Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting around for somebody to give you flowers"
Monday, June 11, 2012 || 7:01 AM
Swam till muscles were sore,
aching in glory and pain.
Am starting to re-revise the suitcase full of books i brought back from Shanghai. Pretty books still wrapped in their protective shells of plastic. Love the glossy covers and the musty smell of recycled paper. Sundays at Tiffany's a very light romance novel. If it was a flower, it would be a dandelion. Soft, fluffy and dreamy. A very vanilla prose.
The best book I have read which really sufficiently brought out the idea of romance would be 'The unbearable lightness of being'. Because it is brutally honest. The author manages to manipulate his characters to give life lessons to the readers, and he does it very very well. And a good book, I feel, doesn't give you life lessons based on that book solely. With every sentence, it will make you think. And your thoughts will never be confined to the chains of the paperback.
But you know, having some vanilla sometimes isn't a bad idea once in a while.
Look at my cheap flea loots from Zouk!
Polkadots maxi : $2, Black sluggy pants: $8, Bracelets: $1 each, & sandals: $3.
Love the evil eye glass beads! Jieying bought hell lot of stuff, she probably hauled home 20 dresses or something. LOVE it when i manage to spot good deals!
Sweet things are sweet only when the person who did that sweet thing is someone who you actually want him/her to be.
Spine-chilling shiver sweet VS you're such a darling sweet. And it's difficult to determine which you felt, because it might just be a mixture of both, weighing a little more on the former. A little tug on the latter because of something in-born - the C-leader, leading with his little bits of troops following faithfully behind. ompassion.