The Butterfly Girl

Like a butterfly,

she has cast off

her earth-bound body.

She is ever young.

She is free at last to follow

the shifting patterns of light.

Free to ride the wild wind.

Free to find daylight.

jus 2 lazy to get up early in the morning...

waking up is the hardest thing to do in the morning, for going to work or whatever the reasons....especially sleeping late at nite...never mind bout going to work at a job you don't like! this is the thing i hate the most....even if i have to wake up early in the mornign for almost more than one year i still would not get used to it...i hate wakin up early....its not my thing i guess...Iv always had trouble getting out of bed in the mornings. n its really annoyin when my bell rings..*ring ring* just wanna smash the damn clock when it rings! and when I turned the bell off..I jus think, well why not lay here just a few minutes more before I wake up..and guess what! when I see that I'm a few minutes late or something..I justwish if i had woken up a lil more earlier... DAMN ! i like to go back to sleep the moment i wake up, i'm like... "go back to sleep, too tired" or "its too cold, stay in a bit longer!!" =p i only wake up early if i must, but thn i end up sleepin more and makin excuses 4 my boss or whoevr its is 4 being late...I really have to just drag myself up and push myself off the bed most mornings. If i can make it to the bathroom then i can stay up. its jus the most hard thing 4 me to do...even when i went early to bed i still dont want to get up early! but i have no problems stayin up late or even til morning... its jus wakin up early the issue here...how nice if can stay in the bed till late morning...

Thngs That Makes Me Happy...

hanging out with friends is absolutely amusing and unlimited fun. i Consider myself very lucky coz i have friends to hang around often. yestrday was very much fun, hangin out wit my 2 very bestfriends...
Shopping for nice clothes and a holiday with a friend always helps me. When i have a bad day or something, i need cheering up, and whats better than a new pair of shoes to help feel better...
A good vacation olways helps me to reconnect with myself.
listening to 2 a good song always gets me in the mood to sing.
watching my favourite movie with loads of Junk food and my best mates can really make me happi...

MY Dream Bedroom

want my bedroom 2 be kindda girly n simple with sm stylish deco's. painted pink n purple jus like ths one. an indoor plant n nice large windows wud jus b so perfact 4 me... n i love stuffd animals... they r so hugxy... dnt really need a large lamp... bt ths one is kindda stylish.
a lil design n paintings on the wall will jus b lovely...
love the celing... the huge windows... the dressing table, its jus simple n stylish... n ths wall rack, wud be jus great to put some of my fav books... sm flower plants...
and finally, a living room, inside my bedroom wud jus b fantastic, with a full sytem ofcourse. big flat screens... can imagine ol the fun i cud have, inviting ol my friends, having a fun sleep over, with sm snacks. can really have a fun girls night...

me & my friendsss...

I just want to tel my friends (3 very great friends) how much they mean to me. I don't know what I would do without great friends like them. they are the number one best buddies I have ever had. Without them my pathetic life would not be worth living. Whatever this world can give to me they make me live. I've been with them such a long time, each time they had stood by me. Whenever this world is cruel to me i got them to help me forgive.When things turn out bad i know i'll never be lonely. I really love all the things they did 4 me.

my sweet friends...

If You Give Mom A Wash Rag...

If you give a mom a wash rag, she will wash the counter!

Then she will see all the dirty dishes and think I better load the dishwasher.

Once she starts the dishwasher, she will think of her washing machine.

That will make her want to go switch the laundry!

As she throws in a load of darks, she will wonder if there are any dirty clothes in her kids room?

She will want to get those dirty clothes so she can wash them.

When she goes down stairs she will pas the computer, then she will think of her email...

She will want to check her email. Once she reads her email she will see that someone left a comment on her blog. That will make her want to post on her blog. Then she will want to read everyone else's blog.

Once she is done, she will see a shoe on the floor. She will want to put the shoe in the closet where it goes.

When she opens the closet she will see the vacuum, that will make her want to vacuum. When she is done vacuuming she will notice how dirty her kitchen floor is.

She will want to sweep the floor. Once the floor is clean she will want to mop it. While she is mopping the floor, she will hear the phone ring.

She will want to answer the phone. If the person on the phone is her sister she will talk for an hour! She will get tired of standing so she will sit on the couch...

All of the sudden she will ask her sister what time it is??? If her sister says "it's a quarter to four" She will say "bye, I have to go do carpool!"

She will get into her car and go pick up her kids. When her kids come home they will be hungry. She will want to make them a snack. After her kids eat their snack they will be messy.

She will need to wash them off, she will get a wash rag.... Once she gets the wash rag you know what it will make her want to do!!!!

The Dream By Leaves Eyes

Where do you sleep

What do you dream

What do you need

To be free

I see a little island

Where ebb and flow meet

We curl up by the fire

Your breath in my ear

We've found our paradise

Where fruits and flowers grow

The ocean's ground is white

Reflects the moonlight that glows

I cover you warm

Fall asleep upon my chest

I protect you from harm

And I will quench your thirst

When do we meet

Our love proceeds

When you are here

I am real too

I see a little island

Where ebb and flow meet

We curl up by the fire

Your breath in my ear

We've found our paradise

Where fruits and flowers grow

The ocean's ground is white

Reflects the moonlight that glows

I cover you warm

Fall asleep upon my chest

I protect you from harm

And I will quench your thirst

You're my queen

You're my angel

You're the love I breathe to live

You're my star

You're my leading light

You're the beauty I see at night

You're my queen

You're my angel

You're the dream I breathe to live

You're my star

You're my leading light

You're the beauty I see at night

Where do you sleep?

What do you dream?

I see a little island

Where ebb and flow meet

We curl up by the fire

Your breath in my ear

We've found our paradise

Where fruits and flowers grow

The ocean's ground is white

Reflects the moonlight that glows

I cover you warm

Fall asleep upon my chest

I protect you from harm

And I will quench your thirst

And I will quench your thirst

And I will quench your thirst.

The Forgotten Dream

In the early morning

a whisper comes to me

A love so pure and tender

beckoning to me

come hither

say the voices

crying out in dreams.

Abandon inhibitions

come to the angels' den

Where desire mixed with feeling

and the golden light of love

is sprinkled

as a perfume

throughout the holy air.

Where is this poignant perfume

that permeates the air?

Breathe deeply

the forgotten dream

it is everywhere.

Live A Life That Matters

Live A Life That Matters

Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours ordays.

All the things you collected, whether treasured or

forgotten, will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to

irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.

Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and

jealousies will finally disappear. So, too, your

hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.

It won't matter where you came from, or on what side

of the tracks you lived, at the end. It won't matter

whether you were beautiful or brilliant. Even your

gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought, but what you

built; not what you got, but what you gave.

What will matter is not your success, but your significance.

What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity,

compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched,

empowered or encouraged others to emulate yourexample.

What will matter is not your competence, but your character.

What will matter is not how many people you knew, but

how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.

What will matter is not your memories, but the

memories that live in those who loved you.

What will matter is how long you will be remembered,

by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.

It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters.

friendzzz...

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

To My Sis...Congratulations

on your marriage; I hope you

share a long and happy life together.