lundi, décembre 12, 2005

Here is the proof that someone did drop by yesterday, though I did not see the food being touched. Maybe the sound of the heater chased them away before they had a chance to enjoy it.

samedi, décembre 10, 2005

Nocturnal visitors



Had visitors yesterday. Saw the footprints. I think it was a family because the prints were in various sizes. They were looking for food since it is so scarce right now. Maybe I will put out some of Frenchtoast's food for them tonight. I think they will like the treats, especially the alfalfa. It would be great if I can capture them in video tonight . I want to see how many they are.

vendredi, décembre 09, 2005

Snow snow go away

Freezing cold at night. So quiet, so peaceful.
So peaceful, so beautiful, yet a parlous
This was what I get when I got ready to leave the house.

mercredi, décembre 07, 2005

Semester is over

Another semester came and gone. My my ... what an unusual one this was! Thank goodness it is over and hopefully I get to catch some sleep and do something wonderful. Take a break from teaching and rushing to finish assignments. Got the final grades posted and still have a stack of reports and finals that the students left for me. I can't really blame them. Who would want to see all those when one is relieved from the craziness?
Before I forget, I'd better cover part of Frenchtoast cage so that she is not too chilly. Her ears seem nippy.
Happy holidays and may all is fine!

mercredi, novembre 23, 2005

Happy Thanksgiving

It's THANKSGIVING!!! I have so much to thank for, yet so much to pray for, but for now, I am just thanking the goodness in life. The snow has been falling since I opened my eyes, and it will keep falling for 2 days non-stop, according to the weatherperson. I just hope that no flight will be delayed so that everyone get to go home to their family safely, especially my sunshine. I am preparing my food a day early because I do not think I have enough time to cook tomorrow. It will be just the two of us with Frenchtoast but it may change, last minute arrangement ...

I was actually going to write something else but I strayed ... Oh yeah, writing story sucks! I tried it but I have to admit it is no fun at all. I may even end up with twisted spine and swollen wrist. Dangerous!!

vendredi, novembre 18, 2005

One year of searching

It just happened one day when I woke up and realised that I did not belong here. I left and little did I know that it would be the most unusual journey I had. I reached the city and managed to get a room after spending several days looking. It was not much, but it would do for now. A week after that I got a job waitressing in a restaurant. And there, I spoke to you for the first time, exactly a year and a half after I started. But I knew you even before that. You would come in once a week, always alone, got seated, then asked for Perrier, always Perrier. Even till now, each time I see a bottle of Perrier, it reminds me of you, and it makes me smile. I looked at you when I had the chance, sometimes I noticed you looking at me, but quickly looked away when I set my eyes on you. I never served you, till that day. My heart nearly jumped out when I saw you. Maybe your heart does know who is the right one for you. You asked for your usual, then you ordered your dinner. Your voice, so deep, so soothing. You never understand how a voice can drugged you till you experience it yourself. When you were done with dinner, I asked whether you would like to have some desserts. You said yes if you get to share it with me. I laughed, thinking what a sweet talker you were, and how you would definitely break my heart. Indeed, it did not turn out exactly that. But you were serious about dessert, and I told you that I would get off work in 2 hours. You said ok, paid for your dinner and left. I thought that was it till I left the restaurant 2 hours later and I saw you. We started talking and you walked me home. Something special emerged after that day. We did not have dessert that day but we did the day after that, and the day after that, and the day after that... You own a bakery, 3 blocks from my place. It turned out that you were the one who saw me first and that was how you knew where I worked.... to be continued ...

jeudi, novembre 17, 2005

Welcome Snow

Oh yeah, this is the time of the year filled with holiday spirits and with it comes the snow. It started yesterday evening when the temperature dropped from 45F to 25F and the sky was so cloudy, not the usual kind of cloudy that you see on a fine warm weather, you know the snow is definitely coming when you see this kind of cloudiness. It started with snow shower followed by flurry, then huge chunk of lake effect snow all through the night. By morning, everything was covered in snow. When I looked out of the window and saw a couple of snow covered pine trees with a lamp post in the middle, it reminds me of Narnia: the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe chronicles ... sigh ...
Happy Winter, may I have a good one this year. For others, stay warm.

lundi, octobre 17, 2005


Until the day I get to see you in person ... you will be in my dreams, my thoughts, the doodles I draw, the picture I sketch, the dough I knead to your form, the shape I cut out from the cookie dough, the teddy bear that I make unconsciously... until then ... from a dotty unusual shrew-startled .... zzzzzzzz

dimanche, octobre 16, 2005

God Only Knows

I may not always love you
But as long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I'll make you so sure about it

