilocks was very tired by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom. She lay down in the first bed, but it was too hard. Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too soft. Then she lay down in the third bed and it was just right. Goldilocks fell asleep.
As she was sleeping, the three bears came home.
"Someone's been eating my porridge," growled the Papa bear.
"Someone's been eating my porridge," said the Mama bear.
"Someone's been eating my porridge and they ate it all up!" cried the Baby bear.
"Someone's been sitting in my chair," growled the Papa bear.
"Someone's been sitting in my chair," said the Mama bear.
"Someone's been sitting in my chair and they've broken it all to pieces," cried the Baby bear.
They decided to look around some more and when they got upstairs to the bedroom, Papa bear growled, "Someone's been sleeping in my bed,"
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed, too" said the Mama bear
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed and she's still there!" exclaimed Baby bear.
Just then, Goldilocks woke up and saw the three bears. She screamed, "Help!" And she jumped up and ran out of the room. Goldilocks ran down the stairs, opened the door, and ran away into the forest. And she never returned to the home of the three bears. *text from here
someone told me that "you are really special.. a heart of gold. more like goldilux than the bears" but goldilocks broke little bear's chair, ate little bear's porridge, slept at the little bear's bed. she is so impolite. hmmm i don't understand but tell you what... i am happy and i feel lucky.
*i've been trying not to be tinkerbell anymore but wendy instead. =)
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
.blue.
rainy day! it's rainy day! and i feel cold here. but my red riding hood stamps made me smile a little. i just got my new red riding hood stamp set yesterday from wood would. i just love that little store. i just realized, my pencil case that i've been using now and then is also red riding hood print. ahh~ sweet. and someone said he'll get me the alphabet's stamps! i was so thrill. just now.. i wrote that i shouldn't listen to that person.. think of it again. i am so bad =( i didn't mean that. i mean because he is so forgetful. he'll forget about it. because i know along this time, aside from "those" matters he try hard never to let me down. :) he is now not feeling well. get well soon matey! =) so that we can play again!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
.usa ga suki.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
.ecp.



































