Ok Ok… I went to school today because i needed some papers for shifting. I was going to request a Permit to Transfer and a Clearance thing… and surprise!!!! I need to apply for it AFTER I get accepted to the college I’m applying in. i wasted 30 minutes waiting coz i arrived at 12:55 and the office opened at 1:25 >_< talk about being on time.
Anyway, here at the cafe, there’s this woman who wants to chat (with webcam) and she wants me to teach her… at MY time. duh. as if i’m not a paying customer too. as if she’ll pay for MY time. I mean, here i am looking for a job etc…. anyway, she keeps on saying out loud that if she were such a genius with computers she’d teach everyone who’s jurassic. heh. talk about saving the world. anyway, she got a shopkeeper teach her. duh.
mm… I wrote a new poem/song last night. (or this morning, whatever). I’m still trying to fix the chords but the tune is ok already.
1
I will hide the pain
I will hide the tears
It’ll drive me insane
But I’ll face my fears
I’ve got to accept
From now on you’re gone
I would have just wept
But I should move on
Chorus 1
Your knife cut me deep
And the aches never end
I don’t want to weep
But heartaches don’t mend
I’m lost in my shame
But damned if I cry
Got no one to blame
No one to ask why
2
I will face the day
My yesterday’s passed
There’s no other way
This play lost its cast
If mem’ries come back
I’ll leave them behind
My life’s back on track
I’m done being blind
Chorus 2
Your hate cuts me deep
My sadness won’t end
But I’ll never weep
Though heartaches don’t mend
I’ve lost this damn game
And damned if I cry
Got no one to blame
Except you and I
Repeat Chorus 1 & 2
The sun may not shine
But damned if I cry
I’ll keep what is mine
And then say goodbye
hmm.. ok. this song isn’t dedicated to anybody. the tune’s just been playing on my mind over and over and i had a first line coming.
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31 March, 2004 (18:43) | Random | By: Mi

Mi is a 20-something-year-old tech support agent, wanna-be singer, wanna-be musician, frustrated photographer without a camera, blogger, observer, weirdo, and 













