"We do not stop playing because we are old,
We grow old because we stop playing."
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Lay ting, 15. I'm proud to be a daughter of God. I am generally quite a happy kid with my awesome family and friends but when I'm emotional it's best you leave me alone. I believe it's nice to be nice so I live to love. I am sadistic. I like gore. I like red and orange. I like garfield. I like jumping. I like taking pictures. I like Christmas. I like hugs and people who make me feel special. I am often insecure. I am emo. I am hyper. I am noisy. I am very loud. I am fierce. I am awesome. I play floor ball. I like dancing. I wanna dance. I wanna be a superstar. I wanna see monsters. I don't like people who stare at me. I don't like poseurs. I don't like chocolates, sweets, cakes and ice cream. I don't like guys who hurt girls. If you agree that I am so awesome, Tell me here.

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Life is fragile, yet beautiful cause of the people around me :)
5:02 PM
Thursday, January 7, 2010



Read my gan jie jie's blog last night.
I don't know what to say to her except for "cheer up" and "you'll be okay",
but I myself know it's not use and wouldn't help.
I too, just cried and cried.

But weike, if you're reading this, I want you to know that you're the best sister I've ever had and I love you. I really do care. I know it's not easy for you, but hold on okay. "Take a chance, and be strong." I'm positive that gan ma wouldn't want to see you like that too. At least she left happily and peacefully. You've been a strong girl, stay that way. Muak!

(Sorry, I don't have a proper picture with you! :( )



Oh anyway, school was better today. It's not good, just better than the other days. HA HA but tmrw will rooooock! Cca fair, go go go! Oh and I like my POA teacher! And as always, D&T rocked! :) Some people in class just sucks though. Boo to you, losers. I don't like you anymore, friend classmate.


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