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Da Naked Chef

Monday, July 12, 2004

Has anyone heard of Jamie Oliver? The naked chef thing? Mygoodness man. He totally totally rocks. I don't know why, don't ask me why, don't question me about why he rocks. Because he simply rocks. There's no complex thing about that is there?

And he's married. Go see.
Jamie Oliver*

Tatas.

Love Story Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start

With her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
There'll never be another love, another time
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heart

She fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs , with wild imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely
With her around, who could be lonely
I reach for her hand—it's always there

How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away
And she'll be there

Haa—the sweetest song ever.

Today jogged a blasted approximate 8 rounds in school today. Not that it was that bad. In fact, it made me forget some cumbersome things. So, come to think of it, it was awesome. And I wanna go Hawaii. Confirm. On the long gone and past Sunday, Ruth and me agreed that we'd go to New Zealand during the three months after the O'levels, maybe with Jo. Because she'll also have a break. Then we can all go to the place and mess the neverending meadows up, the beautiful landscapes, the weeping willows, and the 'Scottish' village feeling it gives me. That slowmo feeling. I am itching to go someplace so exotic. How about the Bahamas? How about someplace coold. How much I anticipate it! (I really hope that I can go. With all my heart and all my might and all my sincerity. But sincerity can't get me anywhere. It can't get me an airticket. Bleahs~)

Longing coursing through every vein
Longing that involved into the wildest dreams of fantasy
Longing that stood still in the abyss of one's dreams.
Baseless longing
Vanishing slowly.

Feeling like posting a million lyrics that always hits the replay mode automatically in my mind. I think that'll be too much. It'll clog up my entire entry. So it's really tatas for today. And for the rest of the week.

Cheerios, and God bless whoever bothers to come read this.



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