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蓝色拼图: im still ALIVE
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Friday, June 4, 2010. Today is the day.de day i submit de very last assignment for dis semester. Somarathon assignments end today. No more relying on caffeine to stay awake.(at least 4 now . No more goin 2 uni in de morning n cum back 'early' in de morning. I can finally sit down in front of my lab top. Not doin assignments.but fb n read blogs n update my blog. It's not end of de sem yet. 1 more presentation to go dis sun. 2 final exams to go.which is lik 2 weeks from now? I dun wana worry 4 finals yet.
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Illusive Illusion | Transylvanian Wonderland
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April 11, 2011 at 11:21 PM ( Poetry. 11th April; Entry no. 9. Ilyssa is incredibly impossibly insane,. Ingesting ill-adviced inimical ibogaine,. Ilyssa’s infelicitous iatrogenesis,. Impeded Ilyssa’s intellectual intelligence. Ilyssa’s inimitable insanity,. Introduced impugning idiotic insults,. Ignoring inveigling indignant individuals,. Ilyssa’s ibogaine intake increases immensely. Injurious input, ill-conceived impressions,. Ill-natured individuals insult insensitively. April 12, 2011 at 12:35 AM.
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Heartfelt Hymn | Transylvanian Wonderland
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April 9, 2011 at 8:02 AM ( Poetry. 9th April; Entry no. 8. A poem – From a boy to his mysterious girl …. I saw a butterfly today,. Fluttering beautifully past my way,. Its wings so bright and colorful,. There I stood; my gaze ever so faithful,. It flitted and rested on a blue rose petal,. Its mysterious paucity wouldn’t let me settle,. I know my actions would be impossible,. For capturing this is simply inevitable,. Many predators are now glimpsing her way,. Gaze any longer and I shall slay,. 5) To make ...
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April | 2011 | Transylvanian Wonderland
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Je t’aime, James. April 12, 2011 at 11:54 PM ( Fiction. 12th April; Entry no. 10. A single rose petal falls, stopping her in mid-step. She stares down at it in awe, wondering how it came about. She bends to pick it up, a perfectly smooth blood red petal, tickling her nostrils as she inhales the sweet scent. He kept his gaze with every steady pace, trying to send an encrypted message only she can decipher. Memories of her lost love came to mind, bringing a tear trickling down her facial line. She ...After...
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Dainty Dimunitive Darielle | Transylvanian Wonderland
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April 5, 2011 at 11:50 PM ( Fiction. 5th April – Entry no.4. A little something something. What’s to like and what’s not to like? She led a bitter life; never having the chance to wear new pretty clothes, always admiring other carefree pretty girls her age from afar. But who could blame her for being a bitter girl? The innocence of childhood that she was entitled to was being robbed away by the family’s poor financial standing, allowing her only a sacred imagination which is wild at heart and mind. Said ...
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Transylvanian Wonderland | Life is the sweetest misery there is | Page 2
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March 31, 2011 at 11:43 AM ( Rambles. So April is apparently the month to be read or misread. It is also a time to exercise those lazily stiff fingers and start type typing away till the last flicker of candle dies out in the wee hours of the morning. If you are so hyped up about writing and think that this may deem too good to be true, fear not my virtual literature buddies. Fear not, for it is not an April Fool’s prank. The Next Big Author. March 19, 2011 at 2:32 AM ( Rambles. Basically it is a competi...
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Ghastly Gallivanting | Transylvanian Wonderland
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April 8, 2011 at 8:29 AM ( Rambles. 8th April; Entry no. 7. Out of darkness and into light,. This is where my journey lies. I feel afraid, I feel alone,. Wishing I could turn back home. Something’s jolting me onwards,. Filling my head with words,. I want to scream and say. But I can’t …. With this weakness that’s engulfing me. I see people, I hear voices,. It is a wonder …. I start to ponder. Is it misery … is it pain …. Is it peace or is it love? Images flashed through in sight,. April 9, 2011 at 4:25 AM.
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蓝色拼图: March 2010
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Thursday, March 25, 2010. 8220;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking. It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trust, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”. Wednesday, March 17, 2010. 从今天起,现在起,这一刻开始.是个新的开始. 不会有人唠叨我说.不要太夜才洗澡,洗头.不要翘课. Nothing is PERMANENT, except CHANGE". Tuesday, March 16, 2010. These exper...
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Candlewick Curator | Transylvanian Wonderland
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April 4, 2011 at 8:11 PM ( Fiction. 4th April – Entry No.3. A gust of wind howls through the street, sending shivers all around as houses creak in fear of the wind. It is a night like any other. A night of the ordinary for all villagers. All except for one boy. A clueless boy who is now walking up the cobbled path, cloaked in torn brown rags, holding nothing but a white candle stuck onto a rusty old candelabra. Tonight… he thinks, tonight is strange. Just as that thought slips his mind, he sees a shadow ...
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