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Saturday, April 22, 2006

*oUcHieS*

Got wacked by a huge glass door today. Ah..the sacrifices I make to satisfy my craving for POCKY..and it's gotta be strawberry flavoured! *grinz* All because Popular ran out of the strawberry flavoured ones! And i had to run a big round to another palce to get it. And I must proclaim that...it wasnt my fault that I got hit...countary to what u might think. The enterance is designed in such a way that you got to take a step up into the shop. It's an air-conditioned shop, so that explained the big glass door. So I happily opened the door and went in..(excited about POCKY) and like all nOrmal behaving people, u let go of the door after walking in right? well, that lousy door did a back swing and hit me right back..oww. something my crocs were not able to block...small boo boo for my left feet. Lousy design....aiya...then again, i'll live with it..i got my strawberry flovoured POCKY! yay! ha ha...

There's a song I found that touched my heart. I guess when i first heard it and saw the lyrics..its a song about me..and I thank God that he could take this mess and make me someone He calls His child.. .. ..

The Real Me - Natalie Grant

Foolish heart looks like we're here again
Same old game of plastic smile
Dont let anyone in
Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break?
How much will they take before I'm empty
Do I let it show, does anybody know?

Chorus
But You see the real me
Hiding in my skin, broken from within
Unveil me completely
I'm loosening my grasp
There's no need to mask my frailty
cause you see the real me

Painted on, life is behind a mask
Seld-inflicted circus clown
I'm tired of the song and dance
Living a charade, always on parade
What a mess I've made of my existence
But You still love me even now
And srill i see somehow

Chorus

Wonderful, beautiful, is what You see
When You look at me
You're turning the tattered fabric of my life into
A perfect tapestry
I just wanna be me

*awaken my heart...*

Scribbled at 12:28 AM







Lydia Evangeline

~Knowing that perfect love casts out all fear, living in the truth, walking in the light~


Adores

My best friend and forever partner, Yewlim. (^_^)
My darlings! Sara and Rach =D
My family and friends (People who give me to strength to smile each day)
All things pink!
Candy. =D Everything's that no good for my teeth. *sob*
Bacteria!

Prayer list

- for LOVE *grin*
- for a JOB

The Wishlist...

- A puppy!
- A digital paino!!! *need need need*
- A polaroid camera
- A mascara that can GROW my eyelashes =D

The Messages





The heartbeat..



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