Can't quite grasp the little things that has been crawling up to my head.
Maybe it's the dwindling path.
Or maybe it's the twisting twigs that are always crossing its' way.
No one bothers how much she wish to be heard.
To be heard in a silent way.
May The Best Man Be Fill With Unconditional Joy.
You want to see me in the dark
Under the lights of shining star
I wonder if it’s my look or my presence itself
That’s makes you want to see me in the dark
Where shall I find the perfect device?
To make you want me want you to stay
To trigger the right things to say
When I am seeing you in the dark
I can’t quite grasp your features
The colour of your eyes
And the image of your smile
But that’s my faultTo only want to see you in the dark
Under the lights of shining star
I wonder if it’s my look or my presence itself
That’s makes you want to see me in the dark
Where shall I find the perfect device?
To make you want me want you to stay
To trigger the right things to say
When I am seeing you in the dark
I can’t quite grasp your features
The colour of your eyes
And the image of your smile
But that’s my faultTo only want to see you in the dark
I Have Long Come to the Conclusion That Life Isn't Fair.
A couple of slaps into reality has impaired my view on things in my life.
I can’t quite make up my mind on what to say, which fortunately doesn’t hit me very often.
It has palpably disturbed me that most columnists today ranged from “someone’s” children, a Harvard graduate, a mindless celebrity exposing the life of the rich and famous and even those who captured your priceless attention on the telly.
Fair enough?
I have always picture myself sitting in a half freezing cubicle looking up in the dictionary the meaning of ‘fair’.
I am sure by the time I turned 30, I will be still pondering on the thoughts that I have never felt fair.
Much to the generosity I have borrowed from unknown characters from my dream, I now realised that not only I am still crawling to get to that cubicle but I have successfully adhered myself to the ‘No planning’ ingredients to become who I want to be.
Who do you want to be?
I believe I know who I want to be.
In god's willing, in 10 years time, I hope I will still be the girl whose hair is all over the place(even in someone else's mouth!).
I still own the messy look since I was a toddler I believe.
Due to the popular beliefs that messy look will only be suitably applied if you are a homeless wreck or a mouthful of lies celebrity, those around me have managed to defeat me in the battle to be who I am.
I am comfortable behind this wreckage of hair strands.
Doesn't bother me an inch but it baffles me to find that half of those around me could find a time to take away a pinch of my self-esteem by saying 'you look ugly and messy like that'.
I must stress that I do feel special being disregard
I now solemnly vow to never resort to applying the mighty brush and powerful make up on me.
Bashful enough to come on board with me?
Oh Catherine.
'Is he from the north?'
'He doesn't smell!'
Pretty insulting for Alex I reckon.
Catherine makes late night telly exciting.
Hee.
It was a fair evening for me since The Reds shoved 4 goals to those uplifting egos spawned lads.
Quite delightful to see empty red seats.
I might as well pull off an evil laughter but unfortunetely I have 4 more works to be done.
:)
'He doesn't smell!'
Pretty insulting for Alex I reckon.
Catherine makes late night telly exciting.
Hee.
It was a fair evening for me since The Reds shoved 4 goals to those uplifting egos spawned lads.
Quite delightful to see empty red seats.
I might as well pull off an evil laughter but unfortunetely I have 4 more works to be done.
:)
Those Donkeys!
I gazed outside my window.
Not to see first loves picking up mistakes.
But to watch you being chased.
By your past.
By your conscience.
We were young when we first find shelter in the shadows.
Without any doubt, we had found our haven.
.You can never stare into my eyes.
To find neither deceit nor delight.
You were long gone before the sun could set you down.
Long before the shadows would find you.
I thought it was clever for you not too look back at me.
Look back at me looking at your past.
When we were young.
We Are the Host of Our Own Chat Show.
Obviously.
I don't know why they call it a Talk Show.
It's more of chatting than talking since half of the things that come out from their mouth are random stuffs.
Not that it matter but I am just curious about the naming system.
It has slightly beaten me since I am incompetant of finishing one of the movie that is currently on the hot scene now.
Okay it is 'The Reader'.
Believe it, I stopped after 15 minutes of it.
Too much unimportant scene. (You know what I mean).
I hate when directors slide in those shits in films.
