You're my inspiration, as I stand alone against the world

Yes, my dear. You are indeed my inspiration.

For the past three years you've helped me through almost everything.

You motivated me to grow better.

You cheered me up when I'm sad.

And you made me happier when I'm happy.

Inspired me to do things. 

And especially, taught me how to really appreciate the power of music.

With that voice to swoon for.

And that gorgeous eyes that says it all.

Those perfect face.

The way you love the people around you.

The way you wear your heart on your sleeve.

Oh dear David Roland Cook, you have inspired me so much after those years I owe you something .

Maybe everything. 

But, even though the years go by

And I grew old, you grew old.

Nothing has changed.

I love you and still love you and will love you.

Thank you so much, my dear.

Only if I could meet you someday.

If only.

But nonetheless I love you and thank you.

From the corner of my heart.

♥

oh, the irony...

"I don't intend to be a performing flea any more. I was the dreamweaver, but although I'll be around I don't intend to be running at 20,000 miles an hour trying to prove myself. I don't want to die at 40."

That was the quote John Lennon once said.  

I can't help but to feel sad about this thing. In this quote he said he don't wanna die at age 40, but he did die at 40.

I don't know, but I can't help but to think about the whole irony of it, and it's sad, really. I feel bad for him. He did die on the most tragic way possible. He died when he started to fix things up, be it with the music, his family life, and even his once wrecked relationship with Paul McCartney.

And that leads me to thinking, what if he didn't die at 40? What if he's still here until now? What would happen? Would it be good? 

How about a Beatles reunion?

Or Another Lennon/McCartney penned song?

Would it be bad?

There so many possible happenings if he was still here, right?

Hey.

I am still alive folks.

It just happened to me that there are absolutely no ideas on what to write here. Yeah.

Oh, by the way, John Lennon and Paul McCartney are adorable. Hee.

And yeah, summer 2011 is such a bore fest, y'all.

That is all.

THREE WEEKS TO COLLEGE EFF YEAH. :)

True... Friends?

You know that feeling, when you think of all of the moments you've spent with that person, that person whom you dearly consider as a great friend and a shoulder to lean on, and then realizing the bitter truth that it will not happen again. It sucks, so damn much.

It's like stabbing your heart until it breaks into pieces. pieces and pieces. That feeling when you see them being happy now in others company and finds it boring to be with you.

I know majority of it was my fault in the first place. Not trusting them, or being always grouchy, or whatever the reasons are. I just know that I have a problem with all of this.

But... They also have their faults. i don't know, but they do.


It also hurts me to see that person talking to you for the reason that they need something from you, or they have something to ask. It makes me feel like a terrible person.

Terrible to the point its utterly saddening and annoying and makes you feel like utter crap.

Terrible to the point that you are thinking you are a bad person for existing only when they need you.

Its just bad... plain bad.

the return

So it seems like a month since my last post here, and looks like my little meme will be finished in years time.

And It's 2011 already. I cant seem to believe that I started posting here almost a year ago now? And seeing my old post makes me wanna laugh or makes me wanna go back to those days, or makes me wanna crawl into my own skin.

A year. 365 days of randomness to anything and everything.

And, as the New Year enters, there are a lot of things that I have to go forward to, entering a new chapter in life that is college, wrapping things up in High School, About to try to change my ways of life. I don't know what else, but I am pretty sure as the days goes by many things will come, and go.

Knowing in three months time I have to say goodbye to high school.

And after two months I have to enter college.

College.

A new place, a new world, a new chapter.

I think it's weird. And I am a little excited about it.

College means new environment, new friends, new... everything.

But It doesn't mean we have to forget those people who became a part of our high school life, those people that became a part of our daily lives for the past years, those people who shared laughter and pains and everything.

Those people who became our family.

But sometimes, those people, who I dearly considered as my family, seems so far away from me, like I am invisible or something to them. I don't know, but there are just times that I think they're so close yet so far to me. Its like you know they're just beside you, yet it feels like they wasn't, and you are like somewhat invisible, and it feels very very bad.

But still, you cant help but to adore and love those people. No matter what happens.

And that was it. My 2011 will be a long long year. I suppose.

And this post went from the meme to future to my PMS drama to beyond. I feel sorry, and half relieved.

:)