oh god how can i be so careless. oh god how can i not be too precise. or am i too a perfectionist? im my own worst critic i guez. oh well.

But mistakes is meant to be learnt from and that what i shall do. Im sorry if it seems i screw up but one can never be always perfect the first time.

The going back to school for rehersals have been one thing that keep me sane and alive and to know i still have a life. At least i know i can be my crazy, lame self and be surrounded by frens whom i can be comfortable with.

Part of me love what im doin but part of me dont coz im missing school too much. after werking the whole day and going to sch after that up to 10pm+, im so dead. tml another bz day at werk.

tOodlEs

mY tHoughTs

Thoughts surround me and buried me with worries and fears
Life ever changing with hopes and dreams keeps building and dashing
Time flies with a blink of an eye
As you realise things can never go back to once upon a time

I dont know why but sometimes i wonder
Where does this road can actually lead me to
I don't know how but i do ponder
How did i ever end up here
They say if one door closes another will open
But what if two doors open at the same time
How do you decide then?
How do you choose?
How do you know the door that you walk through
Will be the right one for you? 11/14/2006 04:10:00 PM