:(
I don't know why they call it a Talk Show.
It's more of chatting than talking since half of the things that come out from their mouth are random stuffs.
Not that it matter but I am just curious about the naming system.
It has slightly beaten me since I am incompetant of finishing one of the movie that is currently on the hot scene now.
Okay it is 'The Reader'.
Believe it, I stopped after 15 minutes of it.
Too much unimportant scene. (You know what I mean).
I hate when directors slide in those shits in films.
:(
Inhale The Fumes While You're At it.
As fast as any ball, you can't beat me.
As tense as any waves, you can't crash me.
No lights can blind me.
No shadows can hide me.
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Bubble Wrapped Tounge
I reckon people should take those off their tounge.
Instead wrapped em with icy wits.
I enjoy the chilling feeling of the rains.
It is the only time where I could feel the nature.
Burn the olds, build the new
Replace the colour with your everlasting pride.
Shuts the mouth of those who sings to comfort
Comfort the grief to our greed
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Instead wrapped em with icy wits.
I enjoy the chilling feeling of the rains.
It is the only time where I could feel the nature.
Burn the olds, build the new
Replace the colour with your everlasting pride.
Shuts the mouth of those who sings to comfort
Comfort the grief to our greed
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The place where my mum first showed me those delicate hands was the place where you first took me to know you.
I wonder if you had known me before.
Whether you have been secretly tagging along with me as a child.
Were you the shadow or the ghost.
As no words are exchanging as I write this.
I conclude that you were just a bystander watching the fat lady screaming onto my ears.
I conclude that you were just a bystander watching the fat lady screaming onto my ears.
Green or brown.
I rather not choose
The Sound of Rickety Bones Kills Me
That is exactly what I would say if anyone else laughs at me for drinking milk.
‘Lady stops growing at the age of 18’.
Obviously but your girl will turns to dust if she stops drinking milk at the age of 18.
Women are more prone to osteoporosis.
You might think it is unfair but chill, men will most likely to be 6 feet under due to terrible relationship with potential psychopath.
Hmm, let’s not make me sound like a 90 years old lady living with 10 cats with an indispensable grudges over our facial haired counterparts.
It is a sweet victory since I got 9/10 for my Global Issues Test.
Well it’s not a perfect score but I am no where near the desire of being perfect.
If I am always on the perfect track, I must’ve become a lunatic.
For some reason I just have to say Lunatic.
Haha that was [anyway], my nick for Counter Strike (It’s Luna :) )
Too bad I have stopped playing [for a brief period of time, I hope], to ‘focus’ on my study.
I know I’ll get a ‘What a lie’ text afterwards for saying I am focusing on my study.
Yup, it is a good excuse.
Excuses are made to retain relationship.
Lies are made to break the relationship that is built upon excuses.
? No wonder I’m still typing things with no one beside me laughing at it.
Let see, half of my friends are in a year (or more) relationship.
Doesn’t that sound devastating?
I have yet to search for my need to be attached to someone.
I am 32 years behind the gold chain.
I’ll wait.
If it wasn't for the boy telling me he was broken, I would've shove him down.
I Bet She's Better Than That Damn Sleepng Beauty
My mum was watching sleeping beauty so I thought it would be fitting to credit the awful creation of fairy tale.
The only fairy tale that I actually enjoy is that Snow White and those Dwarves.
I had all 7 of them when I was a small child.
Then one by one, I gave it away.
Anyhow.
Have I confess my admiration to Ms. Claire Danes.
I start to paste her face to my brain after I watched her on 'I love You, I love You not'.
It was brilliant.
Romeo and Juliet?
Too cheesy and weird.
I never really liked Shakespears anyway.
To break you bubbles.
I never really like those famous poet.
They're a tad too known and praised.
I like some whom the public would consider famous and known.
Need not for me to state their names.
That would place me in the modern contemporary poetry reader.
That would place me with the others.
Yuck.
Swell :)
Graham Coxon
Jamie Bell
Alex Turner
Damon Albarn
Brett Anderson
Jarvis CockerProbably too much for the mind of an infant.
I place these amazing lads in no particular order.
An added information is that, second from last was my ultimate first crush.
WHAT!
He is charming right?
