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Thursday, July 30, 2009 @ 12:27


Posted by Daisy on Facebook.

I like it! I think it's meaningful, ok la, i just agreed with it!

While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 years old son picked up a stone and scratched on the side of the car. In anger, the man took the child's hand and hit it many times; not realizing he was using a wrench. As a result, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.

In the hospital, when the child saw his father with painful eyes he asked, 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?' The man was so hurt and speechless; he went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times.

Devastated by his own actions, he sit in front of that car, he looked at the scratches; the child had written 'LOVE YOU DAD'. The next day that man committed suicide.

Anger and Love have no limits; choose the latter to have a beautiful, lovely life

Things are to be used and people are to be loved, but the problem in today's world is that, People are used and things are loved...

During the day, be careful to keep this thought in mind:

Things are to be used, but People are to be loved ...
Be yourself....This is the only day we HAVE.

Watch your thoughts; they become words.
Watch your words; they become actions.
Watch your actions; they become habits. (This part especially :))
Watch your habits; they become character.
Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.




Tuesday, July 28, 2009 @ 22:44


Not enough. I need more, more SOS please.

Sometimes I wonder do you really understand me, agreeing to the points I made, making promises and assurance.

Show it to me.

The cycle is easy.

You understand
|
You agreed
|
You digest
|
You automatically won't do it again

There will never be cycle like...

You understand
|
You agreed
|
You digest for that moment
|
You do it again because that's how you used to behave

If it's long term that we are looking at, cycle B DOES NOT valid for me, like seriously.

Co-existing in each other world means "living two live in an opposite sex body".

Things like "how I used to behave" will be happy memories to be kept, creating new ones are more important.

We respect, we think, we maintain, we joy, we cry, we learn, we discipline, we love...

nobody, nobody but you.




Tuesday, July 14, 2009 @ 15:06


I don't know what's wrong.

Can anyone tell me what's wrong?

This is getting annoying.

Annoying at the same time trying hard to find the meaning of life.

And today, I'm in a 'moonshape facing down' kind of mood. =(

Damn the boredom, damn the uni application, damn the fats, damn the girl ass.

Damn me for a second.

So starting from the next second after I uploaded my post, I'm a nice girl again. =)

Good-Bye




Saturday, July 11, 2009 @ 19:48


Currently at Woodland National Library.

Yes, been ages since I step into a library.

I seriously think I need to save up, alot.

So many decisions to be made.

Adulthood is not that easy after all.

A classy one? Or two delicate ones?




@ 05:50


I woke up at 4.30am, not good.

I'm still awake, wide awake.

Boo.




Wednesday, July 08, 2009 @ 12:28


Life Story

Wake up, she said
Look it's a beautiful day
Downstairs to the kitchen door
And then away
Into the night
Morning feeling is on
Come the clouds, the moon
And morning is gone

Born today some years ago
And had a happy childhood
But I fell in love and out
Nothing changed
Lived a life of nothing much
But then how much can one expect?
So there you are
My life has gone
But I'm the same

Just my life story
Minute by second a story
That goes on forever with each breath that I take
This is my life story
Uneventful a story
That ages with each year and birthday cake

Get up, he said
Hurry or you might be late
Everyday you hurry off to keep your date
Learn something new
What are you hoping to prove?
Make some money
Find a wife
Have a kid or two

Thinking back
I like to dream of things I would have done
If I were braver then again or not
What can I do?
Maybe if I had another chance
I'd go into my past
And make my life a better one
For me and you

Just my life story
Minute by second a story
That goes on forever with each breath that I take
This is my life story
Uneventful a story
That ages with each year and birthday cake

When its time
And I must close
I'll write a book
And sign it X
And send it to some true romance type magazine somewhere
Then the world will read of me
And say there lived a hero
But too late my friends and enemies
I guess life isn't fair

So my life story
Is quite explanatory
Would you please start from page one
And please go on
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
Till Im done




Sunday, July 05, 2009 @ 15:12


Don't be scare,
Move on, baby.
Lift your hands,
Touch your heart.
Screw the reality,
Heal the soul.

I want to leave.

So much, so badly.

It's reaching the limit, soon.

PS: The above has got nothing to do with my R/S :)




Saturday, July 04, 2009 @ 11:32


Xin Qi Lui! Jin Tian shi Xin Qi Lui!

Best day of the week.

:)




Friday, July 03, 2009 @ 09:58


It's Friday today and I'm on leave.

I hope I don't waste it.

Damn.




Wednesday, July 01, 2009 @ 10:28


Transformer is good and Megan Fox is hot.

O well,

Tales always goes around when one is suddenly flooded with limelight.

A colleague of mine told me that Megan Fox is a guy and she "verified" that it's a fact, I was a little disgusted and that happened before I went to watch the movie.

So, I watched the movie and she's still god damn hot. But I did realised that her boobs are different from before and got a little too big and overly round.

Today when I was online, I got to know that she did a boobs job and there are pictures showing 'before' and 'after' all over.

I always wanted to know what will happen to the silicon bags when they get older, will they remove it? Abit gross.

But still, aside for the close-to-perfection boobs of her, she still have a pretty face.

The only different between doing plastic and without for her will be:

"O that transformer girl is pretty, I think she is Megan Fox"

and

"Megan Fox is damn hot and pretty, she's the female lead in Transformer"

So which is better?

I would say for a celebrity, maybe getting their boobs up is a wise decision to make them this famous, just take care of the bags in it.

Today is Wednesday, not a very good news. :(