God only knows what I'd be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I'd be without you

jeudi, octobre 06, 2005

Song of Love

The blue sky can dissappear
And the earth can very well collapse
Doesn't matter when you love me
I became ignorant of the world
As much as love flood my mornings
As much as my body trembles in your hands
I care less of the problems
Because you love me

I will go to the end of the world
I will paint the night yellow
If you asked me to
I will bring down the moon
I will steal the luck
If you asked me to
I will disown my homeland
Even my friends
If you asked me to

They can laugh at me
I'd do anything
If you asked me to
If one day,
you are taken from me
And if you die,
when you are far from me
It doesn't matter when you love me
Because I will die too
We will have the eternity
Among the most immense blue
In our world
No more problems to worry

Do you love me as I love you?

EG/MM/GP

dimanche, septembre 25, 2005

Got Love?

Love is magical, love is beautiful
Love is caring, and it is wonderful
Love treasures, love remembers
Love does not discriminate
Love is everything sweet and nice
put into one.

But love gets greedy,
love causes pain
love suffocates and it kills
love destroys a soul
and hardens it
love causes dilemma

Only human can turn
something simple into
a complicated crisis

mardi, septembre 20, 2005

Have you?

Have you ever been in love
You could touch the moonlight
When your heart is shooting stars
You're holding heaven in your arms
Have you ever been so in love?
Have you ever walked on air
Ever felt like you were dreamin'
When you never thought it could
But it really feels that good
Have you ever been so in love?
The time I spent waiting
For something that was heaven sent
When you find it, don't let go
Have you ever said a prayer
And found that it was answered?
All my hopes have been restored
And I ain't looking anymore
Have you ever been so in love, have you?
Some place that you ain't leavin'
Somewhere you're gonna stay
When you finally found the meaning
Have you ever felt this way?
'Cause have you ever been so in love, so in love
You could touch the moonlight
You can even reach the stars
Doesn't matter near or far
Have you ever been so in love?

I have, and I am still ...
and I pray that I will forever
And I cannot thank
Everyone and Allthing
enough for making it happen!
Benez et protegez nous, svp

lundi, septembre 19, 2005

Is it you?

I have been so overwhelmed with this feeling of sadness for a few days now. I do not where it comes from at all. Thinking that it is depression I am getting, but then it is not the kind of depression I normally feel. At times, especially during the night, the intensity is so astounding that it has the ability to stop my breathing. Feels like every breath I take could be the last one, so harsh so savage, an onerous task. Where does this come from? Is it just a feeling from deep within me, or is it a sign of acknowledgement? If it is the latter, why me? Is this a gift, or is it merely a curse? A silent plea from the one who sent it out? Who am I to accept this confession? No possible explaination for it. Well, it is more logical to accept the former. This will go eventually, and life resumes its pace once again. I can only feel, I cannot grasp you. Let me breathe freely, show yourself, let it go ... and may peace be with you.

dimanche, septembre 11, 2005

An opened mind

The norms of society influence the behavior and the thought process of the people who are in it. On a positive note, courtesy, consideration of others, and respect are some of the values that should be a norm in any society. However, many people are blinded to these positive values. Instead, they are more apt to absorb the negatives. In a society where the norm is to behave as though no one else is better than they, is just ignorance. We may debate over ethnocentrism. However, ignorance is not ethnocentric. People have to realize that we depend on each other to survive and thrive. When people refuse to leave their cocoons and open their eyes to the rest of the world, they stay stagnant in their perceived perfect society. They do not better themselves because they are already “perfect” in the society that they are. With their mind set on themselves being “perfect”, they have placed on their set of blinders. When others point out to them that they are not in sync with the more positive ways, they build resistance. Perhaps they are afraid of change, one might say. It is actually more of ignorance and arrogance. They believe strongly and constantly portray themselves as sweet and sensitive. Thus, unable to see that others are having difficulties in relating to the way that they are because of their hidden faulty ideology, that they refuse to recognize. Perhaps these people should look more closely at themselves before they ask questions.

mardi, août 30, 2005

I wonder

Tomorrow will be my first day teaching microbiology laboratories. I am nervous and at the same time excited about it. I just hope everything will be going well. Oh well ... we will see. Chance ou malchance, on verra bien .. comme toutes les choses dans ma vie! Got my favorite cd of the corrs, talk on corner. Love the album ... I missed the songs so much. Brought back memories of yesterdays ... one of few albums where I love most of the songs. Got to go now... relaxing to my favorite songs while preparing for tomorrow.
Peace to the world and Stop seal clubbing!!

jeudi, août 11, 2005

Got Lesson?

