Month: August 2001

My funny Valentine
Sweet comic Valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable
Unphotographable
Yet you’re my favourite work of art

Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?

But don’t change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little Valentine stay
Each day is Valentine’s day

Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words darling kiss me

Fill my life with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you

What a difference a day made.
Twenty-four little hours
Brought the sun and the flowers
Where there used to be rain
My yesterday was blue, dear
Today I’m part of you, dear
My lonely nights are through, dear
Since you said you were mine

What a difference a day makes
There’s a rainbow before me
Skies above can’t be stormy
Since that moment of bliss, that thrilling kiss
It’s heaven when you find romance on your menu
What a difference a day made and the difference is you

I am so into myYahoo now adays. Do you know that they got like tons of features! you can see a whole list here. I find the calendar, photo album, groups, bookmarks, weather info & notepad functions super useful. That day i was in a computer lab having a normal class session and when the tutor started writting notes on the whiteboard, everybody started writing it down on paper. For me i went to myYahoo, launch my notepad, typed everything down & when i went home, i ran my Intellisync for Yahoo! and my Microsoft Outlook is in sync with my online Calendar & Notepad. SUPER COOL! do you Yahoo!

I have this weird problem, at times I feel I can’t contain myself. My thoughts seem to be in syncopation with my body, my soul seems to be somewhere else. I always think I got a psychological problem, because apparently people think I am too abstract, the things I say, the topics that I dwell upon, the oddities of my fascinations and the stepped-back awe in creation itself. Have you come to the revelation that life itself is unimaginable, the concept of growth, the will of survival, the desire for knowledge, the need for answers to questions that only God knows how to ask.