wish list
new iPod
sand
andy best drummer
kubo
acy
alya
anjo
anna
arianne
bea sales
berna
ceska
chippo
danielle
esme
eia
fatima
issa
izell
jan
juno
katwo
leo
migui
monic
monte
paeng
pastar
poj
renchie
rianne
russ
sam
trogi the pogi
sea food
bamboo
cambio
chicosci
itchyworms
kjwan
nARDA
parokya ni edgar
sandwich
urban dub
puka shells
google
yahoo
friendster
myspace
photobucket
hi5
blogger
pinoy chords
happy tree friends
ultimate guitar
henna tattoo
jordi labanda
carolina herrera
stella mccartney
dolce and gabbana
kate spade
marc jacobs
betsey johnson
nostalgia
November 2008 October 2008 September 2008 August 2008
Saturday, May 7, 2005


* sam
* urban nomadic
* photos. bands. coffee. arts. designs. Latin. beach. jazz. vintage. music. sunflowers. fashion.
new laptop
Have my own place
iPod Dock or Edifier
Have my hair dyed blue
Suzuki Swift
travel to Japan
go to Bora
more bags and shoes! :)
save and earn money
Have a merry Christmas this year
kaye anti-social
kei hang time
motie spongebob
nic mrs. johnny depp
tapel light my fire
ye X piracy X
mine kinky
panget si vincent
bob marley
no doubt
the darkness
magic899
NU rock1075
by-standers
sunday morning
Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well
You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion, so I can complain
CHORUS
I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to!
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me
I thought I knew you
But I've got a new view
I thought I knew you well... oh well
- no doubt -
Hmm... Exactly how I feel right now. After that last (last? Yeah, I think so) talk, I felt like a crumb, being crushed unnoticeably in the dining table. But I've had enough.
aloha
4:06 PM