d!rtY liTTle SecRetS

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Dear Valentine, come away with me. If I had a day with you and you only, I would enjoy the simple things. The things that, in the end, when time steals the rest away, are the only things we'll remember. I would paddle you across a still lake in a rowboat and read poetry to you until you fall asleep and I would never think about the hours. Dear Valentine, if I had one day with you and you only... I would admire every line of your face, every strand of your hair... Every graceful movement of your hands or your eyes or your body. If I had one perfect day... Don't you see? My heart beats only for you. Dear Valentine, these are the things I remember of my love. A warm hand, a warm breath. Your warm mouth. Your arms around mine... I remember feeling safe, cease-less. Like one person. The two of us still, at rest, entwined... I remember how I felt the first time I kissed you. It felt like the high dive. What do you remember? How will I ever know what was inside your heart? Where did they go? All the things we think and feel but don't say. Dear Valentine... These are the things I never told you. These are the things I need you to know. That I loved you always. And my love was so big, it lives still after you're gone. I'd like to tell you that I would do it differently. That if I had one more day I would do everything right. But I know that isn't true. I'd make all the same mistakes. That is except one. I wouldn't say goodbye.

If anyone wrote things like that to me, i'd marry him... just joking.. but i know i'll definitely fall head over heels for him... i've been experiencing some emotional turmoil lately... dont know why its just there. since last night after watching ok while watching, rather, i soiled my shirt in my tears then this morn when i woke up i started crying at the simplest thing people say or so... i just kept going on and on and on and on.... and on... weird... maybe im really starting this 7 days and nights of moping thing.... gosh... 7 days... its gonna be taxing on me... do i even have enough tears to last for 7 days? the last thing i ever want is to cry dry tears... thats worse than crying cause you'll feel so constipated... o and i just realised that the reason i can cry so much... is that i have really big tear ducts... hey... maybe they dont play a part in how much i cry at all... i dont know but whatever... crying is a way of letting it out!!!!!! ok now this is my psycho-ing myself telling me that its' ok and healthy for me to cry......

o and omg.... did i mention that eve makes me wanna squish her???!!! she's the sweetest thing on earth man... the day before our paper, she actually went to do something really sweet for lays and i like she went to print photos, our photos for us!!!!! and like i think she didnt have much of a time to study??!!! gosh loves you to bits!!!!

and lays.... hur hur... she's always there with me when we decide to do crazy stuffs!! lolx thanks for sticking by me lays!!!!! loves ya'll to bits!!!!!!

linda too!!! but that stupid woman.... man she's really gotta start moving her butt!!! i've been trying to pull her to the gym but she's been too lazy?? .... what happen to our pussycat aspiration yo?! lolx

I'vE wRittEn tHe PasT To OnlY hoPe f0r the FutuRe 3:51 PM

Sunday, August 03, 2008

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little time
Promise me you wont step out of line

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please drop the past and be true
Don't think we're okay
Just because I'm here
You hurt me bad but I won't shed a tear

I'm leaving you for the last time baby
You think you're loving
But you don't love me
I've been confused
Outta my mind lately
You think you're loving
But I want to be free
Baby you’ve hurt me

When I get to Warwick Avenue
We'll spend an hour but no more than two
Our only chance to speak once more
I showed you the answers, now here's the door

When I get to Warwick Avenue
I'll tell you baby that we're through

'Cause I'm leaving you for the last time baby
You think you're loving
But you don't love me
I've been confused
And outta my mind lately
You think you're loving
But you don't love me
I want to be free
Baby you've hurt me

All the days spent together
I wish for better
But I didn't want the train to come
Now it's departed, I'm broken hearted
Seems like we never started
All those days spent together
When I wished for better
And I didn't want the train to come
No, no

You think you're loving
But you don't love me
I want to be free
Baby you've hurt me
You don't love me
I want to be free
Baby you've hurt me

this song makes me cry... it really touches my heart.... its just... i can so relate to it...

ok to the less serious stuffs.... the whole world knows me... and the thong incident... gawd... lays and i were at starbucks@ centrepoint yesterday and we went off but went back again cause she left her clip behind... and someone behind the counter shuted asking if i was from talentime... go figure out the rest....

I'vE wRittEn tHe PasT To OnlY hoPe f0r the FutuRe 8:43 PM