P R O F I L E
Name : meoww58
Age : 23
Sex : Femme
Nationality:Singaporean
Burfday: 5th August
Zodiac:Leo
Hobbies:Travel,Watching movies,Shopping Sprees,Photography,Travel,Islands,Landmarks,
Lazing at the beach, Read,Star Gazing,Swim
L I K E S
Cats, in facts animals & nature in general
Scuba Diving
Marine Life
Learning Languages
Sunrise n sunsets
Adrenaline rushes
Chocolates
D I S L I K E S
Being sick and dependent on medication
Being financially unstable
Hypocrites
Laksa
November 18, 2005
Photograph by Nickelback >>>A song that describes my thoughts now.
Look at this photograph,
everytime I do it makes me laugh.
How did our eyes get so red,
and what the hell is on Joey's head.
And this is where I grew up,
I think the present owner fixed it up.
I never knew we ever went without,
the second floor was high for sneaking out.
And this is where I went to school,
most of the time had better things to do.
Criminal record says I broke in twice,
I must have done it half a dozen times.
I wonder if its too late,
should I go back and try to graduate.
Life's better now than it was back then,
if I was them I wouldn't let me in!
Oh oh oh... Oh God I!
(Chorus)
Every memory of lookin' out the back door,
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.
Every memory of walkin' out the front door,
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.
We used to listen to the radio,
and sing along to every song we'd know.
We said someday we'd find out how it feels,
to sing to more than just the steering wheel.
Kim's the first girl I kissed,
I was so nervous that I nearly missed.
She's had a couple of kids since then,
I haven't seen her since god knows when!
Oh oh oh... Oh God I!
(Chorus)
Every memory of lookin' out the back door,
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.
Every memory of walkin' out the front door,
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.
(Bridge)
I miss that town,
I can't believe it,
So hard to stay,
So hard to leave it.
If I could relive those days,
I know the one thing that would never change.
(Chorus)
Every memory of lookin' out the back door,
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.
Every memory of walkin' out the front door,
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.
Look at this photograph,
everytime I do it makes me laugh.
Everytime I do it makes me...
Ps: Dear God, pls allow me to recollect all my inner strength to face this ordeal
calmly and srong enough 2 face these wicked money suckers B******..I'm at my wits end now!*Amin*
posted @ 1:22 PM
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WELCOME To My Butterfly Escapade!
Click on any of the butterflies below to navigate through the pages. Enjoy!
I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed.
I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.
You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just where I belong.
I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutinize, investigate
My life I will confess.
For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life,
Some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.
Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?
It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.
I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare.
It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.
Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?
Each incident, each moment passed,
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth ...
Or will I be perplexed?
Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will my searching bring to me
My meaning over time?
Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.
* Reach me & I'll try to get back to u As soon as I can or u can leave ur comments at my taggie *
... meoww58 ...