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Sarah MclachlanSpend all your time waiting ( Read more... )

I rarely sleep 8 hours or more a day. Which is why I was so surprised I got to sleep up to 11 hours, without anything on my stomach. It was the weirdest feeling in the world, because now I'm really hungry, yet I feel really good, and the first time I've woken up with such energy. Maybe I should start sleeping 10 hours a day? Thats probably hard to ( Read more... )

LandslideSmashing Pumpkins ( Read more... )

A Little RespectWheatus ( Read more... )

Philosophy taught us never to be skeptical. Everything is a possible, even the most bizarre of events. A good philosopher always know how to ask why things happen, going with his logic, as well as speculating on the possibilities. That is what the philosopher does best: to ponder on things that might or might not be. As the time grows and the human ( Read more... )

Staring at the afternoon sun, wondering the things of might and might not been. Yet in this entire entrouge of thoughts come a black entity from the sky. Rain! Tiny droplets started falling, as soon as the jet-black clouds met. These droplets became bigger, bigger, heavier, as it pour down to the earth. Through the process of the storm, sought for ( Read more... )

You have fallen.
And I cannot reach you.
Ever step I willed you on,
Every moment I lead you to this.
You never left my mind,
Not once, not ever.
--The End of All Things from LOTR:ROTK

I watched too much LOTR:ROTK this week, and that quote from Frodo probably stuck to my head: "I'm glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee...Here at the end of all things ( Read more... )

Not really. Nothing has changed actually. I'm still the same old lazy boy who doesn't want responsibility and doesn't want to do anything about his problems. :)

Life is like that I guess. And much have been changed since then. Unless you call my stolen new Live Journal layout a change. Hahaha. I still don't know how or what to edit in the layout. ( Read more... )

What am I doing ( Read more... )

The work that I,
Must be done so well
But for I did not start
Enough, I fail again

To procrastinate is to feel
Rush of blood through
Your veins as the heart
Beats faster, faster, harder.

Ah so the adrenaline starts
And then my work I do
To remember to breathe, I must
To live life, maybe just too fast?