flowersIntheWindow

Monday, October 24, 2005,7:00 PM

if perpetual mundaness isnt the werd ...den i cant seem to reach out for the perfect vocabulary....yeah yeah ive lost my real gist to write...seems lyk those juicy words choose to just pertain and stay within my thots wich make me feel rather frustrated more than ever obviously bcoz i find dat saying sumtin outloud isnt quite my forte...confrontin a problem isnt quite my cup of tea...sumtin u just cant comprehend ppl could we?....we mite be comfortable,infact it isnt a privilege ...its more den a consolation for everytin dat was given yet...wen we start yearnin for tat , tat ave cum to gradually disappear , we then start to question ourself , infact we question dem even more...u noe?its like how can sumtin wich isnt even close to bein a privilege therfore makin us feel extremely lucky, dat wen we start to wonder as to why its gone became sumtin dat had indeed taken for granted
hows dat possible, sumtin dat was indeed so close to u and den gradually disappear and in the end claimed and make a stand bout sumtin dat was not even urs for starters and indeed u ave been oblivious to all dat was done for u ....and folly enuf to presume dat it was already urs
if u ask me....tings couldnt b more complicated aite?sumtime resortin to just disregard all of this, wouldnt dat make u more content of this ridiculous situation den it is to fret all bout it....derfore makin ppl regard dat u ave obviously overlooked this ave indeed been a blessin for u.....
bt strange if u ask me damon, ive not once disregard nor overlooked all dat ave been given to me certainly ive been accused of sumtin dat im nt....
bt i reckon the only aptness im lookin for .... is dat eventually they will see....forgetbout it....
i wish

Thursday, October 20, 2005,9:45 PM

You can’t manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyse everyone you meet
But get no sign the loving kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day

You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
And the past that cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone

If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
It'll come your way
It'll come your way some kind of beautiful
It'll come your way some kind of beautiful
It'll come your way some kind of beautiful
It'll come your way

All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

Wednesday, October 12, 2005,6:29 PM

i ave been obviously truncated off from writin avent i?where ave the time gone indeed is sumtin ive questioned myself ever so often.... as usual.... rantings as alwiz....dearie cuzzie eventually got engaged durin her short-wanna-impressed-future-in-laws, wich she did...and dat was it....she touched down aite back here and the last ting i heard with out a doubt....distictly...im engaged!a $700 white gold ring embedded glamarously with a myriad of diamond heheeh
yeah yeah ... lucky gerl aint she...i noe i noe tell me bout it well hope tings go well for u cuzzie...and if tings go knockin of in the rite direction.... reckon shes flyin off for good in just a matter of months.... pray for u:p