Saturday, May 29, 2010
Music is what feelings sound like.
Life must go on~!!!
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. ~Victor Hugo
Friday, May 28, 2010
If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?
Life doesn't always go as planned. . .there are many instances wherein you actually don't expect something to happen to you. . .something that would change--everybody gets a taste of that. Experience is a brutal teacher don't you think?--but the best actually--it gives the test first then the lesson afterwards. I am surprised i did not regret anything that had happened in my life, because for the many lessons that i had learned i cherish it whole-heartedly. So that if ever it comes again. . .i won't be just staring blankly into space most of the time. :)
Nothing can be set right if you let your pride dominate you. It just sucks, dammit! I wanted to go on and on until the end of time with a mysterious creature that could actually know me--not just by my name. . .but i guess this time you aren't just the right creature yet.
We did skip a step, and that was horrible! not to mention very futile!!!. . .and now we must go back to it and accomplish what should have been accomplished before all this stupid non-sense began. . .
**i did learn something from myself that i didn't actually know before. . .my heart is kinda clumsy. . hahaha. . .clumsy. . .clumsy :). . .But i won't be caught off-guard this time~!! haha
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
first day of school--for the hundred time!
ms. goldilocks!
thank you very much :)) *curl* *curl*
Monday, May 24, 2010
when i look at you-miley cyrus
When i look at you
vocals: miley cyrus
Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a song
A beautiful melody
When the night’s so long
Cause there is no guarantee
That this life is easy
Yeah, when my world is falling apart
When there’s no light to break up the dark
That’s when I, I, I look at you
When the waves are flooding the shore and I
Can’t find my way home anymore
That’s when I, I, I look at you
When I look at you
I see forgiveness
I see the truth
You love me for who I am
Like the stars hold the moon
Right there where they belong and I know
I’m not alone
Yeah, when my world is falling apart
When there’s no light to break up the dark
That’s when I, I, I look at you
When the waves are flooding the shore and I
Can’t find my way home anymore
That’s when I, I, I look at you
You, appear, just like a dream to me
Just like cyledoscope colors that
Cover me
All I need
Every breath, that I breathe
Dontcha know?
Your beautiful
Yeah yeah..
When the waves are flooding the shore
And I cant find my way home anymore
Thats when I,
I I look at you
I look at you
Yeah yeah..
Oh oh..
You appear just like a dream to me..
The song from the movie based on the novel by Nicholas Sparks "The Last Song". hey, i don't really like her. . .but this song is really good that i can't seem to "refuse" it. Regardless of who sang it, i really like the song :)
I'll eventually post the video :))
squeaky clean~
Oh yes. . . i cleaned like there's no tomorrow~!! and i gotta tell ya' i like to clean but cleaning a whole house who had no inhabitants for almost 5 months is a disaster @.@. I washed ALL the dishes, spoons and forks, and the other utensils in the whole kitchen! hell, i even cleaned the refrigirator--my poor hands >.<. *Sigh* i was so damned in hard labor. . .but it was all worth it--since i was bribed to clean anyway *hahahaha*, the price, i will not mention, let it remain to be a mystery :)). I guess that kinda makes me like a bad person, but, i would really have cleaned it anyway without any price. . .the person was the one who suggested that i should be "paid". Atleast there were many of us who cleaned and i was lucky enough--i guess--to be assigned in the kitchen--atleast, lucky enough to just be assigned in only one place. If ever no one did help us clean the house, i wouldn't just be assigned in the kitchen *haha* so i thank you for those who have helped :))
After cleaning the house i was so wasted! and i am still today and i guess i will be tomorrow also.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
the electric guitar and the violin
bahala ka. . .**un lang?**
The summer break has been long--too long. The last time i saw him was when we claimed our report card from school. . .and that was it. . .i never saw him again since then. As I said the summer was too long, too long that a thought struck to my head thinking if he still has the same feelings for me like before, if he even still cares for me. . .I know i still care for him. I just wish that he still feels the same.
My mind and my heart is confused. The long vacation somewhat interfered with our feelings.