D. J. :
She’s a beautifully plain girl who daydreams nightly about a life she’ll never lead.
God, laughter, music, friends, marshmallows, lollipops, mochi and bread are some things that make up her everything. (:
a bundle of topsy-turvy contradictions, she loves every merry minute of her singlehood. (:
also, someone once told her our prayers were like our love letters to God. so here they are. (:

Wishes for never-ending laughter &for forever to meet no end.

Let's sing You a love song for i'm coming back to the Heart of Worship, where it's all about You.

DANIELLE. DANNY. FENG SHUI. FION. INEZ. TINGJUN.

Lovedrops♥
x x x x

in no particular order:



- i fell asleep in church though i slept early.. well, earlier than usual. ):


- went with my bro to cut his hair. -.- *declines to comment*


- yes, i am going to poly; no i do not think it's a waste. (so please stop looking so disgusted by my choice. like i said, it's my choice.)


- i didn't do well. so what if i have 8 distinctions? they differentiate into A1s & A2s, by the way.



- job interview tomorrow! (but i haven't managed to confirm it! D: )



- poly or uni? *in dilemma*



- i like the feel but can't stand the look of my extensions. x)



- extensions smell funky wet.



- been wasting money non-stop lately. (eg. on above mentioned extensions)



- why can't i wear flip-flops to poly?



- i'm finally going to wear new clothes for CNY! :D



- my mom bluff-ed me again! (whatever happened to: "i'm your mother, why would i lie to you?) -.-



- i'm a jinx. o:



- what's wrong with purely platonic friendship between guys &gals?



- if even i don't like me, i suppose no one will.


- i want to go cycling at the park; go walk the metal bridge thingy &so much more!

- are extensions really someone else's hair?!?!?!

the above was a result of a burst of extreme random-ness and lazy-ness of not wishing to type in paragraphs. (:

Labels: lazy, mixed up, random

Once there was a dressmaker's daughter who fell face down into mud on her way to the marketplace. Cursing her clumsiness, she rolled over and decided to take a breather, though silly her was now completely covered in mud instead of only half covered. As she lay in the mud, she heard hooves and trumpets marking the Prince's arrival.


"Darn it," thought the dressmaker's daughter who decided to remain lying in the mud in the hope of remaining inconspicuous.


As she was wiggling in discomfort in the mud, her neighbour, the lovely girl-next-door was on her way to sell flowers in the marketplace. While the flower girl skipped along, she tripped and twisted her ankle near to where the dressmakers daughter was. When the prince and his entourage finally reached the two girls, it stopped. To both girls astonishment, the Prince himself dismounted and helped the flower girl to his horse. Helping her hobble along, the dressmaker's daughter caught his attention.


"What's she doing in the mud?!" He asked the flower girl, utterly bewildered.


"Oh, that's just my neighbour, being disgusting." Was her reply.


Oh well.


Would you rather have a broken ankle and be whisked off by a prince or be covered in mud but able to walk on your own two feet?

Labels: pointless story, random