Thursday, April 22, 2010

Bloom



flowers make me go fuzzy inside. but thats not the point here.
Mothers day is around the corner, and i just want to spread the word that i do take orders for bouquets and vase arrangements. your orders can be however specific you want. so dont be afraid to be too specific. as far as charges are concerned, i feel guilty if i charge more than the actual price, so you can be pretty sure youre not being ripped off. its just something i do because i like it. heres some pictures ^^






any enquiries can be sent to me via email: marc_tcy831991@hotmail.com

Thursday, March 4, 2010

maybe

i know what youre thinking : "Die already!"

okay im sorry i just couldnt help it.
and besides, third time's the lucky charm.
i dare you to not tell me that her umbrella is so many degrees cooler than Rihanna's?

and thats an ella to you my battered black sister.







Signed,
with love

its so good, i would DIE !

has been my fav for a long time now.
its time to share before it becomes mainstream like everything else.
all you fans of music i like (which is close to none) you are welcome.





The sky looks pissed
The wind talks back
My bones are shifting in my skin
And you, my love, are gone

My room feels wrong
The bed won't fit
I cannot seem to operate
And you, my love, are gone

So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore
And if you come around again
Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

I'll never say that I'll never love
But I don't say a lot of things
And you, my love, are gone

So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore
And if you come around again
Then I will take the chain from off the door

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

dilemma


its very typical of me to start the day with gloom and dejection. but thats just how i roll. ever since college there really hasnt been much going on, and now that the chinese new year has officially ended, i live day by day looking forward to meals and my alone time with the telly wee in the night. what desolate being am i for not wanting to leave home but only to crawl under the sheets and nap in the heat of the afternoon? until something is done, this should be going on for the next few months. months that i shall one day look back and deject myself with the solemn fact that these were times spent recklessly.

hence blog, you are step one to my recovery and reintroduction into the ideal world of a chirpy, skippy teenager.

however, now that the mood permits, lets add to the gloom and say "whats happening to the world?"



"3:34 a.m. -- A magnitude 8.8 earthquake strikes Chile while most people are sleeping " CNN

in the light of humour though, i bet the producers of "The Road" are kicking themselves at the nads. apart from the southern brawled cannibals, all of this couldve save them the huge cost of props. and to get away from this excess of depression which i might have just inflicted on you (whoever thats reading) consciously or not, i present you the Ingrid Michaelson, the lady whomwhich i would lay myself stark naked on a silver platter for to be toyed, experimented or consumed.



photos from CBS, video youtube-ed

Signed,

Yours Truly

a new camera and so more to come.

yes, i resurrect ye, failed blog of mine.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Sunday, November 15, 2009