I Swear I'll Melt If You Touch Me At All . . .

But Then I'll Ask You To Do It Again And Again. . .

Monday, November 19, 2007

Together

Golden smiles
And twisted styles.
Mystical ways
And lonesome days.

Sitting side by side
Looking through the night sky
Straining to see the world beyond
Knowing that we will before long.

Two stars
One from Venus, one from Mars
Coiled together in a fashion so old
One so timid, one so bold.

They stand the test of time
They get along oh so fine.
Their lives entwined
Their love is defined.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Kissing A Fool by Michael Buble

You are far
When I could have been your star
You listened to people
Who scared you to death, and from my heart
Strange that you were strong enough
To even make a start
But you'll never find
Peace of mind
Til you listen to your heart

People
You can never change the way they feel
Better let them do just what they will
For they will
If you let them
Steal your heart from you
People
Will always make a lover feel a fool
But you knew I loved you
We could have shown them all
We should have seen love through

Fooled me with the tears in your eyes
Covered me with kisses and lies
So goodbye
But please don't take my heart

You are far
I'm never gonna be your star
I'll pick up the pieces
And mend my heart
Maybe I'll be strong enough
I don't know where to start
But I'll never find
Peace of mind
While I listen to my heart

People
You can never change the way they feel
Better let them do just what they will
For they will
If you let them
Steal your heart

And people
Will always make a lover feel a fool
But you knew I loved you
We could have shown them all

But remember this
Every other kiss
That you ever give
Long as we both live
When you need the hand of another man
One you really can surrender with
I will wait for you
Like I always do
There's something there
That can't compete with any other

You are far
When I could have been your star
You listened to people
Who scared you to death, and from my heart
Strange that I was wrong enough
To think you'd love me too
I guess you were kissing a fool
You must have been kissing a fool

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Sadly inspring story.

In my frist lesson of the day (theological reasoning) we had to do a presentation on places that we wanted to goto in the future or really really liked. Me, Laura and Kayleigh did a presentation on New York City, yep. Itwent well. There were also presentations on Australia, Alaska, New Zealand, Finland, Peru, Russia and Lebanon. The las presentation was by Stephan. He wanted to go to two places, the first place was Turkey because he loves it there and the sencond was Romania. Now, I thought he wanted to go there for fun because Dani had chosen the obscure Lebanon and Adam had chosen Peru, oddly, so I just dismissed it. That was until he started going on about how he would like to meet his birth mum and dad. He was adopted from Romania with his brother at the age of 4 months and has never been back. Me and Kayleigh sat there aghast, not quite beliveing this. I felt so sorry that he had never know his real mum and dad and that he could have had a completely diffrent life in Romania if it wasn't for his adoptive parents. I started wondering about how children just like him in Romania really need help because the orphanages are apalling over there and poverty is common in Romania. These children need to be adopted otherwise they could go into a life of crime or even die atr a young age due to poverty. It also got me thinking about how his parents must have been in real trouble to give up both their children, as far as I know they are not the same age. For all he knows his parents ould be dead and he will probably never know. It makes me so sad that there are children out there who may never have a loving fmaily and there are that lucky few who escape their destinies with the help of adoption or forstering.

I just....
Yeah...
It's a tough subject to dwell on.
XX

Friday, November 02, 2007

Numbing of the brain and other such fun activities...

I really can't think right now.
All I know is that it's bonfire night tomorrow and it should be gooooooood.
Then, like, college again.
Whoop.
It's good, seriously.
No actual joke.
I quite enjoy it.
Yep.
XX