Showing posts with label motive force. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motive force. Show all posts
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
372 days ago...
...I met a young fellow named Tim Claridge at a party.*
365 days ago we had our first date.
We met at Starbucks at Waterfront stn.
We ate at Guu on Robson and Thurlow.
We walked down to English Bay and
by then we had already kissed (see party*)
so yes, we also kissed on the first date.
Me: "Are you done with that gum?"
Tim: "Why..?"
Me: "'Cause I wanna kiss you already."
Hahahaha how did I get so smooth...*sigh*
And as they say...the rest is history.

This is us the morning after his Grad after party
asleep in the back of Mike's car
Happy 1 Year Anniversary, darling
xXo
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
LADY DIA'S "B TRU" CONTEST
HEY HEY HEY!
So Cam from Matchstick emailed me and asked me if I'd like to participate in a lil somethin-somethin. Matchstick asked all of us Ambassadors of Cute if we would like to hold contests on our websties, with the prize being a Harajuku Lovers Fragrence Prize Pack! It'll happen around May-June, and I've got a rough idea of what I'm going to do. I won't tell ya yet though! Stay tuned for deets!
:)
So Cam from Matchstick emailed me and asked me if I'd like to participate in a lil somethin-somethin. Matchstick asked all of us Ambassadors of Cute if we would like to hold contests on our websties, with the prize being a Harajuku Lovers Fragrence Prize Pack! It'll happen around May-June, and I've got a rough idea of what I'm going to do. I won't tell ya yet though! Stay tuned for deets!
:)
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Monday, March 30, 2009
WRITER'S BLOCK OFFICIALLY REMOVED! THANKS TO MY THERAPIST
Been writing a lot to get that angst outta me. Been writing cheesy, romantic stuff too.
But this here is a poem about everyone that's taken advantage of me. Some of these people have been my own friends, my own family *ahem*, and some were just complete fakes who I mistook as friends. Maybe you can relate to this, maybe not. Either way, here's my shit.
(work in progress - began March 17)
One fine day
You turn sweet on me
I have missed you
Where did you go
Why do you only come
When the reward is right
How do you change
Your colours so fast
I can’t keep up
I’m still trying to get up off my knees
You’ve gone away again
But my wounds remain
I tried to change to make you happy
But you’re only sweet when you want to be
I have missed you so
Why do you come and go
Why can’t you stay If you love me
Say you love me
Why do you only come
When the reward is right
You can’t leave me in the dark anymore
I won’t hide with the dirty laundry
I will be fresh and pure without you
I’ll be okay without the sweet and sour
Maybe I’m asking for too much
But what you’re giving is not enough
I hate leaving with this sour taste in my mouth
I’ve missed you so
But you need to go away for good
The price is much too high for you
And I can’t give you anymore than I should now
But this here is a poem about everyone that's taken advantage of me. Some of these people have been my own friends, my own family *ahem*, and some were just complete fakes who I mistook as friends. Maybe you can relate to this, maybe not. Either way, here's my shit.
(work in progress - began March 17)
One fine day
You turn sweet on me
I have missed you
Where did you go
Why do you only come
When the reward is right
How do you change
Your colours so fast
I can’t keep up
I’m still trying to get up off my knees
You’ve gone away again
But my wounds remain
I tried to change to make you happy
But you’re only sweet when you want to be
I have missed you so
Why do you come and go
Why can’t you stay If you love me
Say you love me
Why do you only come
When the reward is right
You can’t leave me in the dark anymore
I won’t hide with the dirty laundry
I will be fresh and pure without you
I’ll be okay without the sweet and sour
Maybe I’m asking for too much
But what you’re giving is not enough
I hate leaving with this sour taste in my mouth
I’ve missed you so
But you need to go away for good
The price is much too high for you
And I can’t give you anymore than I should now
*Am currently working on the music. Hopefully I can make this into a really emotional song. :) hahaha
Xx
Xx
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Sunday, January 4, 2009
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