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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archives
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  • The beautiful chalk drawing on the pavement by an...
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  • Would you be the one who'd let me be your sunshine...
  • Call me bimbo, sunshine. What's not to love about...
  • Pei yen, Ivy, EI, Angel, Aishah, Elisse, Yi min, M...
  • HAPPY "GET LOTS OF CHOCOLATES AND SWEETS AND GET F...
  • I'm pretty tired, and I can say that I'm content w...
  • Hi sunshine, I've had two thousand things on my mi...
  • raahhh (:So I had the worst migraine ever today, h...




  • Credits
    shikin
    Wednesday, March 07, 2007


    It's like being within a sea of people, yet you feel like you're alone.
    It's like the feeling of lost and pain only after the person leaves.
    It's like cheering as a team, yet you feel like you're shouting.
    It's like the feeling of trying to lean on someone, yet everyone walks away.
    It's like the hope of you tracing your gaze at my back, yet you barely look my way.
    It's like trying to be strong within your presence, only to watch the wind catch my tears.
    It's like hugging you for the last time, letting you be carried away by fate.
    It's the feeling of you being in my arms, yet you're two million miles away.
    It's the yearning of you to come back once more, yet I'm aware of the odds.
    It's like loving one softly, yet you're screaming within.
    It's like the feeling of compression, compression of sadness, so that I can let you go.

    It's like this, It's like that.
    It's like today, it's like yesterday, and so will tomorrow.


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