today i made a little wish
upon a dream i was dreaming
you held me in your arms so tightly
felt like i was your everything

yesterday is gone and today will pass
tomorrow’s a brand new beginning
i really want that moment to last
before i fell asleep

boy
wont you say that you love me
make me stay by your side
i dont want our story to end tonight
just tell me you’ll make it right
boy
dont leave me broken inside
promise you’ll make it all alright
i still want to fall asleep against your heartbeats
i’ll be sleepless tonight

today i said a little prayer
hoping you’d hear it too
i’ll sing you to sleep one of these nights
and tell you, i love you

hush now my baby
be still, love, dont cry
sleep as you’re rocked by the stream

sleep and remember
this river lullaby
and i’ll be with you when you dream

this picture was really stupid, i looked like i was trying to pole dance and i couldnt find the pole..

righttt. the shot is misleading.. HAHA!!

MY XIAO LAOGONG AND I AGAIN!! lol.

(he was pretty high and still tried to copy my pose. wth)

ahbao.. i swear my fingers were not controlled by me!! (*crossfingers)

Love, is like santa clause. Its a lie spun by people who needs something to believe in (or to make themselves feel happier). I stopped believing in it long ago. I once loved. I once believed in love whole heartedly and thought the world of it. Thus, i lost myself. my smiles turned into tears. my laughter into endless crying. alot of my friends would come to me and ask me about their love-life. it was easy peasy for me to tell them whats right and whats best. and i always said this to them,

when it concerns matters of your heart
use your heart
not your brains

and you’d never go wrong.

of course you have to bear in mind that there is a risk too. its not a satisfaction garanteed thing. you dont get a refund and you cant buy a insurance policy for it which means, you’d have to bear ALL the conseqences yourself (which sucks). and not forgetting that there isnt a guide book on how this damn thing operates.

one minute you are all lovey dovey and the next you feel like pulling strands of his armpit hair out while he’s tied to the national flag post. one minute he’s so into you and the next second he’s picking up the hot babe sitting at the next table. one minute you felt like he means the world to you, and the next, whats his name again?

ironic isnt it?
everything is just so sudden and you cant seem to find an explanation for it.
yet everyone seems to be searching for that one explantion, one logic.

thus, i conclude, that

the logic of love is, there is NO logic

dont try to find it anymore.
with love comes hurt and pain.
with love there will be tears.

and females and are hopeful creatures. which totally kills. they carry that little light of hope in them that true love still exist somewhere.. it doesnt sweetheart. there isnt such a thing. true love? yeah. im sure. its true when the guy is screwing you and he sure as hell is loving it. HAHA.
alright. i think im done ranting. two post. i should really stop.

its 9am. wth. sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep calista sleep!!