Of Beauty.

Photographer being photographed.
Rushing tides
Nature's wonders
Endless cycles
Innocence, laughter, happiness
Return to childhood
Times with neither care nor troubles
Ignorance is bliss.











A scorching day, with the sweltering sun inducing beads of sweat. Light breeze in your face and hair. Clear blue skies, yellow-green palm trees, waves rushing to shore, couple of friends, silly games. The only reason I'd wake up, and not sleep through all of daylight.

She walks in beauty
George Gordon Byron

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!





I finally looked it up after all these years. Mystery solved? Maybe. I doubt I'll ever ask anyway.

I miss.

Sry i din reply angeline, was just playing games all e way.. din check any other online stuff.. =/ Hope u had a great birthday tho!!! =)))


Xinds- i got some pictures i took JUST FOR YOU! heh. hope u like them.. i'll upload and send to u soon. =)

Gin- we're on newman.

Sheryl- date me.



I hate men who can't accept that some women can actually out-smart them/ give good advice Why can't you swallow your ego? Why can't you realise that these women are genuinely trying to help out of concern, and not deflating your ego, or minimising your worth in any way?


I hate men who shout before they know anything, who shut you out when you need support most.


I lost someone who really meant the world to me. He just disappeared without a word, i don't know where to find him. This is a public appeal: Come back please. I miss you.