I was offered a one month shooting job that pays a lot.
And I mean a lot.
It would probably take me a year or so to earn that amount, and I admit that I'm tempted
But that will mean I'll be losing my current permanent job...
God help me...show me the way...I'm stuck..
thought out by marianah at 2:51 AM
I found this poem online.
A heart is not a plaything
A heart is not a toy
But if you want it broken
Just give it to a boy
Boys, they like to play with things
To see what makes them run
But when it comes to kissing
They do it just for fun
Boys never give their hearts away
They play us girls for fools
They wait until we give our hearts
And then they play it cool
You will wonder where he is at night
You will wonder if he is true
One moment you'll be happy
One moment you'll be blue
If you get a chance to see him
Your heart begins to dance
Your life revolves around him
There is nothing like romance
And then it starts to happen
You worry day and night
You see my friend, you're losing him
It never turns out right
Boys are great although immature
The price you pay is high
He may seem sweet and gorgeous
But remember he's just a guy
Don't fall in love with just a boy
That takes a lot of nerve
You see my friend, you need a man
To get what you deserve
So when you think you'll be in love
Be careful if you can
Before you give your heart away
Make sure that he's a man.
thought out by marianah at 7:07 AM
It's almost 9pm...and I'm still at the office...
Everyone's gone..except for me and Link.. we had a couple of smokes..
But before he came, I stepped out of the back door. I just stood there for I don't know how long..and this immense sadness cuts right through me.
It was deep.
I don't know why I felt that way. I just stood there in the dark, holding my pack of cigs, smelling my own perfume.
My friends were there..with me in my heart. But they were so so far away.
And so was Imran. He promised to call before 7.. and I looked at the time again..oh, why even bother...
Maybe this blog is the only way I can communicate to everyone else...and to the ones I care about.
I know I said I'm alone, but I'm not lonely, but for the first time ever...I really do believe I am.
'Oh no,
it goes.
It gone,
bye, bye.
Do I, I think
I'll sink,
and I die.' - Weezer
thought out by marianah at 5:41 AM
I got a funny weird message from Liza.
Haha, I'm actually still laughing..
I sent a message saying hello, and asked if she could passed me Rina's new number.
And her reply was......... *drumroll*
"So, have you been to your check-up?"
Heh, maybe it was sent to the wrong person, but it cracks me up.
Charlie -kins, if you're reading this, I bet you remembered the time when you wanted to messaged me and..and..
...you messaged yourself.
Haha...i'm getting lame by the second.
thought out by marianah at 9:34 PM
Sleep is good.
I slept like a pig,
but I cried like the river.
Peace said hello, finally.
I talked like a mute,
but I kissed like a whore.
Loved, -that’s all we’ll be.
Sleep is good.
Sleep is veddy, veddy good.
thought out by marianah at 9:20 PM
I have no idea what's the matter with me lately.
I'm so temperatmental. I get miffed at the slightest thing.
And Imran's kinda upset with it.
And I'm very upset with it.
My life is turning haywire.
I need a hug very badly.
thought out by marianah at 7:43 AM