my favorite mistake |
A cold gust of wind welcomed me as I enter my room to sleep. Its Christmas, I said to myself. And not only by the coldness of the wind can you feel that Christmas is just around the corner, but you c...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
aftermath of 'the notebook' |
At last the rain had stopped pouring. Its been raining for so long that I already forgot what day it started. But God heard my prayers. The rain stopped. And today's sun is just about right. Toda...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Wherever You Are |
I love to see the oceans beauty
And the moon that shines above
Alone in the sand looking at the stars
Wishing someday I would find true love
Would it be nice to see the morning
With the o...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
...when it rains |
When I was a little girl, I was always fascinated with rain. The process of it. There seems something so dramatic in the way it is made. Then when I grew up I was amazed when I learned the process of ...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
mumbling.. |
it's just sad you never gave me the chance to explain... i've got so many things to say... sad you just took your own judgement and you never clarified my point.. if you had, if only you had let m...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
opinions |
i don't believe customers should be charged a parking fee if they will be shopping on malls. they can show a freaking receipt just to prove they bought something for cryin' out loud.
i do believe ...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
happy thoughts |
About two weeks ago, on my way home, i saw these two old couple walking toward the Rosario Church. They were holding hands and Lola was even smiling as, I assume, Lolo was cracking a joke. Seems like ...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
the man I want |
In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman, he was pursuing the question, "What kind of man are you looking for?" She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, "Do you reall...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
diggin it and diggin it hard.. |
here we go again... im listening to the wrong kind of music; im saying the wrong words; im doing the wrong thing; and so... with those, im digging myself a hole, and that soon im gonna bury myself ali...
Posted by cHiNg on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
