Thursday, January 04, 2007 @11:09 AM
Omg! Quite true =P
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| The Wild Rose
Random Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLDf)
shmolorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.
Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.
You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.
Your exact opposite:
The Dirty Little Secret
Deliberate Gentle Sex Master
| The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.
"You're never truly single as long as you have yourself."
ALWAYS AVOID: The Bachelor
CONSIDER: The Vapor Trail. |
Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating. |
♥ there's not a place
that we cant reach
@9:41 AM
Which way is right?
I wouldn't go so far as to call it true love, but you know what they say...
"The course of (true) love never did run smooth."
Indeed. This is the road less travelled, the one full of pebbles and weed, the one with potholes you might fall into if you're not careful. So why do we sometimes will ourselves to take this path? There are so many other ways of getting *there*, so why out of like a zillion paths do we choose the most daunting one? I guess the reason I'll never know, though I do know that I've tripped and fell, and dirtied myself a countless number of times when I was travelling on this road. Right now, I'm just waiting for someone to get me out of there, because I seem to have lost my way.
Yes. I have to 'dissociate', and do something for myself for once.
I have realised that not only am I hurting myself, I am hurting the people I care about around me, because they hate to see me reduced to this state (whatever that means). And since I am not your first priority, your everything, how about I'll be nothing? Nothing is great, because it's the only thing that lasts forever. The only stability and staticity in a fluid world. Happy new year, everyone.
You're toxic, I'm slipping under.
♥ there's not a place
that we cant reach
BREATHE ME
21.
7th August.
Born and Bred in Singapore.
In
Melbourne right now.
Undergrad @ Melb Uni.
Loves: Mangoes, Shoes, Bags (i.e. SHOPPING), Travelling, Movies, GoodFriends, Catching Up, Partying, Dancing, Cam-Whoring, Dad Mom Babysis (i.e. family), Aviator shades.
Hates: The Cold, Being stood up, Being lied to, Being taken for granted, Being so far away from Home, Having nothing to wear.
HONESTLY SIGNIFICANT
1st Oct -
YumCha!
2nd Oct -
Matt's 21st.
2nd Oct -
Mel's 21st.
2nd Oct -
PF essay due.
3rd Oct -
The Devil Wears Prada.
4th Oct -
Latin Night @ Lotus.
[...] - WORK, WORK, MORE WORK!
25th Oct - Hiro's Bday.
JUST SO YOU KNOW...
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
CONNECTIONS
aaronn
bear// buck
cal + est
caroline
dith
eelynn
gawain
hiro
huipeng
jacq
jaesen
kimberly
mark
melvin
peilingg
rayve
shan
tiffy
venetia
mr. wicked blogger// wenda
xueting
xin xiu
zhanghao
zhongying
happy tree friends
turn da tap
vic's secrets
abercrombie & fitch
friendster
photo-bucket
escada
SONG INSDIE MY HEAD
THEM BEAUTIFUL DISATERS
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