Friday, October 1, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Taste
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
# 220 My Thoughts
- Congratulations Spain but ultimately to Germany. David Villa can never score, Torres can only be used as a scam with injury, ahhh..you have to watch to understand. It was the lousiest, most boring and most ridiculous match i've ever watched. Not to mention, the half an hour extra time to score a goal! AT THE 4th LAST MINUTE!
- Just realized that Usher could've earned his ticket to hell simply by singing his latest song, "Oh My God". Charge? Exodus 20 ~ Do not use My Name in vain.
- We are sore sinners.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
# 218 Waiting for Life
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
# 217 It's About Time
Friday, June 11, 2010
# 216 Pathetic
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
# 215 You're Real
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
# 213 Overcome
Monday, May 24, 2010
# 212 Replacement of mind
Thursday, April 29, 2010
# 211 First Graders
# 209 My Deal With Papa
Friday, April 23, 2010
# 207 None of the Above
- New pair of shoes
- Crazy books
- New phone
- Quoted shirts
- None
- Of
- The
- Above
Monday, April 19, 2010
# 206 As My Heart Checks My Song
Saturday, March 27, 2010
# 205 The Light that came on Earth Day
Saturday, March 20, 2010
# 204 So When IS The Time You Said You're Gonna Stand Up?
Friday, March 19, 2010
# 203 From James
# 202 The Answers Are "YES"
Thursday, March 18, 2010
# 201 When Least Expected
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
# 198 Look Back
Friday, March 12, 2010
# 197 Sudilah Aku
Sunday, March 7, 2010
# 195 I *heart* Details
Friday, March 5, 2010
# 194 When Pursuing Greater Things and Dreams
Friday, February 26, 2010
# 193 We All Know The State of Economics Now
Monday, February 22, 2010
# 192 Why Hollywood's No Longer My Hollywood.
Friday, February 19, 2010
# 181 I Know
# 180 "The Pictures Here Are Just For Fun..."
Friday, February 12, 2010
# 179 A Little Recovery
# 178 Oh, I'm Letting Loose.
Monday, February 8, 2010
# 177 A Date With Passion
Dragging our steps to school,
Is surely something we despise to do.
Often, our senses desire other satisfactions, true?
“Anything, BUT school”, we choose.
We’re blinded by our own lenses!
Fooled by our own “know-it-all”-senses.
The news, the negative views we choose breathe in,
Brings life to a cursing critic from within.
It only takes a U-turn in our naïve perspectives.
May your virtual views hold you not as captives.
The point of you coming to class,
Is the point of this poem becoming a must.
On the way to school,
Mould a new passion each day in the bus,
Refresh your mind before it turns to dust.
Your soul will appreciate and assure you just.
Drowned yourself each day with your passion,
Till there is no space for any zero-valued addition.
If you have no clue why you’re even at this institution,
You’re wasting 5 years or 1825 days of your youth potion.
It’s not the day’s fault that you find it stuffed with boredom,
Truth be told, for it was Created in utter perfection.
PS: It’s you who lived it out with no passion.