I spent most of my time waiting,
for your call, for a response, for a chance to be with you.
But all I could taste were my salty tears.
My smile faded and my hopes shattered.
I was feeling left out in your life.
I'm missing your intimate touch.
I'm longing to be in your arms.
And I'm trying my very best to catch up with you.
All I want is a lil' time for "Me & You".
You have dreams and you are my dream come true.
That is why I'm chasing you.
I'm panting hard and I don't know if I caught up with you.
Don't abandon me baby.
Please don't turn your back and walk away.
I could feel the tears streaming down my face.
My heart is fragile, so handle it with care,
and put the pieces back together.
I love you more than you'll ever know.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Mend My Broken Heart
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Monday, February 16, 2009
Valentine's Day
Every February 14th, gifts, chocolates and roses are often exchanged between loved ones and it's a day usually treasured by women but who says men don't look forward to this day? Like women, men want to feel celebrated and adorned on Valentine's day. They want to be loved, desired and pampered just as much as women do. Tell me if I'm wrong.
On this special day, I spent most of my time with friends in Nilai. The area around our campus was flooded with loving couples and groups of friends. It seemed like it was the first time I ever seen Nilai so happening. Usually this place is dead and it looks haunted. Well, slightly better than "Silent Hill" town. At least that's what I think.
After midnight, when I was outside My Box waiting for a room for Karaoke, there was this guy who worked at D Max hair salon, walked up to me, wished me "Happy Valentine's Day" and gave me this Chicken Plush wrapped up nicely. My eyebrows went up and my jaw dropped as I didn't expect this but at the same time, I knew it wasn't specially for me. I'm sure he was just giving it to random girls to get more customers. Maybe he thought my hair was messy and needed a haircut?
Valentine's day to me is a special day to enhance your creative skills, to make your loved one feel appreciated and to show your passion in every possible way. It is a chance given to add colors and some spice into relationships. Every February 14th is something new to me and I spent more than half of the day of 2009's Valentine's day waiting. Thanks to you! I left you wandering around the shopping mall all alone for quite some time but I knew it was a sensible choice after I saw your smile =P Fair and square then. Despite you being late, everything turned out fantastic! Dinner at Taro, roses, gifts and most importantly you kept your promise to dance for me. Yay!
I'll never get enough of you baby.
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Friday, February 6, 2009
Money Can't Buy Time
Have you ever waited for someone and after one hour they haven't showed up? Or you wake up late, miss an appointment and everything is screwed. My brother once told me that if we woke up late and half the day was gone, we would feel shitty for the rest of the day. Yes, I have to agree with him. It is so true.
The sand of the hour glass flows. Time is so very precious. It is ever on the move and once gone, it will never return and where does it go?
Seriously, I don't mind waiting for 15 minutes or so but anybody who would make me wait for more than 45 minutes is so gonna get an icy stare from me! They better not talk to me after they showed up.
We show a lack of respect for other people's time for being late and time management, of course, is the key to punctuality. There are many things that we could do to prevent ourselves from being late like getting up early, planning things ahead, predicting the time we need to travel from one place to another or even set our clocks back a few minutes.
So, next time if you know you're gonna be late, please inform the other party. Don't keep people waiting and please don't delay your existing appointments for other new appointments. If your schedule is too tight, don't make promises at all.
Nobody can turn back time or rewind the clock. So, please, don't make me wait.
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