I

I DREAM abt my future
I THINK abt my past
I hardly LIVE in the present....

P.S - which i know is not right.

I wish...

from the many things i wish for in life... i wish i could turn back time, the most...

i still think

With i always thought
.people take u for granted
.world is filled with evil
.love is weird
.people are fake
.i was born alone, i die alone
.there's noone called a me
.i would never be in love with anyone
End With

With i still think
.ppl take u for granted but YOU are not just ppl
.world is filled with evil but there are also a few angels
.love is weird but it's amazing
.ppl are fake but atleast YOU aren't
.i was born alone and i die alone, atleast i can LIVE with YOU
.there's no me, but there will always be a 'us'
.i would never be in love with anyone... else
End With

ANNOYING!

how ppl can be so FAKE sometimes... and take ppl for granted...

Routine

the modules i take this semester are really boring, no excitement, no fun, nothing to look forward to. sometimes i think if i've made the right decision, as in if i'm doing the right degree. i just feel that this degree sometimes doesn't bring out my full potential, the best in me. i've always had this thing: i want to love wat i'm doing, almost everytime that's like the ONLY requirement. it's like chosing mathematics for A/L, i just love doing it.. hey but on a positive note, maybe the fun part over here... is yet to come!

On a really bad morning...

on a really crappy morning, if you really look around, there's always someone or something that can brighten up your day... only if you ALLOW that thing make all the difference. unfortunately we hardly EVER do it.

Beautiful

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet

Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream..


Dance wit my father
Luther Vandross