spring cleaning.

well, hello.
it has been a while, huh.

weeks flew by in a blink of an eye.
cliche, whatever.

week 6 approaching.
it's going by fast.
one thing i ask; please make it rain more often.
thank you very nice.

so many people i haven't caught up with.
apologies if it was any fault of mine.
but please, meet up soon yea.

and i know this is WAY too outdated, but happy 2010.
let's all hope 2010 will be kind to us all.

tough days don't last;

tough guys do.

thank you, all.

and not forgetting, you.

thank you all for organising the surprise party.

i was indeed, surprised.

take care, all of you.

and thanks once again.


i wish i could turn the clock faster.

i miss you.

my only reason.

when the moon starts to give me reasons to cry
you're my only reason to smile
even when the stars would not show
you'd still be there, shining brighter than any star ever could
you taught me to fly, and not be afraid to fall
cause we'll make it after all

even when they say failure's all i'll find
i'm not afraid to see the end
because i know you'll be there
and you make everything else make sense

the sunset could never melt my heart the way you could
you're like wings that keep my heart in the clouds
singing melodies that even god would be proud of
so keep singing all night long
i'd like to hear your voice again

if it rains on my parade
tomorrow will still shine again
even the day must give way to the night
keep singing the melody
for what it's worth,
you mean everything to me.

yatassha.

happy 19th birthday yat!

may you achieve all your hopes & dreams. (:

all that will be left are memories.

people tend to think too much.
and that's killing one too many brain cells.
it's plain simple to over-think stuff,
when in actual fact, it does not require all that trouble.

the problem is that when people think of what they
perceive as a problem, they tend to stray and think of their other problems.
that will then catapult them into problemville.

emotions get in the way as well,
the downside of being humans.

so take a little breather,
rest your head,
clear those unhappy thoughts for now.

because before too long,
everything will be just a memory.

if i'd wanted a song about me;

i'd write it myself.