you told me you loved me
why did you leave me, all alone
now you tell me you need me
im already gone.
Friday, March 06, 2009
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11:22 PM
Keeps going on, doesn't it?
Salutations. Here I am, once again, ready to update. I have no idea what to type, so I'm just gonna go with the flow. Have been through a tough week, full of tears and heartache. But that is just life I guess. I shall continue to uphold my poker face. At least I think I have been upholding it. You can never really tell how someone else reads you. But you have to deal with the 'BOOYAH' moments, the bittersweet moments, and the downright shitty moments. Had a good talk with Ben and Abi over dinner at Pastamania. The food is surprisingly delicious yet horrendously overpriced. Tsk tsk. The pasta was delightful, with the right hint of Tabasco and the garlic bread was perfectly toasted. Haha. Before I turn into a food critic, I shall change the topic.
So, my birthday will be here soon. I am really excited. I just wish that my brother would be able to make it, against all odds, back home. I really want him to be here to celebrate this moment with me. I mean, cmon, you only turn 17 once. Cmon people over at SIA, have a heart. Please. Haiz. Let's just hope I have a good birthday. I shall put up a wishlist here, so that I can cross it off. Hopefully, stuff actually gets crossed off. Haha.
In other amazing news, I have finally wrote a song. Haha. I spent the whole of this evening writing this song. This came after my weeks of gritty practice on my guitar. My fingers have wonderfully turned blistery pink as perfect evidence. Trust me on this one, it ain't pretty. But despite this, I have gone against all odds, pursued all that is to be pursued, and challenged myself, to write this song. Too drama? Yeah. But, it paid off. All to have those words at the bottom of the song saying " Music and Lyrics by Deborah Malini." Yes, accomplishment is mine. Here's to many more songs to come.
Alright, I guess I have nothing more to blabber on about. Hope you all are doing well in your own daily rituals of life. Nad, I hope JC is going good. Can't wait to see you. I miss EV. Haiz. Well then, I shall be signing off now. Goodnight and Goodluck.
Can't read my poker face.
Sexy 17. It's my power shift.
=DeBbIe=
you are my past ; now, im my everything
