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Like ordinary, no one takes notice kind of ordinary...just simply ordinary. Like an object in a PowerPoint slide, one click and I'm sent backwards fading into the background. Like anyone other then my group members would ever notice me in camp, events, parties let alone remember. I enjoy simplicity but this is plain and ordinary.like a painting that no one looks at or takes notice. significantly insignificant...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Noting down a few things that I heart:</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I heart the midnight air</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart strolling in California's cool weather</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart strolling in Victoria's cool weather</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart how the sky looks during twilight </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart weathers that need you to wear a jacket but does not make you shiver when you don't wear one</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I heart long, breezy walks on beautiful beaches, listening to the lapping waves</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart seeing my cute little cousins running around happily in the playground with me looking after them</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart the quiet, peaceful night</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I heart romance books and movies with happy endings that make you feel warm and fuzzy in </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the heart making you wish you had your own once upon a time and happily ever after.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Something is missing, where is the hand for a girl to hold when strolling through perfect weather and at the beaches, where is the shoulder for a girl to lie on, where are the X's and the O's. Where is the arms that can cradle a girl to sleep with a smile of bliss on her face.but </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">no, I'm not looking out for one cause I'm effing tired of wanting the person while the person doesn't want me, tired of noticing someone but failing to catch the person's eye. and I don't even know if I can even do commitment at all.Screw that.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Sigh people always think the grass is always greener everywhere else except where they are.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />OMFG i think I just typed out emo-ded sentances.zzz-.- moving away from that. We had our last kayaking lesson today. Maybe i'll miss kayaking haha. Maybe just maybe. I dropped the kayak on my big toe bone, hurts like hell along with my butt bone that i accidently hit as well.ouch.</span>I'm so lousy i needed someone to pull me back when we were out to further seas. And my arms ache and I think i still feel the motion of the waves even when I'm on land.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My hands are burnt too..now my bod has unmatching shades all over=[</span><br /><br />I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale<br />I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,<br />Lead her up the stairwell<br />This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbgV6UNzwRveG5dOF-h-HdesgsWsh3tSwMcI2XRt6kKFJmSxPuAo7Rhhf1eojDYNs6Dg_ftQ5zCKvwAqPmovJLXsrrcfh1OrB0hs5L-TvVChzYKpGeizpY2mRQrtq51JqZyCuI8ndN03k/s1600-h/NY119~Eternal-Kiss-Posters.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbgV6UNzwRveG5dOF-h-HdesgsWsh3tSwMcI2XRt6kKFJmSxPuAo7Rhhf1eojDYNs6Dg_ftQ5zCKvwAqPmovJLXsrrcfh1OrB0hs5L-TvVChzYKpGeizpY2mRQrtq51JqZyCuI8ndN03k/s400/NY119~Eternal-Kiss-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292250602701351666" border="0" /></a><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div> </div> </td> <td valign="top" width="100"> <div align="center"> <div class="userpic"> <img src=http://i549.photobucket.com/albums/ii377/faythel_2009/heartcookies3.jpg></div> </div> </td> </tr> </table> </div> <td id="entries" style="display: none;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"> <tr> <td valign="top" width="680"> <div style="padding: 0px;"> <span class="header1">Saturday, January 17, 2009 @ 7:06 PM</span><br/> <span class="header2">Extraordinarily Ordinary.</span><br/><br/> <div style="clear:both;"></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sometimes I feel so effing ordinary. Like ordinary, no one takes notice kind of ordinary...just simply ordinary. Like an object in a PowerPoint slide, one click and I'm sent backwards fading into the background. Like anyone other then my group members would ever notice me in camp, events, parties let alone remember. I enjoy simplicity but this is plain and ordinary.like a painting that no one looks at or takes notice. significantly insignificant...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Noting down a few things that I heart:</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I heart the midnight air</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart strolling in California's cool weather</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart strolling in Victoria's cool weather</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart how the sky looks during twilight </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart weathers that need you to wear a jacket but does not make you shiver when you don't wear one</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I heart long, breezy walks on beautiful beaches, listening to the lapping waves</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart seeing my cute little cousins running around happily in the playground with me looking after them</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />- I heart the quiet, peaceful night</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I heart romance books and movies with happy endings that make you feel warm and fuzzy in </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the heart making you wish you had your own once upon a time and happily ever after.