12/03/2010
Friday.
Last day of School.
A really boring day.
Boy, was I wrong.
Went to skul as usual ...
There was supposed to be the debate thing
But again it was postponed
oh w/e
school was boring...
perhimpunan was boring.
classes was boring.
recess was boring.
maths(the only one tcher who so rajin to come in) was boring..
maths was boring coz the topic itself was like easy..
And surani was like "saya ajar. kamu semua x dengar. nanti x faham topik ni."
or some nonsense la..
Me who wasnt listening at all to what she said..
Answered the questions with ease... LOL
coz it was just effing logical.. xD
Ohya. Shaffiq Siddiq. I know u guys just adore him.
He was being and idiot in class again.
He had the nerve to SAY MY NAME!
I was about to lash out on him, telling him:
"A lower digit iq and a wimpy idiot like him have no rights to even mention my name"
but i decided not to..
Last day of skul..
cut him some slack..
I'll bully him every other day..
Theres always the FB group... JOIn!!
Quadruple "S"
So, went home ady..
And watched Seun duk with mom little wile.
Then wen mom went to pic up onii..
I went to bathe..
taking my sweet time la
Coz washing my hair..
then wen i was done..
I heard the phone ringing..
And ran out to answer it..
Onii ask me to read the msg he sent me
And I read it:
"Soitiris is coming also"
BOOOM!
Soitiris.
Coming.
Here?!.
I'M NOT READY YET!!!!
I went to my room and quickly dressed up and tried to dry my hair..
I heard the car coming in the driveway(?)..
And i was like "DIE"!
Then my hair was somewad dry, i went out of my room to look for a comb..
xD
I hear his voice
wow..
u gotta agree foreigners' voice are always awesome.. :)
After, many in and outs from my room...
I plucked up the courage to go down..
[anne's fault.. im writing long long]
He was wearing red. His hair was long behing him. He was talking to mom. I was like all smiles and trying to hide my laughter in the process. COming down wasnt easy. Then, mom was like "soitiris, meet my daughter, stephanie" and i was like NOO(screaming on the inside. Smiling outside. Walk up to him and he was like nice to meet you. *laugh*. Me: yeah. (very productive sentence). He: whats ur name again? .. me: Oh, Stephanie. He: :) nice to meet you, im soitiris... Me: Nice to meet you..
See what i mean of productive sentences. I feel pretty awesome rite now. Pretty awesome that if Virve had seen me, she would totally knock me in the head. Als would probably murder me for being shy.. xD.. then i went away...to the lappie.. Annie was on.. xD oh yes, the lovely person who made me to write in paragraphs.. :) So, was half chatting with her and half listening to his voice. Then mom like ask him to play the piano. And he wsa like esitatn at first saying he hasnt practise for a long long time. But he ended up on the piano chair anyways... And i went in2 the living room to listen to him play. It was wow. For someone who have no musical background at all cna play better than me, who have musical background + i learn piano.. LOL.
Then after a wile i went back to the computer. Then i type type enter. And he was playing the love song he composed. I fell instantly in love with it, the first time i heard it on onii's phone.. While this was a live show.. :) my heart beat.. :) LOL.. then i sat down on the bed and recorded him on video.. LOL.. shhh. Oh wadever. I hope he dont mind though. He look so happy on the piano. But i started to fell inferior(?), coz he played better than me.
Oh whatever.. Did i mention he's 18.. Which is ANNIE's age! LOL and he's GREEK-Filipino. :) He's taller than me. And just perfect .. LOl.. no hope la.. :P
Everytime he finish a piece he was playing, he'll look up, look at me, smiling. I'll be like smile back.. xD.. Heart beating faster. He was like refusing to get off the piano. It was like wow he say. xD. OHYA! the way he walau wey(orwhatever) is so cute! LOL.. Then, we played for him a song la.."As the deer" onii on the piano and im on the guitar. And me and mom singing.. So, weird.. I wonder wad he thought of my voice... heheheh.. then it was time to leave. His dad would be waiting for him in college and we wouldnt wanna be late. So, we went into the car to send him off. I hate to go out again to close the gate -.- LOL ..
Wen i went out, Soitiris was looking at me smiling.. LOL .. then wen i went in.. they were talking bout hair.. so, im guessing mine? lol.. [after that, mom told me he commented on my hair saying it was really long..LOL] .. Then we dropped him off in the college. He shook hands with us[who shakes hands??... xD] and said bye to us.. one too many time... LOl.. As we were going off , i look back and he was smiling.. He had a great time. I had a great time too.. :)
I'm done!
Finally..
Entering once again..
