Woke up in the morning and was supposed to follow dad to a discussion. Well, somehow I need to take reigns right? Maybe not the time yet 'cause he changed his mind and decided that I don't have to follow him anyways. Totally alright with it 'cause I didn't have to iron my long sleeved shirt xD
It's a drag I tell you.
Anyways, after lunch dad came home and we changed to go to Ikea & IPC. Badum badum, we reached :) Dad went to the roof to check on work and me, mom and mikael walked the whole Ikea. It's an awesome place, I tell ya. There's just so much idea for houses for my stories, got some sketches taken and went on my merry way. We then went over to IPC and there was a popular book sale going on.
*Screams on the inside*
Mika bought two wimpy kid books and I finally got that book I wanted. Okay I've wanted Alot of books but this is differente~. The book is Me and Mr Darcy by Alexandra Potter. I haven't gotten to it but I like her writing style. It really catches attention. Then we went to FAMOUS AMOS :) Lovely, I tell ya. Lovely :) Anyways, cutting the story short. Mika got new games in his PSP and I got new tank tops. we went for dinner in the steamboat place in IPC. OMG I missed the food. So yummy in my tummy
♥ I eaaat goood ♥
So, on the way home as we were driving in an irritating jam, a truck was driving beside us and this guy maybe about 20 years old or above, looked at me and smiled :) It's a little weird and creepy, I admit. But, it's nice. I like people who smile at strangers no matter what. It's a good courtesy and it makes people happy. I don't know what his intention was, whether it was for being polite reasons or because he thought I was cute or something (I wish) but it makes me think to myself: If it was for the latter, I'm actually not ugly. It would be a sort of reassurance, I guess. I am always feeling that I'm not pretty enough or I'm just going to die alone. But, little things like this assures me that maybe, just maybe, even if there are much prettier girls out there, someone would probably think I'm the most prettiest girl of them all. And it's a good thought to think about. I shouldn't be dreading or moaning or being moody. I should wait.
Patiently.
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
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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
Patiently
10:45 PM - Thursday, October 25, 2012
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