Miss Angelina
i'm 17 this year, a Roman Catholic, a pianist, musician & composer , loves my family, the beach, gymming, reading, my online business An Angelina,
out-of-this-world laughters,
seeing the people around me happy, sunshine, carousels, design.
I'm not your average woman
I can be contacted at sunkissed--@hotmail.com.

To reader :
This blog is actually my personal space, my place to piece my thoughts. Any critiques and other a,kfuhkajhksbv is purely coincidental or written with absolutely no intention in hurting anyone or anything. I do not want to restrict myself to write only 'nice looking' stuff that pleases everyone. No, I'm not a hypocrite. However, do not use this blog to judge me. I write this with my heart, and not my mind. But it is my heart, mind and soul that makes who I am, thus. With this, grab a cup of iced milk tea, and enjoy the little precious moments of my life. After all, this blog is An Angelina, and it's just me.

An Angelina
Four Nurture '06
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  • Prelims are over.My eyes are dropping out and poop...
  • Hey sunshine,I really admire all the people who bl...
  • Hey sunshine,I know I should be studying right now...
  • Hey sunshine,1) I'm having a migraine. For those o...
  • Hey sunshine,It seems I'm clamming up into my own ...
  • Hey sunshine,Sorry for the lack of posts, I wasn't...
  • hey sunshine, (:Sorry for the late update but anyw...
  • Sunshine,That picture, that scene, black and white...
  • Sunshine,I love observing people, looking at them,...




  • Credits
    shikin
    Saturday, November 25, 2006


    Honestly, I've came to this page almost everyday with a want to type out something.
    I often stop after "hey sunshine" because I'm lost at what to write.
    Perhaps it's because I've been spending too much time contemplating whether I should write out some things that are meant to be kept to myself.
    That said, I probably should.


    In any case, I wont be updating that often anymore, because this blog is becoming too plastic for me, and it starkly reminds me of who I'm becoming, because I'm losing the people whom I can be myself around.

    It's funny how many people mould my definition for friends. This post is getting too negative for my liking. Perhaps I need a rest, I just want to be alone, go gymming, read a book, be the independent me.

    I asked someone this question 8 years ago , do you have a friend you can call at 4a.m. to cry to, to tell a random joke with or just be yourself around without getting judged?

    I dont. And I sickly need a friend now.


    the time is 4:00 AM