Married - check
Turned Gold - check
What a life.
:)
Time Has Come Again.
Free-spirited, stable bus rider and melancholic life witha vow to drive the dream foward.
Make sense?
The people around me would comprehend this.
A month and a half more to finish my Pre-Law course.
It has been a roller-coaster ride over the past few months.
Love some new people, while others are left to be in dislike.
I do miss Daniel.
Can't believe how 17 years has passed.
Me - Daniel.
It's not fun to not have the first person you utter words to with you anymore.
I miss how we both and 2 other funky girls making fn of each other.
Hmm.
Ironically, I have met few people that in one way or another resembles my childhood friends.
Then there's Bam Bam(KT).
She reminds me of Suriana.
They are both petite and a four-eyed lady, hee.
Next, is Yun.
She's almost like Hawa (minus the garang attitude and straight face ;p )
She's funny but at the same time serious.
Last but not least, Yanna Gila!
Haha she... ummm she's kind of like me.
Eccentric with a psychedelic vibe.
Not really but we relate to each other very easily.
I have made friends with a sums of, pretty much kids.
And I must say I have yet thank them for being such amazing sports.
Ain, Min, Iqa, Hanie, and others who I have failed to mention your given name
Hee
Make sense?
The people around me would comprehend this.
A month and a half more to finish my Pre-Law course.
It has been a roller-coaster ride over the past few months.
Love some new people, while others are left to be in dislike.
I do miss Daniel.
Can't believe how 17 years has passed.
Me - Daniel.
It's not fun to not have the first person you utter words to with you anymore.
I miss how we both and 2 other funky girls making fn of each other.
Hmm.
Ironically, I have met few people that in one way or another resembles my childhood friends.
Then there's Bam Bam(KT).
She reminds me of Suriana.
They are both petite and a four-eyed lady, hee.
Next, is Yun.
She's almost like Hawa (minus the garang attitude and straight face ;p )
She's funny but at the same time serious.
Last but not least, Yanna Gila!
Haha she... ummm she's kind of like me.
Eccentric with a psychedelic vibe.
Not really but we relate to each other very easily.
I have made friends with a sums of, pretty much kids.
And I must say I have yet thank them for being such amazing sports.
Ain, Min, Iqa, Hanie, and others who I have failed to mention your given name
Hee
It was a far cry.
The pain of being alone is far more agonizing than the pain of being lonely.
I choose not to elaborate as my head is crying for painkillers.
Other reason to that is I wished to be comprehensible by those whom I have been longing for.
Reject the illusions, accept your faith.
Your faith to one, and to one you betroth.
I could not bear the sight of those whose smiles would not cherish the lives of others.
I could not bear the sight of a lonely girl.
As I imagine her walk into a warm and empty room.
I thought to myself, if the warmth was ever real
Not visible, it might be.
But a small touch to her skin is all that she needs.
..................
It was a sad call to which I have received from myself.
A great state of dissapointment.
I once thought I was old enough to unravel my past
to clearly picture what's standing beside me the whole time.
.......................
I have now come to realize
That I have grown older.
I choose not to elaborate as my head is crying for painkillers.
Other reason to that is I wished to be comprehensible by those whom I have been longing for.
Reject the illusions, accept your faith.
Your faith to one, and to one you betroth.
I could not bear the sight of those whose smiles would not cherish the lives of others.
I could not bear the sight of a lonely girl.
As I imagine her walk into a warm and empty room.
I thought to myself, if the warmth was ever real
Not visible, it might be.
But a small touch to her skin is all that she needs.
..................
It was a sad call to which I have received from myself.
A great state of dissapointment.
I once thought I was old enough to unravel my past
to clearly picture what's standing beside me the whole time.
.......................
I have now come to realize
That I have grown older.
Fallen Night
Night falls in
And the romance begins.
Their hands are wrapped up
But words are tangled up between their tongues.
There’s no more than the two.
No room for despair,
No lights to hide behind the shadow.
Sketch what you see
Catch up with the speed
Expressions exchange,
Like a small love note you’d first read.
Walk on further down the road,
Just to see if our path ever crossed.
Waiting for you
Waiting for answers.
And the romance begins.
Their hands are wrapped up
But words are tangled up between their tongues.
