dan·de·li·on
lion's tooth
flowering plant in the Northern Hemisphere
with a globe of fine filaments
children (and the wind) love to blow away...
Click on the butterflies around the dandelions to get around.
Fire your imagination, Dream in colour
a boring old hag who loves to scream her head off, mutter in gibberish, and talk to random people on the streets.
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Beautiful music. Gorgeous food. the Sun.Sea.Sand. Butterflies. Dance. Movies.
Spontaneity. Laughter. Love. Courage.
The Weird, Beautiful, and Unique.
the Mini Austin!
the entire collection at HMV
my spanish chef (: im gonna marry him!
zonk time!
more of Desigual and Koi Nobori!
the yakpak hobo bag!
A Lifetime of Musicmaking with Inspiring People
and to share this with the world
Friday, March 11, 2005
whoopeedoooss!!! my dear gigolo is back and we went back to nj on wed to surprise the juniors there.and eat our longanredteajellywithevaporatedmilk!.so much fun. actually hes just too damn bored here.being the only male in his aunts place and growing fatter day by day..okok i shall not be mean :)but..ah. its great to see him again after sucha long time. to tell him all my nonsense..to have someone whos just happie to entertain me with his nonsense. to just talk to a very dear friend about so much stuff. ehs.faster return here k then you will get your longawaited surprise.
saw all the bearclub ppl..yea. miss them so much too..=)
went to nus to watch nusso..dah's solo. good solo, i still insist :)
i think teaching shld be a two way thing..support needs to come from the one being taught too..if you dun even put in effort and show that you want to learn..how do you expect to do well even? do you noe how rude it is to be staring into space or visibly think abt something else when someone is trying to explain sth to you. its blardy frustrating. u still have to do it so y dun you stop complaining and make us both happier.
you din even look at me. maybe you did. but i din see. it was as if we were both invisible to each other. sometimes i think im a fool. maybe im just being a sub again. the story of my life. its spent hallucinating. why does it seem,it only matters to me
somehow i tenk it wont ever happen.
chilipadi on 3:16 AM
