Monday, March 08, 2004
Shout Outs:


Pat patty hun... i saw the vid for Breathe Easy... lee fever yeah?



tar Irish festival from 11th to 20th March... wanna go? song dance leprechauns and guiness! heh heh... oh and of cos the lotr exhibit... how can we miss that!


oh alright... enough shout outs... i'm getting a sore throat already..... :P


started work today at my aunt's... bored.. jitters....afraid of screwing everything up... somehow working for a stranger is better than working for your relative.... who gives a damn if the company burst up....


"Breathe Easy"


Cruel to the eye

I see the way he makes you smile

Cruel to the eye

Watching him hold what used to be mine


Why did I lie?

What did I walk away to find

Oooohhh...why...oooh -- why...


I... can't breathe easy

Can't sleep at night

Till you're by my side

No I... can't breathe easy

I can't dream yet another dream

Without you lying next to me

There's no air


Curse me inside

For every word that caused you to cry

Curse me inside


I won't forget, no i won't baby,

I don't know why (don't know why)

I left the one i was looking to find


Ooh -- why...ooooh, why -- why...


Out of my mind

Nothing makes sense anymore

I want you back in my life


That's all I'm breathing for


Ooooooohhhhh -- tell me why


Oh won't you tell me why


I can't dream yet another dream

Without you lying by my side

There's no air


I... can't breathe easy

Can't sleep at night


Till you're by my side


Coz i can't breathe easy


I can't dream yet another dream

Without you lying next to me

There's no air


There's no air.




found a pot of gold@ 13:44
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~ steph
~ jh
~ minyu
~ xiu
~ sherm
~ jac
~ pat
~ xp
~ tar
~ xiu
~ xiang
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"One Art"

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop