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Monday, June 28, 2010
If you had to throw away either your TV or your computer, which would you choose?
TV...i really dont watch television like that
Monday, June 21, 2010
hallooo. what's your favourite music ?
whatever sounds right to me or whatever lyrics reach out to me...i dont have a favorite genre or anything. but i guess i would have to choose R&B and Neosoul.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Don't Quit (Unknown)
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worse, that you must not quit.
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worse, that you must not quit.
Footprints - Larry Prellop
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him, and the other to the LORD.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there was only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."
The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."
♥
When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there was only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."
The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."
♥
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Let The Rain Fall
dribble dribble drop!
your presence is at first unknown
the tiny trickles you leave are not yet noticed
they havent added up to be something more...not yet...
dribble dribble drop!
dribble dribble drop!
and suddenly, you've become stronger!
as if somewhere along the way you've been cued.
you've come out at my weakest moment.
dribble dribble drop!
dribble dribble drop!
and now! now there's a raging wind amiss!
the heavens have opened up and they're releasing their anger!
the earth's quaking and i begin to fear...
dribble dribble drop!
dribble dribble drop!
and as suddenly as you've reared, you're gone...
there's no further trace of you whatsoever, as though you've vanished...
that is. except for the scars left behind...scars only seen if you look close enough...
dribble dribble drop!
dribble dribble drop!
i'm left shaking! comfort is thought to be never found...
and now that i know your presence, i feel it everywhere!
here and there...distress is always at hand....
dribble dribble drop!
dribble dribble drop!
relieve! the rain is now washing away the unease,
and a halo of succor has surrounded me.
the storm is over...for now...
inspired by the unexpected and short lasting rain...
Aye! Get Hip To Fossil!
so...i seriously love this store yo!!
my vintage inspiration. lol i hope to work here one day (dead serious!)
my vintage inspiration. lol i hope to work here one day (dead serious!)
LOOKBOOK.nu
so i've just got hip to lookbook. im now awaiting my approval. be on the lookout for my page!
for now here are some of my favorite looks:
for now here are some of my favorite looks:
I Create!!
its that time of year again....TIME TO RAID THE CLOSETS!!!
me and my scissors...we have A LOT of work to do. and to my fortune...my sewing machine is broken = \
time to bring out those old clothes and those oversized tshirts that know no longer looks at. those items in storage that are collecting dust in the basement. those ugly shirts that mother bought and to her dismay are never worn. those paint and ketchup stained material that seem to of no use now.
but nothing is ever as it seems...
that plain yellow shirt can be customized
that oversized blazer can be used to accessorize
those messed up pair of jeans can be cut and converted
the things a simple chain can do! some colors and some buttons...the possibilities are endless!
with a needle and a thread...i begin!
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