gone.
will i be back?
i don't know.
maybe i've started elsewhere.
maybe never. again.
jueves, julio 31, 2003
[ 212. Poem ]
Something that i ripped off Zeke's journal. Enjoy.
Too often we don't realise
what we have till its gone
too often we wait too late to say
"i'm sorry, i was wrong"
sometimes it seems that we hurt the ones
we hold dearest to our hearts
and we allow foolish things
to tear our lives apart
Far too many times
we letunimportant things into our minds
and then its usually too late
to see what made us blind
So be sure that you let people know
how much they mean to you
take that time to say the words
before your time is through
Be sure that you appreciate
everythin you've got
And be thankful for the little things
In life that mean alot.
Shannon left at 8:00 p. m..
the guy
xuan shannon male single 030985.
ntu cs year1 / vocalconsort tenor2 / hopesg nyc ntub1.
msn me.
his wishes
new clothes, new shoes, new bike, new friends, fantastic grades.
macbook, ipod nano, nokia n80, new wallet.
his horizons
malaysia, penang.
australia, brisbane/gold coast.
thailand, hatyai.
malaysia, genting.
malaysia, johor.
malaysia, melaka.
thailand, chiangmai.
australia, perth.
canada, edmonton/cold lake.
australia, rockhampton.
thailand, bangkok.
austria, vienna.
czech rep, olomouc.
austria, salzburg.
germany, munich.
switzerland, zurich.