.this Mademoiselle.
2 Nov 88 is registered on my IC
my mum said i was a heavy lump.
This lump is now venturing into adulthood
and i'm bringing numerous friends along with me.
Some, who're already adults, dont act like they are
and dang, i know it'll brush off on me.
Life should be simple.
True, nutty, flavourful friends, a loving-yet-maddening, insane family, and
my EVERLASTING GOD.
plus my sexy husky Anouva. she's a bitchy babe.
AND an adorable bf. now that one premium cut meat!
Thing is:
Sometimes life isn't always like smooth chocolate, its nutty and chunky.
But that's the way good donuts are,
and once you've taken a whole mouthful,
you'll find life is manageable if you take it in bite-sizes!!
When i'm down,
i turn to my childhood food..
Chocolate teddies, Twix and Ice-cream will put sweetness back.
plus, His sweet love endures forever.
and He loves you too.
Heyyas. This is a navigational skin
See the utensil at the left? Those are clickable.
This 'cooking-mama' skin is slightly heavy, so be patient.
CARMEN likes messing ard with the food
on this blogskin.
makes u giggly-happy, and de-stresses
so i hope u hav fun too!
Life is like a box of chocolates.
You never know what you'll get,
til you open it. -forrest gump-
Food heals the soul..and it should be FUN!!
Wednesday, September 14, 2005 | 7:21 AM
FRAGILE: am i overly stressed? last nite's dream: chem, maths and chinese promos wer on the same day, each normal length paper felt lyk 10 mins (well, to me) and i only managed to do 3 qns b4 handin it in. i woke up trembling becos of how it seemed so real. it's sad to brave the storms in sch, come home to a supposed abode/shelter/refuge and boom, dream abt sch again. i have gotta mug seriously now. i find i'm not prepared, maybe cos i dun put my heart to it? i watch too much tv. but stairway to heaven is nice. yesyes, its an auntie show. erh. ppl, see beyond that superficial korean love drama stereotyped generalization. kel's not comin to sch tmr. that dancing booboo, ballets her life away. haha. lucky girl, gets to skip the long dreary day.heavy eyes, slumping backssch's a bore and that's a fact.break the chains and cut the slacksstop puttin on tis stupid act.it's not my style, it aint my tastei try my best, 'what?, not enough?'but to you its a big disgrace.its the road i've chosen- life is tough.fantasies mirror the real worldyet hides the pain, anger and sorrow.there footsteps are light with passion, allurebut wake up abrupt, it's time to go.