There’s no more than the two.
No room for despair,
No lights to hide behind the shadow.
Sketch what you see
Catch up with the speed
Expressions exchange,
Like a small love note you’d first read.
Walk on further down the road,
Just to see if our path ever crossed.
Waiting for you
Waiting for answers.
Love You Nan!
Not my nan, it's the nan from The Catherine Tate Show.
Loves the annoyingly adorable laugh.
?
I did a slight change to my hair a couple of weeks ago.
And I must say I hate how people are reacting to it.
I love the 'new' look.
Sorry for the 'new' but that's the only way to distinguised it from my former look.
Some have told me I look like Alexa Chung.
Which I have to disagree as I've gotten tanner, Haha?
Then there's the 'What makes you change your 'look'?' question.
They made it sound bad and someone have already confirmed my little query.
I mean obviously I don't feel that I have to conform myself into the ever so uber short hair look.
It's appalling how people only likes a certain looks only because a certain 'famous?' people wear that look.
Popular beliefs and trends kills society slowly.
I'll feed you happiness
You gave them a plague.
What Have You Got There?
From Queensway to Richmond.
Every stop there's someone new.
How can I not noticed their distance self.
Their newly made expression.
In the train there's colours on every words
Slurred in various tones
Ringtones and laughters intervenes every moment
Every moment of me staring at the window
Hoping to catch your eyes
Then I remember,
I'm getting older as days gone by
Can't wait for you any longer
Because I'm getting older
Every stop there's someone new.
How can I not noticed their distance self.
Their newly made expression.
In the train there's colours on every words
Slurred in various tones
Ringtones and laughters intervenes every moment
Every moment of me staring at the window
Hoping to catch your eyes
Then I remember,
I'm getting older as days gone by
Can't wait for you any longer
Because I'm getting older
Saved By The Clip
No, it’s a parody of ‘Saved by the bell’
I was actually managed to not have a severe concussion because of my hair clip.
Well on Tuesday, I was involved in a minor accident.
Five of us were walking to have an ice-cream,
When we were about to cross the road,
A bike suddenly speeds up and hit between my friend and I.
Unfortunately the bike hit me left side without mercy (indirectly)
The last thing I remember, I was about to say to friend ‘Are they playing with us?’
Because obviously it was quite weird for them to speed up and shift the direction to us.
I don’t remember fainting but when I opened my eyes,
I heard my friends calling my name and tried to lift me up.
Here’s the funny part.
I always love my dearly departed hair clip.
They told me after I fell off my back
I was picking up the remaining body of my clips.
It was pretty funny because I just got hit with a motorbike
And the first I did was picking up my broken clips.
Thank Lord for the clip though
I survived from having a severe concussion.
I left the scene with
Two cerebral concussions (minor), my left arm is completely bruised and for two days, I was unable to move it, my left leg is bruised but still moveable and my lower left rib is a bit fractured.
I had a tough time walking for a couple of days but as days gone away, I managed to pull myself and walk.
I’m thankful that it wasn’t a terrible accident.
I did spend almost 10hours in the hospital.
They were concerned of blood clots as my blood pressure was extremely low,
Even for a low-blood person like me.
It was frightening as I faced my worst nightmare,
The needle!
But all is well now except of my rib and the bruises.
I’ll feel better in a few days time.
I am grateful of my friends that took care of me for the last couple of days.
:)
I was actually managed to not have a severe concussion because of my hair clip.
Well on Tuesday, I was involved in a minor accident.
Five of us were walking to have an ice-cream,
When we were about to cross the road,
A bike suddenly speeds up and hit between my friend and I.
Unfortunately the bike hit me left side without mercy (indirectly)
The last thing I remember, I was about to say to friend ‘Are they playing with us?’
Because obviously it was quite weird for them to speed up and shift the direction to us.
I don’t remember fainting but when I opened my eyes,
I heard my friends calling my name and tried to lift me up.
Here’s the funny part.
I always love my dearly departed hair clip.
They told me after I fell off my back
I was picking up the remaining body of my clips.
It was pretty funny because I just got hit with a motorbike
And the first I did was picking up my broken clips.
Thank Lord for the clip though
I survived from having a severe concussion.
