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Wednesday, 19 March 2008

Just to take some things off my back :P

Tuesday, 23 May 2006

*lav u pipay* hahahahaha...

" the perfect man is gentle, never cruel or mean

he has a beautiful smile and keeps his face clean

the perfect man likes children and will raise them by your side,

he will be a good father and husband.

the perfect man loves cooking, cleaning and vacuuming

he'll do anything in his power to convey his feelings of love to you

the perfect man is sweet, writing poetry from your name

he's a best friend to your mother and kisses away your pain

he never has made you cry or batter you in anyway...

to hell with this poem, the perfect man is gay"
Currently Listening
Where You Want To Be
By Taking Back Sunday
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another boring day

phew..another boring day at home...most of my friends have started with school already. i haven't quite had the feeling of being in "college"...im still almost a month away from my first day in my new school (ADMU woohoo!!! ) i guess im excited in some way -- not having much of a routine in school like we've all had in high school...having to drive by myself to school everyday...having more time to do the things i like (i think so...) all im sure of is that a lot of things are going to change - new friends, new teachers, new almost everything PLUS adding something sad that's about to happen (which most of my friends know of), a lot of things will really change for me in the years to come...good but mostly sad still, i try to dwell on the good side of things...hoping that everything is gonna happen for the best...although keeping a positive outlook hasn't been helping me much lately. the feeling that the end of something special in my life is nearing hasn't been allowing me to smile that much.

Tuesday, 17 January 2006

i wish. . .

i wish that the time i have with you

would find no end, so that i would have no reason to leave

had it been sooner that i found out about what is to happen,

i would've took every minute and put it in a bottle. . .

just watching it float forever, no limit, no escape. . .

i wish i had known that i was in a place that i so often dreamed of

i shouldn't have looked any place else

for i just wasted time

thinking that i had a lot

only to find out that the clock is already taking its toll on me.

i wish i knew, that every minute that passes

just brings me closer to the day that i lose you

now that change will again take its course,

i wish i could find a way to stay here

just here. . .

so that i could make all my dreams come true

-=anonymous=-

Friday, 30 December 2005

BEST DECEPTIONS

I heard about your trip
I heard about your souveniers
I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and the cool guys
That you spent them with
I guess I should have heard of them from you
I guess I should have heard of them from you

Well don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over?
And all the "Best Deceptions" and the "Clever Cover Story" awards
Go to you
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I'll let you
You will be back some day
And this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips
Will be of service
To giving you away

I heard about your regrets
I heard that you were feeling sorry
I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us
Well, I guess I should have heard of that from you
I guess I should have heard of that from you

Well don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over?
And all the "Best Deceptions" and the "Clever Cover Story" awards
Go to you
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let you
You will be back someday
And this awkward kiss that screams of other people's lips
Will be of service to giving you away
To giving you away

I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers
I'll be all right when my hands get warm
Ignoring the phone, I'd rather say nothing
I'd rather you'd never heard my voice

You're calling too late, too late to be gracious
And you do not warrant long good-byes
You're calling too late
You're calling too late
You're calling too late