what is ugly to you?
Monday, March 21, 2011
"A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of you face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely."
Roald Dahl - The Twits.so think beautiful fellow Homo sapiens for we are created equally.
love ♥
Posted by CoNnie at 11:55 AM 0 Diagnosis Made
Labels: Dear Diary
kitty kat.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
everybody know i'm a dog person. but this kitty cat is just so hard to resist.
Posted by CoNnie at 10:20 PM 0 Diagnosis Made
Labels: Crazy talk, EXAM
pout baby, pout.
Friday, March 18, 2011
i do believe the reason people got misled into thinking i'm getting skinnier by the day as oppose of the unfortunate ugly truth is because of, for no reason my lips are getting how should i say this, getting poutier (pouty-er? does such word even exist? anyway, you catch my drift) by the day and ended up distorting the face : lip ratio hence lead to the aforementioned deceit.
but of course me being a girl would of course never pass up on such a rare complement XD and i guess the current trends of donning 2 size bigger than your actual clothing size a la the Olsen twin is helpful in maintaining that deceit and of course concealing everybody's worst enemy = the love handle.
le sigh.
but baby seriously in such state of nothing-to-be-happy-about study week, it's good to know being a pouty sourpuss is not all that bad.
my, my i do tend to ramble nonsense when i'm not suppose to.
right,study week! le sigh.
time to take a nosedive into the my sea of notes.
toodles.
Posted by CoNnie at 4:44 PM 3 Diagnosis Made
Labels: EXAM, When randomness attack
juggling matter
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
"...take these broken wings and learn to flyyou were only waiting for this moment to arisetake this sunken eyes and learn to seeBlackbird fly..."
bits and pieces of the lyric from The Beatles, Blackbird Fly.
not the most motivational quotes out there but it works for me.
okay time to go back juggling 32981407591658916017 stuffs i have on my hands and try hard not to drop dead trying.
toodles.
Posted by CoNnie at 1:25 PM 0 Diagnosis Made
Labels: When randomness attack