I left the scene with
Two cerebral concussions (minor), my left arm is completely bruised and for two days, I was unable to move it, my left leg is bruised but still moveable and my lower left rib is a bit fractured.
I had a tough time walking for a couple of days but as days gone away, I managed to pull myself and walk.
I’m thankful that it wasn’t a terrible accident.
I did spend almost 10hours in the hospital.
They were concerned of blood clots as my blood pressure was extremely low,
Even for a low-blood person like me.
It was frightening as I faced my worst nightmare,
The needle!
But all is well now except of my rib and the bruises.
I’ll feel better in a few days time.
I am grateful of my friends that took care of me for the last couple of days.
:)
Gegen die Wand
It's quite difficult when you are destined to be in a fragile state of concentration
Like me.
I can't quite restrain myself from doing other things while I'm on something
That's really complicated eh.
Polishing my german is something I have yet not started.
Perhaps I WILL start right after I'm done with my school work.
Writing a speech, a legal and general essays, conducting and participating in a debate.
And that's probably just a quarter of the things I need to do.
It's more of a challenge for me though
Doesn't really sticks in my brain as a work.
I never work
The interpretation of work to me is
Doing something you have to do in order to gain or achieve what you want
Boo doesn't that sounds like a punishment
Let's put our state of mind on the brighter side
I thought love makes us all feel like a kid with a lollies.
I don't know
So here's a list of german words with love stuff (I hope it's the correct one :P)
- Liebesbrief
- Lebenslust
- Liebe ist blind
Ich liebe football ( I don't know how to say football in german)
:)
Like me.
I can't quite restrain myself from doing other things while I'm on something
That's really complicated eh.
Polishing my german is something I have yet not started.
Perhaps I WILL start right after I'm done with my school work.
Writing a speech, a legal and general essays, conducting and participating in a debate.
And that's probably just a quarter of the things I need to do.
It's more of a challenge for me though
Doesn't really sticks in my brain as a work.
I never work
The interpretation of work to me is
Doing something you have to do in order to gain or achieve what you want
Boo doesn't that sounds like a punishment
Let's put our state of mind on the brighter side
I thought love makes us all feel like a kid with a lollies.
I don't know
So here's a list of german words with love stuff (I hope it's the correct one :P)
- Liebesbrief
- Lebenslust
- Liebe ist blind
Ich liebe football ( I don't know how to say football in german)
:)
Till Lindemann <3
What a nice lad.
He's not as loud and out there as most people would want him to be.
Well he's a poet.
A true one won't really put himself' 'out there'.
Well here are a couple of quotes from him that I adore.
Simplicity brings out the best of people.
That what I think at least.
'Loneliness sometimes gives me a quantity of creativeness - you're drinking another glass of wine and you're feeling even worse. Art doesn't work without pain; art also exists for compensating pain.'
'When I was an adolescent, I was obsessed with having many commercial things, cars, clothes, stupid things. Now that I have all that, I conclude/understand that the superfluous things can turn to you into a very stupid idiot-type. In East Germany there were very few things, but there was also a feeling of solidarity that no longer exists. Now we are up to the neck in consumption, the ego, the individualism. Now before friendship, it is merchandise.'
'The rolling R's didn't arise deliberately. It originated from itself because in that deep pitch you automatically sing that way. I'm no musician in the actual meaning. I don't know anything about instruments. But I'm supporting our music with my voice and lyrics well. It's a question of illustration, timbre and phonetics. We don't want to - for Heaven's sake - create a fascist-like style.'
'Love is like a flower; even the most beautiful kind dies.'
'You've got a kind of inner store. When things aren't going well, you just go inside and get a glass of travel preserves for your soul, open it and fill up on it.'
'To explain the lyrics would be to take away the whole attraction and afterwards perhaps the fans would even be disappointed. I would rather leave things in this area untouched so that everyone can bring their own interpretation and their own feeling to it.'
That's Till.
:)
He's not as loud and out there as most people would want him to be.
Well he's a poet.
A true one won't really put himself' 'out there'.
Well here are a couple of quotes from him that I adore.
Simplicity brings out the best of people.
That what I think at least.
