lalala

2010-03-04T02:33:00.001-08:00

you said you would do a better job, did you?
I can't do it myself you know?

2010-03-01T07:17:00.000-08:00

What is your definition of love?
How long would your exchanges of ily last?

to me, love is no more than just lust

2010-02-25T00:24:00.000-08:00

I feel like shit.
Forgive me for what I've done.
Not doing it just makes me feel more messed up.
such a paradox isn't it?

2010-01-14T23:36:00.000-08:00

every thing i do, i do it for myself.

note to self:
we are the emergency
oceana
bmth

2010-01-14T23:02:00.000-08:00

what a complicated class.
people in there should really get a golden globe or Emmy
for best actor or actress award man.

I guess everyone will go through a very dark point in their life,
all we can do is pray that they would come out of it.

I'm just glad that everything came out ok.

2010-01-07T04:12:00.000-08:00

Busy week with a hell lot of ups and downs and headaches.
its gonna be over soon though.

oh yeah, i feel freaking bad for spend $100 for my phone bill..
due to freaking overseas call and 901 smses.

2009-12-31T22:43:00.000-08:00

"Daffodils" (1804)

I wander'd lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretch'd in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company: I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

What wonderful use of imagery and similes.
Reminds me my love for poems.

2009-12-30T21:21:00.000-08:00

I'll start over