Mistakes well learnt will never ever be repeated! That is so damn true!

dimanche, août 07, 2005

Where are they?

Courtesy, like common sense, is getting more and more rare nowadays. Common sense is not so common after all and courtesy is not so courteous anymore. To the 'common senser', keep spreading your senses and to the 'courteouser', keep being polite because when you are no longer in the picture, that's what people will remember you by, no matter how brief the encounter is ... Peace to the world amidst this catastrophic!

mardi, juillet 26, 2005

Why?

Why do people have less patience with their loved one? With strangers, their tolerance level is a lot higher than with someone they are closed to. People get impatient when their loved ones ask mundane questions, or make plain remarks about something. So what if it's a question already answered a while ago? So what if it's a common sense remark? Just because you do not tend to remember certain things you heard doesn't mean that we ARE supposed to remember everything you said.
Just because you have a bad day or a tiring day does not mean that you have the right to release your anger on anything trivial. Anger towers above all other, when anger flares up, not even love or compassion can overcome it. At moment like this, sometimes the other side may wonder what's the point of being there, or even trying to make conversation if one gets vicious response. Remember, unless you are perfect, accept others flaws, just as others accept yours! Doesn't it make you want to rethink about life? You are definitely right, life is as cruel as it is, you do not need these kind of craps as well! Talk about uptightness! Not forgetting that intelligence came with a price as well ... it's impatience!!! Thank goodness for blog, it takes everything. Maybe this is what those people need ... GET A BLOG!! THEN YOU CAN CRAP AS MUCH AS YOU WANT! And the best thing is, you cannot hurt its feeling ... it's emotionless! That's what you need right there ...

samedi, juillet 23, 2005

One minute of shock

Well, it is finally out! I couldn't keep it any longer in me. The burden was too heavy for me to bear. I spilled it out to him at last. At first he took it easy, maybe it had not hit him yet of the truth. Eventually, as reality set in, he became more and more stunned.
'How long did you know?' he spoke softly, so hush that I had to stop sobbing to comprehend him.
'A while ago,' I answered, not daring to breathe in case it broke the spell, releasing the real emotion hidden.
'I am who I am, I cannot change it, nor can I ignore it,' I added quietly. 'They need me and my enemies definitely cannot know about you. You are my pillar of strength, my universe and yet will be my downfall against evil. I wish I can disregard them, but they have no control of any situation, their only mistake was to be born among their enemies, who are getting stronger as we speak.'
'So this is it then?' he asked.
'This is it, my love, now I understand why I am different. This is my fate, just as it was fate that unite us. Maybe when all the chaos is over, maybe then fate will bring us together again ....' I stopped, as he became inconsolable the more she went on.
'Just go ... leave me alone.' he whispered.
I left, my heart shattered into many pieces as the distance separating us increased. This one minute had changed my life forever.
That was the last time I saw him. I never knew what had became of him. I visited once, during time of lapse, thinking that I could see him discreetly, but he no longer lived there anymore and I lost hope of ever finding him after many attempts. In moment like this, even my difference could not help me. I gave light to the lifeless, in return, I lost mine. We won eventually, but with victory meant nothing to me. No one to celebrate with, no one to listen to my stories. I became just another brokenhearted being ...
My name is Amelia Soulange and this is my story.

jeudi, juillet 21, 2005

Got time?

One year of searching
And I finally found you
One month of hesitating
And I eventually told you
One week of planning
When I somehow surprised you
One day of restlessness
I was determined to say it
One minute of shock
Left me paralysed
One second of realisation
Of what I did
One decade of regret
I still cannot let go
A lifetime of heartache
I carry with me

samedi, juillet 16, 2005

The Power of Hogwarts!