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Something is missing, where is the hand for a girl to hold when strolling through perfect weather and at the beaches, where is the shoulder for a girl to lie on, where are the X's and the O's. Where is the arms that can cradle a girl to sleep with a smile of bliss on her face.but </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">no, I'm not looking out for one cause I'm effing tired of wanting the person while the person doesn't want me, tired of noticing someone but failing to catch the person's eye. and I don't even know if I can even do commitment at all.Screw that.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Sigh people always think the grass is always greener everywhere else except where they are.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />OMFG i think I just typed out emo-ded sentances.zzz-.- moving away from that. We had our last kayaking lesson today. Maybe i'll miss kayaking haha. Maybe just maybe. I dropped the kayak on my big toe bone, hurts like hell along with my butt bone that i accidently hit as well.ouch.</span>I'm so lousy i needed someone to pull me back when we were out to further seas. And my arms ache and I think i still feel the motion of the waves even when I'm on land.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My hands are burnt too..now my bod has unmatching shades all over=[</span><br /><br />I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale<br />I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,<br />Lead her up the stairwell<br />This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbgV6UNzwRveG5dOF-h-HdesgsWsh3tSwMcI2XRt6kKFJmSxPuAo7Rhhf1eojDYNs6Dg_ftQ5zCKvwAqPmovJLXsrrcfh1OrB0hs5L-TvVChzYKpGeizpY2mRQrtq51JqZyCuI8ndN03k/s1600-h/NY119~Eternal-Kiss-Posters.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbgV6UNzwRveG5dOF-h-HdesgsWsh3tSwMcI2XRt6kKFJmSxPuAo7Rhhf1eojDYNs6Dg_ftQ5zCKvwAqPmovJLXsrrcfh1OrB0hs5L-TvVChzYKpGeizpY2mRQrtq51JqZyCuI8ndN03k/s400/NY119~Eternal-Kiss-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292250602701351666" border="0" /></a><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div> </div> </td> <td valign="top" width="100"> <div align="center"> <div class="userpic"> <img src="http://i549.photobucket.com/albums/ii377/faythel_2009/heartcookies3.jpg"></div> </div> </td> </tr> </table> </td> <td id="archives" style="display: none;"> <div class="header1">archives</div> <div class="header2">let's take a walk down memory lane.</div> <br/> <b>By post:</b> <br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/saving-economy.html">Saving the Economy</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/decadent-delights.html">Decadent Delights</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/sk8.html">SK8</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/insatiable.html">Insatiable</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/perpetual.html">Perpetual</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-it-comes-together.html">The More We Get Together..Together..</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/twilight.html">Twilight</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009s-birthday.html">2009's Birthday</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/12/left-my-heart-in-b.html">Left My Heart in B</a><br/> <a href="http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/12/sillybration.html">Sillybration</a><br/> <br/> <b>By month:</b> <br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/08/'>August 2008</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/09/'>September 2008</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/10/'>October 2008</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/11/'>November 2008</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2008/12/'>December 2008</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/01/'>January 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/02/'>February 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/03/'>March 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/04/'>April 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/05/'>May 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/06/'>June 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/07/'>July 2009</a><br/> <a href='http://jemappelle-celine.blogspot.com/2009/08/'>August 2009</a><br/> </td> <td id="affiliates" style="display: none;"> <div class="header1">affiliates♥</div> <div class="header2">too lazy to link people atm just cool sites=x.</div> <br/> <div style="text-align: left;"><iframe src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/browse.sets?.mid=embed-gridv-639725&_out=embed&display=gridv&displayOptions=%7B%22withBy%22%3A0%7D&size=m&uid=639725" style="display: block;" scrolling="no" width="162" frameborder="no" height="162"></iframe><a target="_blank" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed-find-639725&id=639725" style="border: 0pt none ; 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