as told by her.♥

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♥ brenda

Hello, my name is Brenda by birth. I really like dressin up. I love books and photography. I hate lizards, insects, things that slime or crawl.Neither do i like gore or violent films.

AM WATCHING MY LIFE FROM FIFTY FEET.

And nope, im not delusional.
~~not yet~~

screams

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

i miss you like fuck.

there is nothing i can do.

i did something that will remind me.

by the time BFF reads this, she will kill me.

yes bff, he is the reason.

**

i still have a hell load of sketching to do.

but i cannot bring myself to start doing it.

i cant even bring myself to start thinking about other stuffs.

its just you.

honey, kill me.

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"It's been a long time

Since we walked that aisle together

And you became my wife

And who would've thought

You would fall for someone just like me

For the best days of my life

I may not be a poet

Cause I ain't so good on words

I may not stand before you

Like a knight in shining armor

I may not be the best of singers

There's better guys I've heard

But I know how to love

I know how to love you well

You got your faults

And I don't need to tell you

I've got mine

Well I guess they all even out

Wherever I ride

The thought of you turns water into wine

And somehow I lose a crowd

I may not drive a fancy car

I don't know what it's for

I may not be the one

Who gets to shower you in diamonds

I may not be a rich man

But you can't call me poor

Cause I know how to love

I know how to love you well

As we skip the light Fandango

From that old jukebox by the bar

Now honey, don't it make you wonder

How we ever got this far

I may not be a poet

Cause I ain't got much to say

I may not stand before you

Like that knight in shining armor

I may not be the best of singers

Honey that's ok

Cause I know how to love

I know how to love

I know how to love You well"

i really still wish you were mine.

and i guess, this time round.you took my heart.

❤

She's that girl

The name 'Brenda' stands for 'sword', which I perceive as being linked to violence. But no, I don't see myself as a violent person. The most I do is curse and swear like a sailor, and perhaps punch a few pillows and kick a few walls. But I'd never lay a finger on people(or so i claim).

And also. according to bestf, i'll combust without guys.

To top that up, you will have not problem trying to spot me along the streets.With my not-exactly-very-toned-down hair, and my shorts,yes, Singapore's way to hot to be in jeans.

Personality wise, I'm close to being crazy. I drive people nuts when the inner bitch release.So in short,you can either say that I brighten up your life, or that I drive you up the wall. It can only be one way or the other. No in-betweens.

Basically, I have a problem with authority.I never liked being told what to do and when told not to do something, all the more i'd do it-just to annoy the person (like,duh.)

Yours truly,do not believe in rules-strapped life, strongly thinks that life should be lived the way you want to and no compromises made.Of course minus the reality chunk.Partying is like a hobbie to me, just like how stamp collecting is to other, but partying is much more fun! Not only does it allows me to meet interesting personas of all kind and yes, grooving to the music is a great workout- keeps me very much in shape.My girls are the bestest people to club with,ever

In case you failed to figure, my girls are one of the greatest thing that happened to me in life.Friends are a whole big deal in my life, plays a huge part in major break-ups and events.By and by, i love them to bits and they know it.

I have the tendancy to forget what i want to say mid-sentence,so just let me finish.I'm not as dramatic as so ~~many~~ friends claimed.I hate crossing the roads, proudly proclaimed my love for whipcreme,icecreams and cakes. I can be completely bought over by sweet treats, Starbucks and surprises.Small details matters alot to me, a little gesture, a smile, and kids warms my heart.I love that warm fuzzy feeling i get when watch kids play. I'm not exactly the most random person you will find around and am totally,erm, not a bimbo.

Meanwhile, please make do with the photos untill i get better ones.