Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself
And covered with a perfect shell
Such a charming, beautiful exterior
Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes
Perfect posture, but you're barely scraping by
But you're barely scraping by
This is one time, this is one time
That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone
Or anyone at all...or anyone at all
And the grave that you refuse to leave
The refuge that you've built to flee
The places that you've come to fear the most
It's the place that you have come to fear the most.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Woke up today and realize that my parent had turned off my com while i left it to format yesterday. feeling a little pain in the legs maybe due too too running yesterday. gave jordan a morning call to wake him up. Packed my stuffs to my crumpler bag since i dun feel like carrying my bagpack today. Ready up, then proceed to the buss top. Feeling good since i was kinda early for today. However, when reaching the bus stop, i couldn't find my ez-link nor my wallet! Then i just realize i packed them back into my bag pack... Dam stupid can, needa walk back the long route again then went back to my house and collect then walk back to the bus stop! Was suppose to be early, then end up also quite late.
Super relax lesson for today again, all we had to do was to draw and draw =p Released at around 3pm and super happy to go home early, can continue to format my com=D Back and formatted it, but took quite long to reinstall those drivers and files back. OK, com looks new again! Wanted to format since like almost one year ago but didnt had the chance, Thanks dee for borrowin me her external harddish for tranfering the file : ) sigh! struggling with live journal since yesterday and i still donno how to chnage the template or layouts!
