if i only knew what regret meant

yes, you're just listening to my boring rants

Saturday, July 15, 2006

not supposed to be

this was really supposed to be a happy post and all after i did my hair yest.. but a series of events that happened after that kinda dampened the mood..

stephy sprained her ankle during class yest, jus hope she recovers soon and we'll be able to perfect the routine!!
sunday's performance at taka is slowly but surely taking up a bit of a shape after 2 long weeks. for those interested, this sunday 12pm n 230pm at taka, exactly where i also not sure ahha.

todae is the first day of senior camp for hall OC. things did not go well for me personally, sigh.. for the time i was there, i am sure i did do my job just that i did not make it explicit enough, and thus efforts not recognised.

i am never one to flaunt and show wadeva i do, be it behind the scenes or at the scene itself. nonetheless, i'm disappointed to say the least. this is going on to become a rambling post la wtf.

i shall stop here.

manipulation, and it's killing me
communication, and it's killing me
contradiction, and it's killing me
love for refusal, and it's killing me
wake up, don't you die
we're all out to lose control
we all now have lost control
thinking of the wish u made to break free
shove it in your face
i never wanted to change the world
i always wanted simple days
my own private fantasy
distane will tear you apart
fatigue's the trump card

astrocow
02:48


I am an object lost in space
I am fear without a face
I am future without meaning
I am helping without feeling

I am twisted and deranged
I am alone in this cage
I can help if help need be
But there's a monster inside of me

He fights for freedom and control
There's a monster in my soul
Leave me without knowing why
Or run the risk of losing your life

I'll care for you, wipe away your tears
And scare away your darkest fears
For darkness is my dearest friend
And with it all my time I spend

Left all alone in my cage
Anger gives its way to rage
I fight for freedom and control
From the monster in my soul

I am weak for I always lose
Madness the escape I choose
If you should meet me on the street
Know insanity is what you'll greet

Stay not long within my presence
For it'll strike you with a vengeance
Then we both shall slip down the slope
The slope of madness without hope


welcome to my humble abyss




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