
posted : Wednesday, February 11, 2009
title : Music Is my radar,
Well, Studying the whole day in that chilly library can cause one to go ga ga crazy! It was Maths and more Maths the whole of today. It was nice to have friends there to guide me because I would have unproductive at all.
Someone asked me today, in my opinion is my life a mess or a bless. A little bit of both I would say. Blessed because of the very truth of God himself in my life and of course friends. A mess would be my family and loss of my simple bliss in life. Many a times when my life gets to mundane I create problems for myself and the people I love. But when problems come to me as an inevitable form I am left with nothing more than what I started out with. It can serve as a lesson for me but isn't everybody the same? Its funny how one justify their own comfort zone. Oh, do you know that Pringles is a total mess, it contains cancer causing substance. Randomness but seriously, if you see anyone eating it. Tell them it could be their kidney at stake. HA! Thank God I don't snack. Argh! My days are beginning to be more like a vacuum cleaner!!! It sucks! I don't even know what I'm writing, maybe its the stress! Oh well, "Come Back To Me" You say you got to go and find yourself You say that you’re becoming someone else Don’t recognize the face in the mirror looking back at you You say you’re leaving as you look away I know there’s really nothing left to say Just know I’m here whenever you need me, I will wait for you So I'll let you go, I'll set you free And when you see what you need to see When you find you, Come back to me Take your time, I won’t go anywhere Picture you with the wind in your hair I’ll keep your things right where you left them I’ll be here for you Oh and I’ll let you go, I’ll set your free And when you see what you need to see When you find you, Come back to me And I hope you find everything that you need I’ll be right here, waiting to see You find you, Come back to me I can’t get close if you’re not there I can’t get inside if there’s no soul there I can’t fix you I can’t save you It’s something you'll have to do -David Cook |