"But i reckon my desire to b in a relationship to b worth nothing to me for what matters now is my studies, family & service. I just want to complete the mission that the Lord Jesus Christ started. That s to proclaim the good news of the grace of God."
NAME: Sarah Kailyn Lim.
E-ADD: sarahkailyn@yahoo.com, sarahkailyn@hotmail.com.
AGE: Just turned 20 last January 3.
AKA: SARAHKAILYN.
DETAILS: A CFC YOUTH FOR CHRIST (YFC)! Fanatic of anime. DRAMA addict esp. Jdorama.
HOBBIES: drawing anime, eating a lot, sleeping, adventures, YFC mission trips! i love computers and internet haha!
I'm so blessed by God. I LOVE GOD! :) I love LIFE. :D
Today, because it started to rain
breaking my promise, I was at home, mmm.
Sorry, it's not that I hate you.
I don't know why I wanted to do that.
I tried decorating with a single blossom
which a tear-like drop quietly trickled down.
I'm glad I'm not a red poppy;
I don't feel like blooming innocently.
That insignificant flower is like me.
Silently, I pray alone.
You know, when we join both hands,
it's selfish to think of God, mmm.
But, he should explain to me
at least the reason for this mistery.
If I were reborn as a flower,
I'd prefer canary yellow petals.
Being a red poppy up on the hill,
I'd gaze at the wind and chat.
Leaving my sign that day to the stars,
like a child, I want to bloom.
I'm glad I'm not a red poppy;
I don't feel like blooming innocently.
That insignifcant flower is like me.
Silently, I pray alone.
hi sar muzta na? you know what naka move on na naman ako kay gin give up ko na ang pagcrush sa isa yfc member hehehehehe good for my mind and im so excited cause malapit na yung x-mas halong pirme and god bless and thnx for being a friend
breaking my promise, I was at home, mmm.
Sorry, it's not that I hate you.
I don't know why I wanted to do that.
I tried decorating with a single blossom
which a tear-like drop quietly trickled down.
I'm glad I'm not a red poppy;
I don't feel like blooming innocently.
That insignificant flower is like me.
Silently, I pray alone.
You know, when we join both hands,
it's selfish to think of God, mmm.
But, he should explain to me
at least the reason for this mistery.
If I were reborn as a flower,
I'd prefer canary yellow petals.
Being a red poppy up on the hill,
I'd gaze at the wind and chat.
Leaving my sign that day to the stars,
like a child, I want to bloom.
I'm glad I'm not a red poppy;
I don't feel like blooming innocently.
That insignifcant flower is like me.
Silently, I pray alone.
¿Cómo está usted?
Su multa le agradece.=) LOL