First post with a new theme.
Ecommerce exam tomorrow.
back to books.
later.
=)

Spent the night at the hospital, after a long time. Last was when i was 6 or something.
I'm down with 103 degrees fever.
Typing is hard.
So is life.
Bitch.

One more kiss could be the best thing
Or one more lie could be the worst
And all these thoughts are never resting
And you're not something I deserve

In my head there's only you now
This world falls on me
In this world there's real and make believe
And this seems real to me
And you love me but you don't know who I am
I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand
And you love me but you don't know who I am
So let me go.

You dream ahead to what you hope for
And I turn my back on loving you
How can this love be a good thing
And I know what I'm going through

And no matter how hard I try
I can't escape these things inside
I know
But all the pieces fall apart
You will be the only one who knows what it's like.

you love me but you don't know who I am
So let me go
just let me go

You love me but you don't know me.
You love me but you can't really see
You love me, but you will never know
that
I'm so helpless but i'll never show.

N : I want a time-out.
D : Me too, let's go to Mauritius and bask in the sun
D : Or to Sri lanka and get some ayurvedic therapyness!
N : I want the chocolate.
D : You are #fail.
N : Teehee

I am still laughing my ass off =P pagal hou tum log <3

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See?

Sometimes, you wish there existed a parallel universe where you could disappear off to within the blink of an eye. Just like in Avatar. New life, new people, new everything.

Sometimes, you wish you could control your future. Write your own destiny, make your own fate. You wish you could go back in time, undo a few things done or a few words said. You wish life was just a bit easier or you were a lil stronger.

Sometimes, you hope that everything works out like you want it to. And you wish it will all your heart, like you've never wished for anything else. Sometimes, things get fucked up.

You wish they'd understand, not put you down, take you a lil seriously, try a lil harder. Just like you. But sometimes, that doesn't happen. You wish they'd sit down and think, once or maybe twice. Sometimes they realize, sometimes they don't. You wish you could face the fact that it may be time. But sometimes, you just can't.

Sometimes, all you wanna do is be alone.

Don't underestimate the love in me

I'ts obvious these feelings run so deep

I fall apart for you, day after day

Nobody else could ever take your place

You don't have to waste your time and worry

you don't have to look for reassurance

coz clearly, you're the only one

that's getting this and i don't need

nobody else.

I'm not letting this go too soon

coz I can't get enough

why are you asking how much?

it's way more than you can handle

have you ever felt so enamored?

that's how much i love you.

And my arms will ache, and my heart will wait

though I know there's no use

I'll be a fool when life gets cruel

coz I'll always love you.

I once thought, I need a change
From this burnout scene
Another time, another town
Another everything
But it's always back to you 

How many times can i break till I shatter? Is it worth it, this thing that i'm after? There's always hope, I said to myself always. Always.

Oh look, somebody just broke a glass over at my neighbors. Perfect timing, you guys.

I'm okay. No I don't mean it. It's fucked up. Yes I just swore coz life just wont stop screwing everything up for me. What I don't get is, of all the people, why me?

Oh wait, I know why. Just coz I have faith. I have faith, that everything turns out alright in the end. Well guess what, it doesn't. Thank you for that slap on my face. Honoured.

Can you believe the idiot I am? There's still some hope left in me. Even though I totally believe in bad luck, I still think that it isn't the end until you've stopped trying.
And so, it's not the end yet. Turn that car around, coz once again, it's back to where to it started.

*grabs a bag of popcorn

Let's see how far my bad luck can screw up my life.

I remember reading this out during a class assembly at school, and everyone clapping and teachers coming to me asking who wrote it. Sigh. So its not only a really good read, but also brings back memores =)

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years.

We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; we've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we've split the atom, but not our prejudice.

We write more, but learn less; we plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes, but lower morals; we have more food, but less appeasement; we build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; we've become long on quantity, but short on quality.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.

These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom; a time when technology has brought this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to make a difference, or to just ignore..

Dr.Bob Moorehood