Fleur De Lis

I adore thee Mother Mary
But would you change me back to a witch
And let me live in the arms of a sorry old elm
Give the gypsy moths a realm of their own
For a postman's fee would I work for Thee
A billion blue eggs of eternity
And in no time you'd have your own Sea
Don't just stare
I mean it, really
Hear my prayer
I give it freely
Are you there Fleur-de-Lis?
- Richard Shindell (On a Sea of Fleur-de-Lis)

ready. set. go.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

alright..

this blog is created for my ICD assignment.
i am supposed to create my own blogskin.
goodness knows why i am so lazy to work on it, but yea if i never start on it, i'll never do it.
so here we go..

the-fourletterword.
why did i choose that name? hm, no particular reason. it just suddenly popped on my brain and i typed and it's apparently available. so, there it is.
looking from another side, fourletterword could be literally translated into hate, pain, hurt, tear and lust. and yet, it would also mean love, one strong fourletterword that beats the rest (: awesome, no?

7:10 AM

The Girl

Alga.
Singapore Polytechnic.
Diploma in Info-Communication Technology.

likes.
Caramel.
Beaches.
Long bus rides.
Sakae sushi.
Taking flights home.

hates.
People who suck up.
Annoyance.
Eggtart.
Avocado.
Waking up for 8am class.

loves.
God.
Mom, Dad, Arda, Veren.
The Girls.
Dillon.