'Loneliness sometimes gives me a quantity of creativeness - you're drinking another glass of wine and you're feeling even worse. Art doesn't work without pain; art also exists for compensating pain.'
'When I was an adolescent, I was obsessed with having many commercial things, cars, clothes, stupid things. Now that I have all that, I conclude/understand that the superfluous things can turn to you into a very stupid idiot-type. In East Germany there were very few things, but there was also a feeling of solidarity that no longer exists. Now we are up to the neck in consumption, the ego, the individualism. Now before friendship, it is merchandise.'
'The rolling R's didn't arise deliberately. It originated from itself because in that deep pitch you automatically sing that way. I'm no musician in the actual meaning. I don't know anything about instruments. But I'm supporting our music with my voice and lyrics well. It's a question of illustration, timbre and phonetics. We don't want to - for Heaven's sake - create a fascist-like style.'
'Love is like a flower; even the most beautiful kind dies.'
'You've got a kind of inner store. When things aren't going well, you just go inside and get a glass of travel preserves for your soul, open it and fill up on it.'
'To explain the lyrics would be to take away the whole attraction and afterwards perhaps the fans would even be disappointed. I would rather leave things in this area untouched so that everyone can bring their own interpretation and their own feeling to it.'
That's Till.
:)
Fräulein oder Frau.
I live on a small island.
Situated near my past-preference choice of country to live.
The population does not past a thousand of moving bodies.
I own a small fitting cottage.
On the inside is the basic need for a man to live.
In addition of materials needed for artistic purposes.
Living inside is my own self with two Persian cats, a schnauzer and a bunny.
I shall now change ‘my’ to ‘ours’
Around our cottage
There are vegetables planted
With some daisies and poppies
Just in case we need some refreshing view
It has been a while
The five of us living in the cottage
Doing our favourite things
It may be mundane
But not for the five of us
The game of cat and mouse
Just what I wanted
To suggest my friends that I am away in distance
But am I away from their memory
Cryptic forms of letters are being sent
To each of the acquaintances I have known
With pictures inserted in every envelope
I wait in the cottage for answers
For the prize I am looking for
30 years of life
30 years of walking, shouting, talking and etc.
My master asks ‘Fräulein oder Frau’
Accept my apology
Please, I can’t figure that out yet.
Is there one for me?
Will ‘it’ come searching for what I have been looking for?
Am I living with the right shadow?
Guiding the unknown
To my every doubt
My every query.
Fräulein oder Frau.
Situated near my past-preference choice of country to live.
The population does not past a thousand of moving bodies.
I own a small fitting cottage.
On the inside is the basic need for a man to live.
In addition of materials needed for artistic purposes.
Living inside is my own self with two Persian cats, a schnauzer and a bunny.
I shall now change ‘my’ to ‘ours’
Around our cottage
There are vegetables planted
With some daisies and poppies
Just in case we need some refreshing view
It has been a while
The five of us living in the cottage
Doing our favourite things
It may be mundane
But not for the five of us
The game of cat and mouse
Just what I wanted
To suggest my friends that I am away in distance
But am I away from their memory
Cryptic forms of letters are being sent
To each of the acquaintances I have known
With pictures inserted in every envelope
I wait in the cottage for answers
For the prize I am looking for
30 years of life
30 years of walking, shouting, talking and etc.
My master asks ‘Fräulein oder Frau’
Accept my apology
Please, I can’t figure that out yet.
Is there one for me?
Will ‘it’ come searching for what I have been looking for?
Am I living with the right shadow?
Guiding the unknown
To my every doubt
My every query.
Fräulein oder Frau.
What Makes Us Become Such Greedy Man?
That's the question I can't bare to answer.
I know for a fact people move on with their lives with a tad pinch of greed and selfish-ness.
But does it really pays off in the end.
The other day, I encounter a greedy mess as nobody had given me information while I was absent from the class.
Those bollocks...
But then it occur to me that maybe they wanted me to fail or made a joke out of myself.
Can't figure exactly what is it.
Maybe it's better to be alone.
No competition, no criminal activities.
Well unless you are battling with the ghost on your back ;P
I know for a fact people move on with their lives with a tad pinch of greed and selfish-ness.
But does it really pays off in the end.
The other day, I encounter a greedy mess as nobody had given me information while I was absent from the class.