Oh the misery we put ourself into just to get the 6th book we have been waiting for so long. AT LAST! The wait is OVER! I cannot believe that I actually went to the store at 11.30pm at night, waited impatiently among other Harry Potters' fans for Harry Potter and the half-blood Prince. Some came all dressed up, oblivious of the surrounding, too caught up in their fantasy world of magic. Mums waiting eagerly as their child/ren kept asking them ... 'Is it here? Is it here yet?' Those noisy bunches of lee .. I mean oats! Around 12.07am (yeah, they prevaricated. 12.01am my fesse!), 900 books were pushed out and there went Harrys' fans! Unimaginable transformation!! Thank goodness they are just plain Muggles, therefore none had proper wands! Can you envisage the catastrophe! Human turning into insects, reptiles, etc ... I finally managed to get one with the aid of a former neighbour I saw while waiting for the grand appearance. And it's not over yet, oh no!! Now it's the queue at the check-out. Of course as anticipated, all of the express check-out started to fill up rapidly. I eventually paid for the culprit and here am I. Now if you pardon me, I may have to let you go so that I can start my 6th year at Hogwarts ...

vendredi, juillet 15, 2005

The Power of Song

Cost of a CD player: $250.00
Cost of your favorite CD: $15.00
Cost of gas to get your CD: $2.00
Cost of electricity to listen to your CD: $10.00
The memory you get from listening to the song few years later: Priceless!

For anything else, there's a J.O.B somewhere that you can do which pays for your other stuffs.

jeudi, juillet 14, 2005

Got Luck?

Life is full of ups and downs, mostly downs. During the down times, it is especially doleful when your loved one is so far away and there's no other person who can offer the kind of solace you get from your significant other. You can only carry these doldrums to a certain point before you finally break down. Life is more bearable when you have someone to share it with, I guess. It's just annoying when someone told you that the downs will make you stronger. How strong do you want to get anyway?!! Probably just an excuse ... got to see life in the brighter side, right?

vendredi, juillet 01, 2005

Got Wish?

So one night, I have came to a decision that I wanted to sky-dive before I get too old. I decided that PA would be the state I would want to do it. It was this one short time that I wished for it and never put any thought to it after that. So I got here a few days before independence day, lazing around watching tv when the news announced that this one place will be offering skydiving activity for $100. I will definitely have to forgo this wish right now. What's so amazing though, is that whenever one wishes for or even thinks of something, just once, is enough for it to come true. But when you keep wishing for something that you really need, or think you need, most of the time it doesn't come true. Oh well, I guess only the divine knows what's important for us. So for those out there, don't wish too hard, you may not have it granted. Got wish?

jeudi, juin 16, 2005

Could I?

I could wait for you
like Rat hole in your boot
Waiting to be fixed
I could wait for you
But what good will that do
But to leave me pricked

-D.R

dimanche, juin 12, 2005

Got Words?

Can you really say that you understand adults even when you are one yourself? I remembered when I was young, words came freely out and I don't have to worry about offending anyone because apparently, I realised now, kids can accept a lot of crap from other people better than adults. Now, everything one says has to be guarded and precise because, goodness know why, adults analyze everything ... they way you talk, the words you use, the expression you give, even to the tone of voice ... Well, I got to admit, there are some mentioned above that you really need to express gingerly, but to the extend of dissecting every little bit and pieces of your conversation ... that's kind of farcical isn't it? No wonder adults don't get to cherish the simple things in life. I realise that the older I get the less I talk because most of the time, it's better to keep my mouth motionless. I wonder whether it's a good thing because people tend to forget if they don't exercise their aptitudes often ... oh well, you never know, I may end up ameliorating my writing instead. So ... got words?

lundi, juin 06, 2005

Got Way?

mercredi, mai 25, 2005

Got Weird?

What does it mean when you dreamt of something odd, such as bumping into someone you have never seen before, but were totally gregarious with the person in the dream, or being in a strange location? How about being in one unfamiliar place and return to the same place over and over again a few days later? Does this mean you may want to pay better attention to this kind of dream?

According to coolquiz.com, there are two different interpretations of why we dream, the physiological theory and the psychological theory. "Two underpinning physiological facts go towards supporting this theory of dreams. The first lies in the fact that the first two or so years of ones life, the most formative ones for learning, are also the ones in which the most REM sleep occurs. It follows that during this time of the greatest REM sleep, we experience the greatest number of dreams. The second physiological fact that lends credence to this theory is that our brain waves during REM sleep, as recorded by machines measuring the brain's electrical activity, are almost identical in nature to the brain waves during the hours we spend awake. This is not the case during the other phases of sleep.
Psychological theorists of dreams focus upon our thoughts and emotions, and speculate that dreams deal with immediate concerns in our lives, such as unfinished business from the day, or concerns we are incapable of handling during the course of the day. Dreams can, in fact, teach us things about ourselves that we are unaware of."

Oh well, as long as the unprecedented dreams are beautiful, I do not mind dreaming it repeatedly. Maybe one day when you travel far enough, you may find the place you dreamt of, or even find the person you saw in your dream. Isn't that just enigmatic?