This is just to get annie irritated.
HOORAY!
:)
from my myspace: i will nvr forget the looks he gave me....the smile he flashed at me... the song he played on the piano... and the comments he said about me... :)
BYEBYE!
_sP_
ps: 2day as in the 13th.. i've watched GOS ep 11 and 12 ady.. YAY! :)
ESCAPEE
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♥
One Direction's Little Things
Written by Ed Sheeran & Fiona Bevan
Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me.
But bear this in mind, it was meant to be.
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me.
I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile.
You've never loved your stomach or your thighs.
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine.
But I'll love them endlessly.
You've been on my mind,
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do,
It's you,
Oh it's you,
They add up to.
I'm in love with you,
And all these little things.
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea,
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep.
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep,
Though it makes no sense to me.
I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape.
You never want to know how much you weigh.
You still have to squeeze into your jeans.
But,
You're perfect to me.
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do,
It's you,
Oh it's you,
They add up to.
I'm in love with you,
And all these little things.
You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you.
You'll never treat yourself right, darlin' but I want you to,
If I let you know, I'm here for you,
Maybe you'll love yourself,
Like I love you
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do,
It's you,
Oh it's you,
They add up to.
I'm in love with you,
And all these little things.
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do,
It's you,
Oh it's you,
They add up to.
I'm in love with you,
And all these little things.
Y O U T U B E L O V E
watch love replay!
:D
P R O F I L E
me myself and i :D
Her name is Stephanie.
This shall be her
These are the little things that make her world go round.
Vintage photographs. A good book. Fancy ribbons. Ice-blended cappucino. Pretty Ballet flats. Boots. Jackets with hoodies. Cardigans. Long Skirts. Poetry. Duets and harmonization. Simple Plan. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. Playing in a band. Strolling in the rain. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Milkshakes. The smell of grass. Singing by a campfire. Long conversations late at night. The forest. Watching live performances. Laughing at an inside joke. Laughing at yourself. Laughing so hard your stomach hurts. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Just plain laughing. Having someone tell you that you’re beautiful. Friends. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you. Being smiled at. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. Hugs. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. Playing with a new puppy. Sweet dreams. Languages. Tea. Presents. Making birthday cards. Watching the sunrise. Watching a sunset. Guitar Picks. Nicknames. Unique necklaces. Green and Silver. Abstract art. Holding hands with someone you care about. Song dedications. A text in the middle of the night, knowing that somebody misses you.
♥
N I N E T E E N
RANDOM FACTS
RANDOM FACTS
because i'm 19 years old, bitches!
ONE day, I am going to be a lawyer. TWO much of my time is spent on writing and lazing around. THREE s have really beautiful colours; Green and Brown. FOUR my birthday, I really love homemade stuff :) FIVE of my favourite poems are written by Emily Dickinson, Oscar Wilde and Lewis Carroll. SIX strings on my guitar, Ilfiare. <3 SEVEN words; I would never say goodbye to you. EIGHT is the most prettiest number ever :D NINE languages I would like to learn; japanese, korean, german, french, spanish, mandarin, finnish, latin and well, sign. TEN I said to myself sit down, sit down, you're rocking the boat~~! ELEVEN sounds like elven; beautiful creatures they are. TWELVE is really irritating to spell sometimes. THIRTEEN is the name of that character in 'House' and she's HOT FOURTEEN years ago, I was a kid. xD FIFTEEN of my favourite people: Family(4)+Wenx,Anne,Jeanette,Joes,Michele,Carol,Davedays,JosephVincent, ChesterSee,ColtonDixon,NayaRivera SIXTEEN was the age, I truly realised who were friends and who were not. SEVENTEEN years of love, happiness, fear, trust, and now I'm here. EIGHTEEN years I've spent finding the real me. NINETEEN and I'm finally me.
W I S H L I S T
So, you know what to get me
ONE. Cardigans
TWO. More ballet shoes
THREE. Boots!
FOUR. Necklaces
FIVE. A new guitar
SIX. A plane ticket
SEVEN. A double degree? :P
EIGHT. A masters
NINE. A PHD
TEN. More patience
ELEVEN. Faster internet
TWELVE. A sister :(
THIRTEEN. To lose weight =.=
FOURTEEN. Time
FIFTEEN. Philippe
SIXTEEN. No sickness
SEVENTEEN. A bouquet of flowers
EIGHTEEN. A song
NINETEEN. Making a change in the world
TWENTY. To be remembered :)
T A G B O A R D
yakkity yak yak
Here's one of my favourite poem.
"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—
I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
Written by: Emily Dickinson
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