sigh. There's still about 9 months more till i'm outta this hell-hole. Leading a regimental life sure sucks, at least to me. For me, I'm definitely the type who would want every day to be different, to be delightful. Then again sheer boredom has overcome me these days.. This is extreme. I cant believe that there are loads of people yearning to live the life I'm living now and yet I'm feeling that this is somewhat kinda torturous. Some days, I get so free that I dunno what to do and at the end of the day I'm like hell,what did i do today?. Indeed boredom kills. In fact I've never been more free in my entire life. Is it something I should enjoy? Or am I just wasting life away? Well anyway, hopefully i can get my driving license this year and do SAT.. stuff that i wanna accomplish this year. hmmm
I found god On the corner of first and Amistad Where the west was all but won All alone, smoking his last cigarette I Said where you been, he said ask anything Where were you? When everything was falling apart All my days were spent by the telephone It never rang And all I needed was a call That never came To the corner of first and Amistad
Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lying on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Whyd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me
In the end everyone ends up alone Losing her, the only one whos ever known Who I am, who Im not, who I want to be No way to know how long she will be next to me
Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lying on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Whyd you have to wait? Where were you, where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me
Early morning, City breaks Ive been calling for years and years and years and years And you never left me no messages You never send me no letters You got some kind of nerve, taking all I want
Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lying on the floor Where were you where were you?
Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lying on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Whyd you have to wait? Where were you, where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me
the fray-you found me
Monday, February 02, 2009
`kickstart the dead
hmmmmm. testing.
Bout the kid
Too much of sweets do not make you sweeter. Too bitter a heart, a man will never find happiness. done with the oldback
with the new
╚the name's RODNEY
╚goin 20 this year
╚entered this world on o1.o8.1989
╚God-loving/God-fearing
╚loves doing stuff which induces adrenaline rush
╚the rest is for me to know and you to find out