How Do We Know?

We saw it through
Good, Bad, Ugly
We stood strong
But our hearts told us we were wrong
How do we know
When to quit
When to give up
When to throw in the towel
Do we decide with our hearts?
Do we decide with our heads?
How do we know?
How will it all go?
Where will it all go?
How will it end?
As we strive to survive
Know that you will always be
Near and dear to me
And this I want you to know
My love for you will be
More than I'll ever know

-csf

samedi, avril 23, 2005

Got Door?

It is true what people say about when a door closes, another one will open. But it is also true that you must feel optimistic when a door closes because being rancorous about the closed door, or rather the reason for it doesn't help much in finding an open door. Thing happens for a reason. Even though it is hard to accept the iniquity, eventually one comes to realise that it wasn't such at all ... more of an opportunity that you dare not venture into for fear of the unknown.

jeudi, avril 07, 2005

Will this ever end??

Final week ... it seems I'm about to go crazy trying to get everything done and catching up with what I've missed. Haven't been sleeping well lately with all these chaos going on. Boy oh boy ... will I be doubtlessly glad when all this is over after the 20th. ... can't abide the moment where I can just dawdle around not having to worry about exams. Until then, what more can I say except ... enjoy it while you can coz maybe one day, you will miss all this ... and I utterly agree!

mardi, avril 05, 2005

There's a tinkling chinkling going on ...

There's a tinkling chinkling going on
Somewhere in the midst of this chaotic world
It's going on everywhere and everyday
All you have to do
Is to be real quiet
And listen as hard as you can
Coz when you hear
this tinkling chinkling
You know everything will be
Alright ...

samedi, avril 02, 2005

The Journey of Mr. Cacahouete

Let's just say Mr. Cacahouete is a person of his own kind, trying to survive in this cruel world, making a good future for himself and Mrs... nope, no kid yet but that's ok coz kids are pain in the fesses, if i may say so, not to say that they are famous for their atrocities and they suck you dry, phyically and mentally. So now, everyday in the morning, Mr. Cacahouete sets out to work, saying goodbye to his lovely tiny babblative wife. Looking tan, just as a cacahouete should look like, he arrives at work and startes doing his stuffs. As the day goes by, as more and more bugaboos get solved, Mr. Cacahouete becomes ... how do I say it ... RED! Yes, red it is. Why? No idea. Apparently, it is due to his ire. The more shirty he is, the redder he gets. Been like that for a while now, and that's how he's known as from then on ... RED ... like the red spanish peanut! Lol .. Pretty amazing eh? Becareful Mr. Cacahouete or you'll remain red forever. ; )
Oh well ... just a short piece written for someone who has ... Red's Tales!!!

samedi, mars 26, 2005

Perhaps You Think You Never Will Recover

Perhaps you think you never will recover.
Abysses in your heart disturb your pleasure.
Underneath each sunlit ecstasy
Lie shadows of the fortunes of another,
A fate that's both your burden and your treasure.

Taken from:
http://www.poemsforfree.com/philpo.html

Trappe

Why do you ever feel like there are times when nothing seems to go your way? ... when time is going too fast that you can't seem to catch on with it but at the same time it's going too slow that you are impatient for the results? Why this ordeal? Is this really an ordeal or is it just what you make out of it, an illusion that you created? ... I feel so overwhelmed with many things. It seems so hard to please everyone when you know that you have only that much to give. Seriously, don't you feel like telling everyone to *&%# and just do what you want? Yeah ... especially now. Took a card out and this is what I got ...

The Struggle
You feel a sense of conflict. The struggle that seems to be happening outside of you may, in reality, be happenning on the inside. You feel as if you are striving, but you are immobilized at the same time: chaos has resulted from the presence of conflicting ideas. Allow yourself to 'fail', allow yourself to 'lose', and you may find you are actually winning. In losing all, you will gain everything. In this case, you are merely relinquishing that which is obsolete.

