Thursday, February 26, 2009

Today is a winding road it's taken me to places that I didn't want to go
Today in the blink of an eye I'm holding on to something and I do not know why
I tried

I tried to read between the lines
I want a simple explanation
For what I'm feeling inside
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder

Today is a winding road
Tell me where to start and tell me something I don't know
Today I'm on my own
I can't move a muscle and I can't pick up the phone
I don't know

And now I'm itching for the tall grass
And longing for the breeze
I need to step outside
Just to see if I can breathe
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder

Yeah I'm walking on a tightrope
I'm wrapped up in vines
I think I'll make it out
But you just gotta give me time
Strike me down with lightning
Let me feel you in my veins
I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain

Today is a winding road, it's taken me to places that I didn't want to go

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your voice (this is getting colder)
Was the soundtrack of my summer (and the summer's over)
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain (well today's a winding road)
Oh baby bring (today I'm on my own)
On the pain
And listen to the thunder
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind" 
Dr. Suess

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

been terribly irritable lately....

and i have absolutely no idea why....

yesshhh...

Thursday, February 19, 2009

A twist in my story







Cant seem to figure out whats what...
Its terribly annoying

on another note...
things does seem a lil brighter....

I hope its not gonna be another meteor crashing down to earth..


Wednesday, February 18, 2009

So its done

saved the fourth bullet

grace had the better of me

Thank God....

ended a misunderstanding with understanding

Normality has returned

~I likess!!~

sometimes what it takes is to blow it out of proportion and slowly put the pieces back again.. 

Monday, February 16, 2009

The unrestlessness Im feeling right now

Lies. Deception. Deceit.....

A bullet for each one of them....

And another for the soul harbouring them....

I feel....zombiefied....

Friday, February 06, 2009

Freeebbiieesss! ~ I Super duper Rikes!!! ~

xD how working in a Multimedia company with 1Gbps connection in a TM building (which also happens to b streamyx headquarters) totally freaking roxxors!

1. I've got install for illustrator and photoshop CS2 FREE with crack xD
2. I've got 20 gigs worth of Anime
3. I can play all online games without fear of lag or loading probs
4. The air-con here is so cold.....I have to wear 3 layers of clothing xD!!!

unfortunately Im gonna stop on the 20th Feb....
Which is a good thing!!! cz I wanna go out and spend my money!!! (^.^)

Anyone care to join me? =)

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Captain Corelli's Mandolin ~ I likes! ~

Love is a temporary madness. 
It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. 
And when it subsides you have to make a decision. 
You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. 
Because this is what love is. 
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. 
Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

Sometimes I gotta admit....the tranny really never fails to cheer me up LOL...

ok tht wuz gayss...

oUt!!