December 2010
28 posts
“I love you” is such a queer phrase.
Adolescent teens dish it out as if it were snack sized snickers on halloween.
It’s a powerful phrase.
I admit I probably said it a bit too early, not fully comprehending what it meant.
But I seriously mean every word of it now so I guess it works out.
I’m ready to write some music.
Game on baby.
Soooo…
I’m not gonna lie, I kinda wanna just wait for the second Christmas comes to tear open at my presents.
I’ve missed this feeling so much.
I guess being away from home makes you realize how much more amazing things used to be.
I’m so glad to be home for Christmas.
“Become a more astute observer because the more you notice, the more you have to...”
– Professor DiYanni
Relationships sprouting everywhere
I hope its love that’s in the air.
So… I finished finals about… 14 hours ago. Still haven’t slept. Yeah.
Since then I have:
Started Pokemon Platinum
Braved the cold and wind for boba
Went to get ramen but ended up getting pizza
Exchanged and unwrapped gifts for secret santa
Played with my new flashlight :)
Lost in Mario Party
Shouted and ran around at 3 am in the lounge
Ate Helal food at 3 am in the...
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
I get to go home after finals.
OMG FINALS
OMG FINALS
And now I’m so overjoyed
Girl, you fill my void
And you got a special place here
You put joy inside my tears
You’re every word baby.
timepiecemusic:
I was going to write a song about you, but I guess you’re just a first verse kind of girl.
My God I thought you were someone to rely on.
Me, I guess I was a shoulder to cry on.
It's ironic
I realized that November 25th is the day of thanks and we spend time reminiscing and being happy with what we have.
And then a month later it’s Christmas and we spend time reminiscing and thinking about what we want.
Ironic isn’t it?
You only get one shot at life.
There are no rewinds. There are no second attempts or second tries.
You can’t dwindle in the past because even the past is ever changing as time passes by and the present adds to it.
There is only forward.
Life is a piano recital where you sightread notes you’ve never encountered before.
You make mistakes. You mess up, sometimes big, sometimes...
The gift for the girl I love is the hardest gift to find.
Not because I don’t know what she likes but because I want it to be perfect and worth her Christmas.
The only thing I could ask for this year is to be home with you once again.
Treat everyone with a mutual level of respect and you shall command respect in return.
Feeling like a sense of loss.
I’ve gotten back on the track of things.
I’ve remembered who I am just in time for going home.
Contemplation seizes me.
What’s going on with you, me, him, her?
Perhaps human love does not exist after all.
I feel so sad. So sad yet I don’t understand it.
Whom do I turn to?
Lost yet again.
Because I figured you guys are all dying from finals and could use a little smile.
Check out the banana get owned :]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWv5Flp0DCA&feature=player_embedded
I love the Christmas season :)
I hate the finals that come with them
My baby works hard for her grades.
I should imitate that.
Bounce bounce baby, bounce back to me.
A Rocket to the Moon
Cheers me up.
