Tuesday, January 29, 2008
All of a sudden, I just feel that dance sucks!Ask me y?
I will not be able to answer.
Seriously!
Either I m too stressed out by dance or homework!
Datz y I find that I hate dance.
Someone!
Pls slap me hard back 2 reality.
M alr wandering off to my own world.
Wanna study but hardly have the tym 2 cuz gotta complete skol homework.
M oso not gonna blog 4 quite some tym.
Lots of test around the corner.
Gotta get ready 4 CT1!
Not allowed to neglect any subject!
M gonna die if I do so.
Study n study.
Dats what skol life is all about!
To My Frens out there!
STUDY HARD ALL THE BEST!
Sunday, January 27, 2008
If I had no more timeNo more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Was it everything that you were looking for?
If I couldn’t feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I’d be wishing you were here
To be everything that I’d be looking for
I don’t wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
‘Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed
So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you’ll love me
Love me like you’ll never see me again
No you never will
Do you know until you lose it
That it’s everything that we are looking for
When I wake up in the morning
You’re beside me
I’m so thankful that I found everything that I been looking for
I cheerish u lyk there's no 2mrw
Days are limited
CHEERISH WHAT U HAVE
As always, inspiration strikes when I least expect it.
While standing in front of the toilet mirror,I suddenly thought about a person I have known a long time.
And I wonder, how does it feel to be in his shoes.
How is it like, knowing that people do not like me, and are showing it.
When they hear that I will be present, they go “Oh Shit”.
My approach is greeted by fake smiles, by fake hospitality.
Them obviously uncomfortable whenever I try to get a conversation going.
And giving lame excuses to beat a hasty retreat from accidentally responding to my attempt at conversation.
I wonder how is it like.
To be unloved.
I have known love and acceptance ever since I was born.
Being rejected, being ignored, being unloved by all around, is my greatest fear.
The very thought would draw tears to my eyes.
Thus I wonder, how do those many many poor souls out there, like this person I know, manage to survive under such hostility and outright rejection from those around.
And I began to reflect, on how blessed I have been, and am ashamed of myself.
Of my behavior and my insensitivity towards those I “dislike” and their feelings, of not sparing a thought for how they feel.
Time for reflection and to strive to be a better person.
While standing in front of the toilet mirror,I suddenly thought about a person I have known a long time.
And I wonder, how does it feel to be in his shoes.
How is it like, knowing that people do not like me, and are showing it.
When they hear that I will be present, they go “Oh Shit”.
My approach is greeted by fake smiles, by fake hospitality.
Them obviously uncomfortable whenever I try to get a conversation going.
And giving lame excuses to beat a hasty retreat from accidentally responding to my attempt at conversation.
I wonder how is it like.
To be unloved.
I have known love and acceptance ever since I was born.
Being rejected, being ignored, being unloved by all around, is my greatest fear.
The very thought would draw tears to my eyes.
Thus I wonder, how do those many many poor souls out there, like this person I know, manage to survive under such hostility and outright rejection from those around.
And I began to reflect, on how blessed I have been, and am ashamed of myself.
Of my behavior and my insensitivity towards those I “dislike” and their feelings, of not sparing a thought for how they feel.
Time for reflection and to strive to be a better person.