what about you?
Rambled at
11:16 PM on Tuesday, July 17, 2007 |
HaloscanTHE ESSENCE of the question - how are you?
it revolves around the crew like an weekly affair, how it sounds towards concerns or maybe - just a regular question embarking to the expecting answer of "yeah alright, what about you?"
I guess among every clique it takes place. In every clique there are conflicts. Like in the book, The Five People We meet In Heaven, it quotes ' Strangers Are FAMILY that you have yet to come to know'. Wow, how the author has actually look at this simple word and take it to just another level. But isn't that what we live for as well? To get to know more people each day is like a flowing issue everyone has.
On another note, i went to MASS service last sunday, wow. I would say thats one of the rare times i actually stepped into a church in a long while, moreover even listening attentively sometimes is really a miracle like WOW! I am feeling blessing recharged. HAHA.
NS liability is a fucking whore. Though not physically strainous these days, however it has shifted to becoming so much mentally. I'm glad to declare i am sick and i've got MC for today and tommorow. I need to rest. The relax smiling me is just a nice cover on the dumb book, while on the real note, i am mentally strained from the work i am receiving.
Not that no one asks, everyone do but why proclaim it.
This week will be worst, luckily on a note that the fat guy is back to work after 1 week on MC due to BACKPAIN. I mean how the fuck do you get that? You aint fucking pregnant or anything or maybe you are just generically Y. HAHA. And jeremy's on 1 week overseas over at australia. WOW covering his JOB IS NOT FUNNY balls. ITS A ALOT including MY OWN and moreover learning the FAT GUY's JOB AS well. Thats like IAN plus fat guy plus jeremy. That 1 brain for 3 jobs.THAT bitch fucking better promote me at the end of the year BALLS. I work my arse off for it. i DESERVE IT.
wow. overall, tmr i am going to work as well to do my poster for an event.
for now another song for you people with <3s,
Home
by Daughtry
album: Daughtry (2006)
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
