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Name: Wernie
Gender: Female
Interests: Art in any form - I like creating and fixing things, fine art photography, old school pin up girls, fusion extensions, sushi, green tea, travelling, fuck hello kitty, cupcakes, polaroids, love bites, flannel, latex, hair pins & bows.
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Member Since:
9/1/2005
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http://wernielicious.blogspot.com/
relink me loves xx
(this might not be permanent, I just grew really sick of Xanga because it has been a bitch for the past month)
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| To youI'm not creative with words. But you inspire me.
I have been, the lesser part of you.
We love in that tingling sensation, cloud nine sort of way. The love that I associate with something more - something bigger. The dominance of which no one else can apprehend. It's what we are; what we've been molded into. These 6 -and seemingly brief- months have made me feel no less than perfect. You are the centre of my world. You are the right to my left.. I've never told you, or anyone this, but I love the way you sleep. Just a fondness I developed during those tired nights when you fell asleep on my lap. Everything else blurs into indistinct outlines and shapes of irrelevance & my train of thought is immediately disrupted by the perfect face that lies at a 90 degree angle to my chin. You loved it when I gently ran my fingers across your face. You often praised their dexterity. A smile would spark up at an instant - and that is when I knew. I knew it was meant to happen this way. I knew I made the right decision. I knew we were us, and you were you. I broke a heart to be with you. A shattered hope. One world collapsed because of what we are today. Often I'd ponder, to what extent could we have gone if we avoided the distress of a third party? What would I do, how would I know where to go if you didn't come into my life like you did?
I did what I did. I expected one third of the things that happened. Everything fell into place. We were us. You lift me higher, everytime you tell me those three words, those 8 letters. Words that I too took for granted, at one point. I know I have said the wrong things. I know that from time to time my body language translates arrogance in lieu of the warmth of love. It is induced subconsciously. I am never arrogant, when it comes to you.
I knew, or rather, I know. Because it is occurring. It doesn't skip a second. It doesn't skip a heartbeat. It doesn't betide whenever I demand. My feelings . . are occurring. This love .. . . is occurring. The branches of our happiness are held together by the roots of us. You know you make my world spin. You know you make me a better person each second. You know.
I need you, not because I need someone to love. Not because it's a necessity. I need you because, I love you. You are me. You made me the person I am. You taught me right from wrong.
And as I sit here, eyes barely able to open at 1 in the morning., I know you are awake. I know you are waiting to call me. I know I want to end my day to the sound of your voice. I know.
And
I love you, Lee Hou Ian.
I love you so much.
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| So, trials are over. No more late nights (and not the type I would prefer). Sleeeep. Downloading gossip girl as of now (CHUCK!). I am such a girl.
Skipped school yesterday and went over to Ian's in the morn. Planned to stay in and watch DVDs but we ran around running errands for Papa Lee instead. Collecting paychecks, kaching! I probably should've covered up my legs more. Walking into a corporate office looking like you're wearing underwear = bad. Not the kind of impression anyone would want to give. Heh heh. Went back to his place to chill, then went to OU to have SUUUUSSHIIIII. I love that sushi place (that random one outside MPH I think?). Shopped around. Got my diamontes! Watched Juno at his place. Ok, to be quite honest, it sucked big time. Seeeeriously. She's cute with that pregnant belly of hers but the movie was SUCH a drag and it was such a chore to retain my concentration. I didn't watch much of the movie. Shifted my attention to the cutie next to me. :) :)
Went to school today and Lit was postponed! Hurray me. Spent time in class with the classmates planning our post-grad gaiety. Grad is a month away, y'all. I haven't gotten a dress yet. I was thinking, something more conspicuous with hot heels. Cross Dressing came into the picture, though I think the school wouldn't be too fond of the idea. Got some Trial papers back. 90 for Maths. 86 for Moral. Not bad not bad.. My English marks were the biggest disappointment. It seemed so surreal (dramaaa). I was hoping Mr Chong was playing us. Nevertheless, I admit I should have worked harder. God I'm such a nerd.
Shit, I will miss highschool. The exuberant ambience in class. The warmth of having great people around you. I honestly don't give a shit if the other forms dont like us. We're stuck up, lanci, yea whatever. There are many misconceptions of the form fives. And it's not that
we're oblivious to it - we just couldn't be bothered to clear the air.
Save the drama for your mama.We don't have to please anyone. And if we were complete bitches to you, we don't like you. Simple as that. Deal with it.
On the (complete) contrary, I actually do like some of the younger ones. There are a handful of form fours and threes (that's as far as it goes, I'm sorry. the lower secondary kids are quite.. lacking .. hahah) that I enjoy being friendly to. If they made an effort to be nice, I will too. It's just the way things are. Normally.
YES ASHLEY YOU ARE ONE OF MY LOVED ONES HAHA.
You too, Jii Houuuuuuuuuu
8 weeks till SPM. Cant fucking WAIT to get it over with.
My sunshine <3
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| Been busy with SPM Trials. Have I mentioned the ICS English test that we all sat for? I'm so disappointed in that (yes it has been weeks but the discontentment still prevails). There goes the Distinction I've been aiming for. Gone within the matter of a second. Had no time to complete the paper. On an average, with all those empty answers, I would expect maybe.. a Participation certificate. Such contrast from the Distinction I obtained last year :(
OhmyGod I sound like a prissy bitch. I have come to my senses, and decided that it's the thought that counts (though I still don't know if it's of any relevance to the situation hahaha). Ok I'll stop babbling.
Ok so Trials.. We all want full marks for our EST objective because according to the good ol' man Mr Chong, NO ONE has managed to. The game is oonnnn haha.
So updates on life! Ian got a new car, and he's so dedicated to it. Hand washing.. Upgrading and whatnot. I want a car toooo. I cut my hair. The old fringe is back. God I'm so random. I love how my hairstylist does my WHOLE family's hair.
Gin and I made a feeble attempt at playing tennis. My arm hurt like a HO after ok. Gin, practice.
I need to like, get a bigger closet. Or clear my existing one. Out with the old, in with the new? The latter seems like the more logical thing to do. Still on the fence about selling it online though, too many people I know have tried to and failed! Will probably give it to charity, if it's modest enough to be accepted.
Meowww it has been such a chore to step out of the house (or class) in midday. The weather has been unpredictable.
I think I will revive my ~*social*~ life after Trials.
Or at least make an effort to.
ONE MORE MONTH TILL GRADUATION!
Our performance is AWESOME :)
just found something.. what's my sister doing there..
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