The test of courage comes when we are in the minority. The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority.
Purpur. 04.26.1989 23 year old. If you know me, I get the jitterbugs when you put me next to a stranger. I prefer tea to coffee, late nights to afternoons. I love cakes, chocolates and candies. I love overseas trips. I make sure I get my trips at least twice a year. I can't use chopsticks in the right way. I get bored of material things very easily. I contemplate at almost everything. I'm a major procrastinator. I get annoyed when I hear metals rubbing against each other. I rely on cabs too much. I love my boyfriend and gfs. I can sleep for more than 12 hours if you don't bomb me up. hah. I love nua-ing in my cosy bed. I'm mostly comfortable in my own skin, and I've never seen a need to conform to society or become the person you think I should be. I dress the way I deem fit, and I'll play this game the way I wanna play it. I live, I laugh, I love, I trip and I take chances. My love. I want the person who will pursue me, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, the person who brings out the best in me and makes me want to be a better person. He is my best friend, the only person who will drop everything to be with me at any time no matter what the circumstances; the person who makes me smile like no one else and when he smiles I know he needs me. I have found the person who want will want to show me off to the world when I am in sweats and a t-shirt, but appreciates it when I dress up for him. And most of all, have found the person who puts me at the center of his universe, because that's where I belong. Twitter Twitter Updates follow PURPUR on Twitter Exits Adel Boonkiat Eileen Jiaqi Jiayi Manrong Pearlyn Stella Vic Vivie Yileen Yun Yvonne Wishlist 2013 Celine Luggage Tote Miumiu Coffer Prada Nappa Gauffre BN1336 Chanel Maxi Jumbo The Past - Archives - May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 January 2011 July 2011 September 2011 October 2011 November 2011 December 2011 March 2012 January 2013	Sunday, July 5, 2009 me wants to go fishing leh !! friday was such a short yet eye-opening night w jim driving us out for prata near yishun. punggol after that and we went down for a walk at the park on that reclaimed land. it was so quiet down there, not a single soul except us. chilled and slacked. and then to Punggol Beach. many people down there though it's already in the wee hours; friends gathering, fishing etc. back home few hours later, cried like a baby. bathed and slept. maybe that’s just growing up. when you’re young, you tell yourself things like, “well, if it didn’t work out, it wasn’t meant to be” as if that actually meant something just because it sounds like it does. i think you can say something like that so blithely because you expect to stumble onto something else just as wonderful just around the next bend in the road. but people are rare, perfect, unique things and just because everyone really does live a life full of farewells doesn’t mean you shouldn’t at least realize what it really means to say goodbye to something that meant everything. Just because you will survive and get over it doesn’t mean you should let it go. “You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.”
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay