Illusions are dreams that come to surface when we least expect
An illusionist, is someone who weaves those dreams for others
Sherilyn Leah
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hugs and kisses;lazing in bed all day with you
flowers from you!
craziness and randomness;jumping off the bus and into a puddle
screaming in the dead of the night just for the fun of it
walking barefooted on the cold asphalt
sitting by the bay enjoying our java chips
walking and receiving weird well wishes from the uncles on the sidewalk
having your dad tease me and my tutu
sitting in the backseat enjoying the open top ride on the convertable
sneaking kisses and winks behind everyone
squeezing the death outta me and then giving me the kiss of life
my zoological ipod
painted nails
my fetish for notebooks and lipbalm
ballet and photography;pointe pointe pointe!
the gatherings with the familes
our cute grandmas
loving out families to bits
kenlyn
captain headstrong & bailey's
rainbow coloured socks;bobby dazzler
my handmade sleeping hat;peewee
the groooovy dreamcatcher
hugging you around the neck coz im too small
getting along with my friends
loving our families to bits
sneaking in without the parents knowledge
laughing my head of at the sillest things
trying to enjoy every bit of my life
tresuring the time spent with you
and finally,
I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD!
prom dress
today was indeed one of the most unproductive days of my life.
all i did was eat, read, play neopets (it honestly is a good way to kill time), read again, eat, read, sleep and now im here. was waiting for someone to come online and that someone finally did. thank god. i was almost getting annoyed but decided that i shouldnt be.the book is my personal suicide. it hurts to read it coz memories of you starts drowning me. i want to read it, but i cant. everytime i read it, i think of you, the pictures, the hugs. it'd be a thousand times much easier if only you were here hmm? but then again, i wouldnt read it with you around because i treasure every minute with you too much, i forget about the book.impatience does not exist in my vocabulary.
thats what i"d like to believe.
anyway, im really undecided on my prom dress. i already reserved a really simple yet outstanding one from mango but it doesnt seem to satisfy me. i want a big puffyish one.
i want a stylish one that really spells W.O.W.
i dont want to write my stupid graduation testimonial. im lazy, as usual.
sheriyn sherilyn, anopther habit to kick.
urgh..i am indeed rotting from boredom..why are we so sensitive? why? i dont want it to be like that. you may not know it but its very clear to me.we have jealousy issues.
posted @ 11/17/2008 07:28:00 pm