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
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
so many things to do. and so little time. theres not enough time even to worry abt this and that. its just chiong all the way. im just waiting for the second week of september to arrive. but sigh, that seems so long away. come september, i just wanna sleep and practice 12 freaking hours a day. each. haha. its when u reach such a stage of hectic-ness that little tiny puny things people do, go a long long way to make ur day. like the innocent laughter of kids like laura. somehow its so uplifting, to know that u made a lil girl laugh so much even tho u were making her do mundane kb exercises. and lil seemingly insignificant exchanges with school people. its always a wonderful feeling to go back there and see them. even tho im not studying anymore, it still feels like a second home. u can never feel lonely there. but i do miss the presence of my old classmates alot. esp the voggies. looks like veggies. haha. i miss in especially the RPG days. they were special days, days to look fwd to, complete with company lunches. and i do miss the days where you bothered to send me msgs that made me smile silly. the days where you missed me enough to contact me despite of your busy work. nowadays youre so free and yet ure almost non existent. ironic aint it. and i miss the days when we talked like saliva was free (it still is.) and we couldnt bear to hang up. and most of all, i miss the days where we would go out and just do silly things. somewhere along the way, all these changed. maybe its just me. and it bothers me that i don feel like i fit in. and yes maybe maybe its just me.
chilipadi on 12:25 AM