Those bollocks...
But then it occur to me that maybe they wanted me to fail or made a joke out of myself.
Can't figure exactly what is it.
Maybe it's better to be alone.
No competition, no criminal activities.
Well unless you are battling with the ghost on your back ;P
Happy Holidays!
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.
Hee.
As joyful as that sounds, it was a wreck when it come to the last minute Christmas shopping.
Glad it's over. :)
Hmm lets see so far I've received:
- a cow cute pillow
- A reindeers box
- 2 shoes keychain
- A board game
- A pocket mirror
And the best gift is
- Megadeth CD!!!
Hah that saves me from people thinking I'm 10!
It's pretty nice but I wish I have someone to share with.
Like a good friend
.....................
Hee.
As joyful as that sounds, it was a wreck when it come to the last minute Christmas shopping.
Glad it's over. :)
Hmm lets see so far I've received:
- a cow cute pillow
- A reindeers box
- 2 shoes keychain
- A board game
- A pocket mirror
And the best gift is
- Megadeth CD!!!
Hah that saves me from people thinking I'm 10!
It's pretty nice but I wish I have someone to share with.
Like a good friend
.....................
Baby I'm Yours :)
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky,
Yours, until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines,
Yours, until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time
I'm gonna stay right here by your side,
Do my best to keep you satisfied
Nothin' in the world could drive me away
Cause every day, you'll hear me say
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours until two and two is three,
Yours, until the mountains crumble to the sea
In other words, until eternity
Baby, I'm yours(Til the stars fall from the sky)
Baby, I'm yours(Til the rivers all run dry)
Baby, I'm yours(Til the sun no longer shines)
Baby, I'm yours(Til the poets run out of rhymes)
.........................
It's funny how I never post this with the intention of dedicating it to some bloke.
Ahh it's still a brilliant song.
Love both the original and by the monkeys and 747
Trying to think of nice Christmas gift to my family but unfortunetly I suck at presents.
It's too bad they're not really interesting in handmade crafts or cookies ( I don't know about the cookies though)
Probably going to get some funny things with Christmas theme on it.
Or not.
I wish I could spend the holidays in London or Sheffield :)
But my result aren't as well as it shuld be, though I'm thankful it's pretty good
Goodbye scholarship, Hello empty bank account.
What I want for Christmas?
Nothing much.
Just people who cares about me and really do enjoy being with me.
I don't need fancy presents (although that'll still be nice)
But really, I just want even A nice person to stay with me.
Can't ask too much so A is much better than hundreds of ungrateful, pretentious and I-could-care-less friends.
I miss Daniel.
He's been my true best friend since I was 2years old.
How time flies.
Ahh life goes on right?
And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky,
Yours, until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines,
Yours, until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time
I'm gonna stay right here by your side,
Do my best to keep you satisfied
Nothin' in the world could drive me away
Cause every day, you'll hear me say
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours until two and two is three,
Yours, until the mountains crumble to the sea
In other words, until eternity
Baby, I'm yours(Til the stars fall from the sky)
Baby, I'm yours(Til the rivers all run dry)
Baby, I'm yours(Til the sun no longer shines)
Baby, I'm yours(Til the poets run out of rhymes)
.........................
It's funny how I never post this with the intention of dedicating it to some bloke.
Ahh it's still a brilliant song.
Love both the original and by the monkeys and 747
Trying to think of nice Christmas gift to my family but unfortunetly I suck at presents.
It's too bad they're not really interesting in handmade crafts or cookies ( I don't know about the cookies though)
Probably going to get some funny things with Christmas theme on it.
Or not.
I wish I could spend the holidays in London or Sheffield :)
But my result aren't as well as it shuld be, though I'm thankful it's pretty good
Goodbye scholarship, Hello empty bank account.
What I want for Christmas?
Nothing much.
Just people who cares about me and really do enjoy being with me.
I don't need fancy presents (although that'll still be nice)
But really, I just want even A nice person to stay with me.
Can't ask too much so A is much better than hundreds of ungrateful, pretentious and I-could-care-less friends.
I miss Daniel.
He's been my true best friend since I was 2years old.
How time flies.
Ahh life goes on right?
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