Friday, January 02, 2004
Stole this from Xiu's blog
Your name*: YO-LAN-DA!
*Your age: 18
Your *favorite color: that's tough... silver? or white or black or blue.. haha
Your least *favorite color: grey...green
Pets*: bring the 's' before the 't' and i'll have one pest at home
S*ibilings: one bro
Name(s)*: philbert aka manybird aka the pest i have at home
Best*Friend(s): no one but i ahve tonnes of good frens though
Your* Grade Level: just completed As
Your School*: dodo sch njc
*Screen-name most used: err toss up between woodies, greenleaf(haha!) and eeY0re
Eye *color: brown/black watever
Ha*ir color: copper? i dunno! right out of a tube!
A word that describes you*: B-I-T-C-H
One person you can ALWAYS count on*: me myself and i?
*Your hero/heroin: i dunno.. but if u mean prince charming then i've got a few! haha
True love*: now we're talking! haha... anyway i think the qns should read
true loveS haha come lets see.. markie andy kimi lee legolas blah blah blah.. and the list goes on and on and on! lol!
Best* online *friend: pat i guess... she's one of my oldest online frens(gosh when did we start knowing each other!) whom i still keep in touch with... maybe pete too oh well!
Favorite Food**: oh dear this is tough... chocolates? basically anything ncie and edible
**Favorite Place to be: anywhere away from sg with tonnes of cute guys! haha nah... i like Aus... Korea is good btu i wouldnt wanna stay ther cos its way too cold.. oh but me and Tar would agree on IRELAND! haha actually i think she would go for NZ instead.. oh well...
Favorite* number: 13!! lucky 13!
Last question O.o
Are you BORED?!: why do u think i'm doing this!
found a pot of gold@ 05:06
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
