Nothing had made me feel as warm and tingly like I do when I put on The Carpenter's track "Rainy Days And Mondays" or hear Anthony Callea's "The Prayer" on the radio at work, untill I read a LJ comment posted about me.

Thank you. Your songs are important to me. If there was a song about how rich I am in knowing you: every store, every car, every ( Read more... )

So Christmas is nearly here. I can't wait! Time with family will be spent with the up most quality and love I can give. Then, I go up to Sydney and spend time with my treasured Friend whom invites me there with open arms. I will be there for a week - including New Years Eve - which is especially hard for me because I have not yet spent a NYE ( Read more... )

Morning opens quietly
A shadow vision
Over me
I know you well
Hidden by the window pane
And all my sadness
Gone charade
Begins to fade
How long it stayed

Patterns of another day
Awaken slowly
Out of gray
A tolling bell
Rolling down the alleyway
It's calling all
My dreams away
My dreams are songs I play

After getting drunk at work christmas party last Saturday, I spent the Sunday watching Disney's Aladdin. (A result of drunkenly telling my boss he was Princess Jasmine and I was street rat Aladdin) and not only was it a film I had not seen in a long time, it was, to me, more than a children's movie (eithier that or I am simply a child) It was so ( Read more... )

It's not easy being me. It's not easy being any one if us. It can be fun, sad, interesting, amusing but really, not that easy. I can't speak for everyone, but I know of some people, myself included, who look at others in a wonderful light. "She's so lucky" "I wish I had what he has" "They have so much money, I hate being broke" And millions of ( Read more... )

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I started to write a story not long ago and although writing is not my strong point, I seem to enjoy reading this if I do say so myself ( Read more... )