My com broke down few days back, haiz that means i survive without internet and sorts for one week? HAHa i am alive ... alive ... aliVE wahahahahaha * sound of thunder and rain echo in the castle halls.
I will be performing in short and sweet the second week, my show is titled A.R.E.U Do come and watch and laugh. I am in a comedy again. -_- Anyway the cast is very fun and funny, talking about coolness la.
Today i somehow feel down, hmmm dunno why though, buts whats new anyway... ...
I want to strip naked and dance in the rain under the stars with the full moon. lalalalalalalalalaalallallala *spinning spinning spinning spinning away
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Happy happy happy
12:14 AM
Now after all this sad, dark , dark ,dark stuffs its time for happy things
Now list of happy stuff ... ...
1st Happy b'day to reen reen
2nd I lost some weight [fine its only 2kg bit still!!!]
3rd someone offer me $ for my massage [cools]
4th I fell in love with myself again = more confidence
5th life seems to be getting better
Monday, May 19, 2008
MIA ???
12:17 AM
Hey all i am still alive, lots of trouble going on. Don't worry i am still standing strong and breathing unfortunately. Anyways who will bother to listen to my problems, bet it hurts your ears right?
I DON'T CARE !!!! THIS IS MY BLOG
MY VOICE
MY HOME.
I DON'T CARE IF YOU BELIEVE IT ANOT [Those who know will understand]
1st. Bro do recover fast
2nd. An eye for an eye , a tooth for a tooth. you watch out.
3rd. Yes i do need anger management, it is improving, OK!
4th. I can be the best friend but i can too be you biggest nightmare if you in my bad books
5th. I don't care about you fake sluts
6th I don't care what u think of me. I am who i am .
Diamanda Galas - Gloomy Sunday
12:12 AM
THOSE WHO ENJOINED THE EARLIER SONG THIS IS THE BETTER VERSION. WELCOME AND ENJOY I DID. . . WILL YOU? MUACKS
GLOOMY SUNDAY
12:05 AM
DO NOT PLAY THE SONG IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL... ...
IT IS SAID THAT PEOPLE DIED WHEN THEY HEARD THIS BUT ME ... ...
I FELL IN LOVE WHEN I HEARD IT, TO ME IT FEELS LIKE FIRST LOVE. IT BRINGS YOU TO THE HEAVENS AND CRUSH YOU LIKE HELL. SO SWEET , SO SWEET , SOooo SWEEeeeeet. . . YET SO PAIN.... I PRESENT YOU GLOOMY SUNDAY
BILLIE HOLIDAY VERSION
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Story 4
12:22 AM
Too much pain I’ve been put through I thought I could handle it but not without you Broken and hollow you left me to die You never turned back when I started to cry
With my heart in pieces and my wings shattered I fell to the ground knowing my life never mattered I sewed what I could into what looked like a heart But I knew that the destruction was too much at the start
My wings were limp covered with my blood Tears were falling knowing I had lost my only love I found an abandoned building standing tall Looking down from the top I wondered if I should fall
With my arms spread wide I jumped towards the ground Silent screams falling from my lips were the only sound A silent crash came but no one cared if it was me My body broken from the fall was too horrible to see
Upon the cold ground my shattered frame lay Too weak to stand I just had one thing left to say But my lips wouldn’t move they were covered with blood Tears fell from my eyes mixing with rain falling from above
My eyes glazed over staring at this world so cold That let a broken angel die because there was no one to hold My soul rose from my body still bleeding with pain “I’ll Always Love You” were the last words screamed in vain
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Story 3
11:49 PM
Welcome. Come on in To my garden of shadows See what grows within
Black roses As far as the eye can see Twisting vines Wrapped around the trees
Stone edge walls So tall and high Victims of the past Can you hear their cries?
And heres the waterfall So crystal clear Gaze at your reflection In this river of tears
Oh and look at the birds! Black ravens perched on a tree Inspecting their next victim They like what they see
Follow the winding path Made of human bones Crunching beneath your feet Like small, fragile stones
The best part is yet to come The highlight of my show Gravestones grey with age Peaceful visitors rest below
Tall and looming trees Casting shadows everywhere Its easy to get lost here In my garden of despair
You should stay longer Wait until its night The garden looks breath taking When bathed in the moon's light
The fountain of blood Is over there to your right Isn't it wonderful? Such a beautiful sight
Why do you look scared? Don't you like it here? People always seem to Treat my garden with fear
I haven't finished the tour See there's the old stone well My sister was playing there And accidentally fell
Its so cold & damp And such a long way down My little sisters body Was never even found
And look over at that tree See that wooden swing? My mother used to sit there Gaze at flowers and sing
Its such a shame she fell And cracked her skull on the ground It was strange, when i buried her She was still making sounds
My father tried to burn my garden What a silly thing to do He said that it was evil Now of course thats not true
Hes with mother now Beneath this very ground Again another body That was nowhere to be found
I haven't left my garden In many, many years I shall remain here till i die I will be buried right here
My beautiful garden My only home Its only me here But I'm not alone
Monday, May 5, 2008
star
9:16 PM
When I was a boy I searched the skies For the truth, a star, and the worldly wise, But ever the path of the brightest lay On my neighbor's roof, or another’s way.
So I chose a star and I called it ‘Dawn’ As the brightest light in a summer storm And I charged it: ‘Lay out my future way As bright as the path you trace today.’
But when I was older, learned and wise I left the star in the drifting skies And never a thought of the star was lent While the truth, the star, and my faith was spent.
And when I was down, and worn, and thin, I got to think what I might have been And searched for the star in the drifting skies And cried its name at the pale sunrise.
I’ve scanned and searched for a single star Since the way of the world was far too far, But all I get are the skies alight Or a deep despair on a cloudy night!
My story 2
8:04 PM
HE
Eyes so bright Smile so sweet Innocent and pure to everyone he meets
Loved by all timid and shy like a budding rose but all flowers must die
Forced laugh Fake smile hurting inside all the while
Pretending and lies is all he knows double life hidden inside fear grows
Comes home at night to pain and fights alcoholic parents keep he up all night
Abuse and drugs since he was small she's good at pretending they don't know at all
Crawl into bed hear him come into he room fear setting in all too soon
Feel his touch skin against skin he's used to it now he lets him win
Wake up next morning he doesn't care cover up bruises like their not really there
Conceal heavy lines under he eyes been up all night hoping he'd die
Go to school pretend once more try really hard but what for?
Sick of it all walks out of school cant face another day of feeling like a fool
Goes home again another drunken fight closes he eyes cant stand the sight
Pops in a pill what can it hurt? it might take away he pain of being treated like dirt
Another and one more soon he blacks out he breathing stops without a shout
Parents walk in ready to give hell see he on the floor walk away and think "oh well"
Truth still hidden to this very day everyone thinks he threw his 'perfect' life away
