THe BuS iS HeRe...

Friday, May 8, 2009

It's time...I guess... for me to take a bus. Off to a new destination. If you read my previous entry here, you would understand wut I'm talkin' 'bout. I'm gonna miss the people I've met the bus stop... And speakin' 'out the people at the bus stop, I've reminded myself of some of them...

Wut ever happenned to ApAi, MaN, DeXTeR, KiMi, HaNie, Ali, JoAnnA, eZy, IbNu, HaRd RoCk, FaRaH, AnNe, AiNuL, AneeS, NuRuL, Fidot, KhaLif, MaNVir, eMi, ZuLee, DafI, Shizuka, HuDa, FaRah NajWa, BiG ShoW, J.B, ChUcKy, S.B, SaRiP DoL...and another whole bunch of 'em... There's so many dat I can't seem to remember their names at dis moment. Hmm....dat doesn't even includes my college buddies... NaS, MuTaRo, AjIs, AnAs, BaDrI, Atin, NuRuL, KeCiK, A'ad, ChoT, InTaN... I miss 'em all... Miss my time in the college... I can't even remember when was the last time I saw all of 'em... I wonder wut happenned to 'em all.

I wish I'm able to see all of them again... People from the college, the McD's crew dat I've worked wit, the lawyer's office, a certain person from a certain bookstore, from the lawyers office, the installer team in Ipoh and also the people from all the call centres dat I've been in to. Hmmm...KaRmA and the bus stop cycle..... Speakin' of wishes...it reminds me of the dream dat is suppose to come true' dis week... It's been put on hold...yet again. Uh, well...everything happens for a reason...dat's life.

I wanna take a vacation...to settle somethin'... But will I ever get a chance to do so???

I lie awake on a long, dark night
I can't seem to tame my mind
Slings and arrows are killing me inside
Maybe I can't accept the life that's mine
No maybe I can't accept the life that's mine
Simple living is my desperate cry
Been trading love with indifference
Yeah it suits me just fine
I try to hold on but I'm calloused to the bone
Maybe that's why I feel alone
Maybe that's why I feel so alone

The sun shines and I can't avoid the light
I think I'm holding on to life too tight
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Sometimes I feel like giving up yeah
I said sometimes I feel like giving up

The day reminds me of you
The night hides your truth
The earth is a voice
Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
Because one day it ends
One day we die
Believe what you will
That is your right
But I choose to win
I choose to fight
To fight

Cuz me, I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holdin' together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal
I'm rusted and weathered
Barely holdin' together
I'm covered with skin that peels and it just won't
Covered with skin that peels and it just won't heal

Uh, yeah...I almost forgot one thing... IF ANY OF THe PeOPLe OUT THeRe DON'T LIKe WUTeVeR FUCK DAT I'M WRITIN' HeRe, BUZZ OFF!!! THIS FUCKIN' PAGe BeLONGS TO mE AND I'LL WRITe WUTeVeR I WANT IN HeRe...WHICH INCLUDeS CARS, TRANSFORMeRS OR ANYTHIN' AT ALL AND MOST IMPORTANTLY MY FReAKIN' LIFe!!!

DeADMAN out...until I feel like I wanna write sumthin' or anythin'...

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