Maybe I am analyzing too much. Should just concentrate on my studies now. Others can come later. Too bad if you can't wait. Just because I don't say anything doesn't mean I don't know anything. Just because I don't mention it doesn't mean I don't notice it... peace to the world!

lundi, mars 21, 2005

Une signe ailleurs

Is it time to relinquish? I came to do what I was supposed to do and I guess it's time move on. Maybe I am supposed to stop fighting and let it go. Maybe it's not meant to be, heck, maybe it was never meant to be. You can fight for a while, but you can never fight forever. Where is the sign that was supposed to guide me? Do you only get it when you reach the entrance? Did I miss it, or was I too blind to notice it? Perhaps I went to fast, perchance I saw it but repudiate it. Maybe there were more signs along the way, maybe I actually missed all of them. Or maybe they were actually there, except that I got into the wrong entrance. Eventually I'd end up where I started ... right? Save it's a different entrance now. And then what? Shall I wait for a sign? Will someone, somewhere, anyone, anywhere show me? The little voice in me tells me that I should, it doesnt know why, just that I should! You know what ... maybe the little voice is the sign!

jeudi, mars 17, 2005

Mon Soulagement

Aujourd'hui, la journee ne commencait pas bien. J'avais un peu le cafard. Mais, le monde continuait meme si je voulais arreter et respirer. Je n'avais pas de choix sauf de le suivre. Je suis alle en cours. Je n'ai rien ecoute. La classe suivante ne serais pas mieux non plus, je me sus dit. Alors, le cours a commence, j'ai essaye de suivre ce que le prof disait, mais ce n'etait pas facile, je te dis. Il l'a fini 10 minutes en avance. Je croyais que je pourrais faire mes affaires jusqu'il a dit .. 'Je ne suis pas content du tout de vos resultats. Je crois que vous pouvez faire miex que ca ... ' Je l'ai vu et je me suis sente que mon coeur, il a arrete un instant .... When I got it back, boy was I glad. It wasn't what I wanted but it'd do right now. Been telling myself that I must give thanks ... Isn't it amazing how a little thing can change your temperament in an instant. Maybe I should start letting go and just live simply ... enjoy the sun, appreciate the plants that are coming out soon and decorate the world, smile more often ... coz your possessions will be someone elses' when u die, but what and who you are will be yours forever ... peace to the world, and say NO to seal clubbing! You may not realise it now, but when the animals become extinct, you will too ...

mercredi, mars 16, 2005

Iou's journey

The wind is blowing southbound, tagging along with it is the chill that it accumulated up north. My battle has just begun and there will be more coming as I advance toward you. I'd sacrifice myself as long as you are safe in my kingdom once again. Fear not my love, for when I am gone, I will return in a heartbeat. When you feel the wind caressing you, it is I who will be touching you. When you feel the sun wrapping its heat around you, it is I who will be embracing you. When it rains, it is my tears that will be dropping on you. When you fall, I will be there to break your fall. And if you cry, I will be the gentle breeze wiping it away. And when you laugh, I will be the muscles that expand your heart so you can laugh harder. And when you sleep, I will be the dreamcatcher that brings you only sweet memories of us together. And do not regret that we have quarrelled because they bring us closer. Fly and see the world, for I will be in every crook and corner, guarding you. And when you are weary from your journey, lay down and close your eyes, and listen to the rustle of the leaves for that will be my whispers to you. And if life is too arduous to endure, remember this and say it softly, and the little fire in you will kindle again and ever.

lundi, mars 14, 2005

Phew ...

What a relief! Finally did what I wanted to do. From now on there won't be any sottises of any sort anymore. Count every blessings ...
Went to school and removed my first batch of freeze-dried pellets. I like the geoscience lab, it's like a 'pagan-lab', posters of the 4 elements, 4 seasons, Sarah Mclachlan, etc ... plants such as cacti, this and that .. probably hidden somewhere are the cauldrons or a weed or two!! That'd be interesting ...

Je me promis

A partir d'aujourdhui,
pour les choses suivantes:
-les mauvais memoires
-les histoires tristes
-les gens desagreables
-mes tristesses
Je vous donne le doigt!!

vendredi, mars 11, 2005

Message Personnel

si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes
ne crois pas que tes souvenirs me genent
et cours et cours jusqu'a perdre haleine
viens me retrouver

si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes
ei si ce jour-la tu as de la peine
t'as trouve tous ces chemins qui te menent
viens me retrouver

si le degout de la vie vient en toi
si la paresse de la vie s'installe en toi
pense a moi

mais si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes
ne me considera pas comme un probleme
et cours et cours jusqu'a perdre haleine
viens me retrouver

si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes
n'attends pas un jous pas une semaine
car tu ne sais pas ou la vie t'ammene
viens me retrouver

What now!!

The night is my friend
to whom I share my secrets
to whom I share my happiness
to whom I share my sadness
The night is my friend
who listens to my thoughts
over and over again
the night has became my friend
ever since you left and took the sun with you