ohh im like on my fruity spreeeee. greeen apples to tomatoes, kiwi fruits to lime juice. YUMMMMY. hurhurhur. shit. i sound soooooo on a diet NOT


school is soo dry. but im trying to concentrate in class. i feeel like a good boy. if this keeps coming up. i'll turn to become a zombie. SO TIRING CAN. its like chemistry and history with my sucky math.

im soooo gonna die. okay. WORK HARD STUDY HARD. must MUGGGGG =)
after school. i fled to town and played pool with shawn and went to get some guitar cleansing string thingy. feel so broke after pool playing. hahahaha. i forgot take back 50 dollars from mummy and friend. sighhh. i neeed money! =D



will u give me a chance,
will u give me a try,
will u give me the opportunity,
to hold your hands this time.

will u give me one attempt,
will u give me your time,
will u give me that glance,
to take your hands in mine.


aaron and his wishful thinking.


im carefully choosing the strings to tie my heart up with.
im carefully choosing the box to hide my heart in.
im carefully choosing the person whom i want to give it to.
it wouldnt matter. at the moment, you're leading the race unknowningly.



HEY FELLOW TRACKERS! dont be discouraged okay!!!!! go and fight hard and do the school proud! =)





owells.

forgive me girl,
if i were ignorant,
forgive me girl,
maybe i wasnt good enough.

in every aspect,
in all my tries,
i've always been putting in,
my very best.

to make u smile,
to see u feel,
like ure loved,
like never before.

i would like to ask you,
if i could know you,
not even a little better,
but just knowing you.

isnt it cheesy,
isnt it weezy,
but in the end its your smile
that puzzles me.

spring welcomes
the summer stream,
autumn's raindrops
and winters calling.

where the cycle repeats itself,
we'll be blinded by
the optimism we hold,
the unification of two seperate souls.

there wouldnt be a next lifetime,
and there it leaves me,
deeply in regret,
if i wouldnt make my move.

but im alll so afraid,
like a silly wuss,
no different from a puss,
who kicks up this fuss.

the anticipation of failure,
the unforseen circumstances,
so where do we stand?
side by side? no?

let me be your man,
let me take your hand,
not just this once,
but forever.


so we think that in this wonderland where seasons divides the spiritual existance of our inner beauty, what matters most now, was me wishing that i had you next to me, but it has got nothin to begin with

such a fluke, brand me that total loser please.




;
breaking free to something new. =)