Kim: God, why do you make me less kind, warm, loving and beautiful than other girls?

God: For in your weakness, I am strong.

stupefy

theres an Hermione Granger in my Work and Family class.

every monday is a good day.

because it's Music Monday.

i'm the worst type around.

yet my Lord loves me.=)

mummy-daughter bonding

2 ladies, staring at one mac screen in a pitch-black room.

"mummy! look at what he is wearing! EEEEE!"

"EEEE!" we both exclaim.

"How can he dare coming out of the house dressed like that?" mummy complains.

we burst out into giggles.

This is a story about a boy who does not have my blog address.

He was fair, slightly chubby and geeky. He was artistic, a slacker and hilarious.

He burnt a cd for my birthday and gave it to me anonymously.

He heard me snoring on the phone late one night during one of our long phone chats after he came back from using the washroom.

He never asked me out. We were never together.

He moved on, to his longstanding crush of 5 years.

We did not talk for 2 years.

And then, he returned.

And we were close for a season, following a particularly difficult period of mine.

We had common interests - shopping, singing, eating, good music. We had a common past.

He baked me cookies. He fetched me around. He thought my bag looked cool and on that exclamation, insisted on carrying it for me.

He had a beaming smile and smiley eyes that shone almost 90% of the time. He walked in shuffling manner, with drooped shoulders. He was gentle and sometimes shy.

We shared alittle more with each other about the 2 years when we didn't talk. He sheepishly but honestly revealed to me some of the things he was more ashamed of doing and thinking. I can still remember what he said. I can still remember how he said these smiling a little and looking to the ground, not wanting to really look me in the eye.

and den, he left. or i left. thank God. He isn't Christian. He's now attached.

i loved the idea of him. but he's no longer what i'm looking for.

(((PS: To my 2 friends who knows who he is... SHHHH pls don't telllll!!!! )))

Korea taught me about slim toned bods.

Hong Kong taught me about flawless skin.

The Tan Family taught me about the joy of shopping till you're dropping.

Cheryl taught me about pretty nails.

God (through FF) taught me about Christ-centredness.

im a crybaby.

Bye friends. =) HONGKONG HERE I COME!!!

k dramas

once u start, u can't stop.

TERRIBLE.

janggeunseok's smile is to die for.

my real name is kimberly potter