Saturday, June 12, 2010

Pitterpat

1 on the clock,
i can't seem to sleep.
tick tock tick tock,
i'm hurting way too deep.

my heart had shattered,
it had a crash.
my body battered,
my mind, bashed.


Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Just a thought



When we die, the first thing that is written on our tombstones would most probably be our names followed by two dates and a dash in between. The first date, marks the day we were born and the other would be the day we sighed our last breath.

But what about the dash? What purpose does that seemingly unimportant dash serve?

That, my dear friend, is the culmination of your ENTIRE life.

Everything you've ever done, every achievement, every success, every failure... TURNS INTO A DASH. We can't control the size of said dash and we most certainly cannot alter its style or type.

However, we can change the quality of the very thing that dash symbolises. We have been given the chance to make our lives worthwhile.

Don't waste that chance...


*Now that's one awesome tombstone CX*

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Boredom~~~

Saw this in an email my bro sent to me XDDD


PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS

DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:
When you rearrange the letters:
IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
I'M A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER

A Tear in my eye




Gah... there goes my metal mood out the window XD

Oldies have been the bane of my existence.... I've sung most of the songs Yanna showed me to my exes and now i'm starting to remenisce on my past relationships T-T

The worst one ever, Right here waiting for you by Richard Marx. GAHH!!

Monday, November 9, 2009

My world

I would run a thousand miles, swim across entire oceans, overcome the tallest mountains just to be where you are....

Because this is not my world....


YOU ARE ;)


For Lauren ^_^

Reasons to live

1)


2)


3)



4)

Only four reasons to live, but these four are the ones that keep me here in this world ^_^

It's a madhouse



Very bored now. Hols comin soon and i find myself (yet again) with nothing else to do. A certain gremlin asked me yesterday why i didn't have a blog so i thought, yea, why don't i?

I needed a new hobby anyway xP

School is still on but i'm really not in the mood for school now. It's kinda depressing to know that next year is gonna be my final year in high school D= My ma made me realise how old i was after the final semester exam by saying, "Next up, SPM. My how you've grown." I couldn't talk after that and the drive home was eeriely silent...

Anyway, i really have nothing else to do now... Oh oh, try listening to this song by Anthrax. It's called madhouse. One of the big four of american thrash metal, Anthrax isn't exactly my alltime favourite but eh, they're good =DDD


Am i insane?