It's the little imperfections, the sudden change in plans.
When i misread directions, lost but still we're holdin' hands
I live for little moments like that;

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Verapriscilla.
Email: verapriscilla@live.com
Birthday: 12th March'89
Faith Communist Baptist Church
Passion: Dance and Design


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Saturday, May 12, 2007,

hey its 11 pm now! after typing my blog i will be rushing my Mother's Day gift. goodness im seriously lacking of sleep; slept at 4 am. guess what; i found a long long lost friend in which i really miss!

Read On.
Possessive can be like a possession of certain items which u crave for, need or may be just a want at that point of moment. But its really superficial to describe it like that cause somehow, it can also be perceived like an internal sick illness.

the process of obtaining that particular thing or person u desire can be hard and tedious; it can be obtained willingly or forcefully.. against the will totally. but then again even if u cant achieve why indulge in this bad habit? We fear darkness.. we can choose to venture out only at night` It can subsequently decline into a hopeless addiction.

Sometimes ure just feeling heavy with deception, blinking back the tears..We have to learn of life's endurance` sternly despatching things that will hinder the world.."UpStill Living..u guys can do it man(:"
Take out that pummelling of determined fists..do not be in that entire despairing range..do u think is right and the rest will follow.. when u are at ur wits end, when people give u negative comments u dont wanna hear..and that very scream exasperation that had taken on the silky tones of sarcasm; damn. shoo away!

We, as humans, do the silliest things on earth. it can be humiliated in front of everyone as a mere kid; it can be losing of the face as it is irreparable; it can controlling but in vail, overflowing in torrent angry tears; there is a difference when it comes to perception..
Like a small child clutching a toy retrieved from the bully, u can be either defensive or learn from ur mistakes.. then the exhilaration gave way to sobering realisation.. it was kindness not love.. it was rush not forever.

For me..i wish to be that very girl who can give a smile even if its in the rain; be it how mercilessly the walted pelts on me.. i just want to feel that little security i give myself.. the simple feeling of feeling ur wet clothes clunged to your body..ur hair plastered to ur head.. just fling ur arms out and spin ur body against the beating water in a furious dance(:
Dont be scared by the next burst of thunder that will throw u all together and collapsing in a heap on the ground.


for that very girl who may be kinda stuck in that very situation; it aint ur fault. its no one's fault..Sometimes ure trapped in a vast wilderness, dark place that u kept tripping and falling. but think of it as a way to make u even stronger. time heals all wounds.. whereas that opposite party still have that teeny weeny bit of jealousy and hatred in her.. all u need is a spoonful of cheerfulness, a cup of forgiveness and a tiny bit of luck.. and TADA!!(: