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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

A Dreamer's Thoughts

Should I believe in you?

Every night I see you in my dream. Every night you give me this kind of warmth that nobody has ever given me before. You’re like an angel who first appeared to me with some kind of glow around you. But that’s it, just a dream. And so I wonder if I really should believe in you.

My dream is so much better that my reality. Why? In my dream, I see you. Guess what, you’re all that matters to me right now. But it seems like I forget to remember you during the day. But when night comes, I fall head over heels again to that smile of yours. I’m so blinded by your light. Could you please let me stay?
The very memorable thing that I couldn’t erase in my mind was when we stayed comfortably in the middle of the ocean. I wasn’t scared when I was with you, nor frightened because there’s nobody there to help us. It didn’t even cross my mind. Maybe that’s the nature of our dreams. It reflects our innermost thoughts, thoughts that are buried deep inside us and wants to come out even in the simplest kind of our imagination. This is where everything gets excited, at least for me.

You took my hand the moment our eyes met. You said this is fate, our fate. We’re in a different world nobody else could imagine. This is where we could do things we’d been dying to do in the earth plane, things that are unbelievable and unreachable, things that are supposed to be just a dream. This is a dream.  A dream where a girl like me and an angel like you met.

You are an angel. You said you’re an angel who just stopped over in our world and was accidently hit by cupid’s arrow. That’s when you saw me, the girl you’ve waited until you breathed your last but never came. But here I am now, waiting for another surprise from the what-so-called destiny. Maybe that arrow hit me too.
It was time to go, his time to leave. I admit everything seems so hard to me. Should I believe in him? Is he just a figure of my imagination? Or a real angel who fell in love with me? It doesn’t matter now because he already left. He left me stranded in the middle of the ocean for his commitment to God is much more important than thinking for himself. His time is over. It was a trick by fate. He just wanted me to experience true happiness. But it didn’t last. As soon as I wake up, does he expect me to just forget him? His simple gaze is stuck in my head. And I knew that I will need a lot of time to forget his eyes, his smile, and his warmth. The good thing is I didn’t have to. When I opened my eyes, I was in his arms. Blinded once again by his light, but this time, it isn’t a dream anymore.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Collection of covers

Note: sorry for my mistakes! :(


This is my short cover of Don't Want An Ending by Sam Tsui..
I love this song!




Whoah.. I saw this on my computer a while ago.
it's an old video, i think.
actually i removed the video and replaced it with a picture instead.
hahaha!
This is also one of my fave songs!
it's so fast.. not really my genre, but i love the song so that doesn't matter anymore. :))
Wedding Dress (English Version)
I got the lyrics from YouTube :)


Saturday, October 9, 2010

Jeepney :)

Uhmm.. this is a short song i wrote last night. It's not that good, I know, but I hope you still like it. hehe. Thanks for watching! By the way, it's entitled JEEPNEY.. And no, I can't relate to this song, I just wrote it for no reasons at all..

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Untitled :P

Untitled :P

It was yesterday when I said goodbye,
Two months later, I was out of my mind.
Deafening silence, filled the air around,
Was it just me who can’t hear your sound?

‘Coz I’m missing you,
Every single time.
And I’ve been waiting,
Asking for that one sign.
I’ve been wondering
If you could come back.
Or I’ll be stuck
Wishing you were here
With the girl
Who thought everything was real.

I felt the warmth of your hands,
When you’re sitting next to me.
It was a simple touch
That put a smile on my face.
I’ll tell you honestly,
That it won’t fade away.

‘Coz I’m still missing you,
Every single time.
And I’m still waiting,
Asking for that one sign.
I’ve been wondering
If you could come back.
Or I’ll be stuck
Wishing you were here
With the girl
Who thought everything was real.

Don’t let another year pass us by,
It’s been too long.. Too long..
If you’ll just take my hand
Once again
We’ll all have our happy ending.
Don’t let it be over…

‘Coz I’m missing you,
Every single time.
And I’ve been waiting,
Asking for that one sign.
I’ve been wondering
If you could come back.
Or I’ll be stuck
Wishing you were here
With the girl
Who thought everything was real.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Crazy Little Thing Called L-O-V-E

Crazy Little Thing Called L-O-V-E

                Who are you looking at? I asked him. He was my ultimate best friend, my true companion for the past five years. I saw him looking at the group of cheerleaders in front of him. I saw her. She was the girl he always talks to, Jane. Who wouldn’t like her anyways? She’s pretty, smart and well, just gorgeous. My best friend must have fallen for her, too.

                Thirty minutes till our next class. We were in the hallway when someone patted me on my shoulder. It was Jane. We’re on the same class.

                “Hey,” she called.

“May I join you, guys?” she asked.

Flinn looked at me and I could sense that he wanted me to tell her that it’s alright. I felt a little uneasy with her. I’m standing beside an almost perfect girl and that makes me look like her maid. Flinn and Jane were the only two having fun together so I left them talking and proceeded to my class.

No one could tell if I’m feeling bad or not, actually, no one cares at all. I’m not as pretty as her and I’m also not smart like Einstein. I’m just your typical girl who always wears t-shirts and jeans. That’s pretty much everything about me. Oh, I almost forgot, did I mention that I’m a little bit in love with my best friend, Flinn?

He approached me. Maybe he knew that I felt bad about everything, about him setting me aside to talk to her and leaving me speechless.

“Hannah, are you alright?” he asked putting his hand on my shoulder. I felt electricity with his touch and I just can’t hide how I truly felt. I know I don’t have the right to be mad so I replied, “Yeah, why not?”

The next day was Valentine’s Day. I know what’s going to happen today, Flinn would go to school with flowers and then give it to Jane. Then they will live happily ever after. Isn’t that a good love story? A love between a cheerleader and a sweet, cute, over-protective, not-so-popular guy in school. It’s so not. Even if they look good together, I won’t let my best friend be together with a girl whom almost all of the guys chases. Don’t get me wrong but I just care for him. (Although I’ve been thinking that being with me is really the best. Well, too bad I can’t fight destiny with my bare hands.)

I got so nervous when I entered the classroom. I know I’m right. The room was full of petals. I could smell the sweet scent of roses. It was just beautiful. But where are the people? Sooner or later, maybe, Flinn would pop-out and tell me to go outside because he wants to confess to Jane. I know, right? Jane, Jane, Jane… Does she know how lucky she is?

And I was right. Flinn did appear in front of me. Okay, I’m gonna leave now. I’m not gonna ruin your Valentine’s Day. I said looking at him straight in the eyes with a straight face. What? He asked as if he doesn’t know anything at all.

“Aren’t you gonna confess to Jane?” I asked.

“Jane? Why her?” he asked me back. Oh well, this conversation is leading to something. J

I said: She’s a girl who has everything, the one perfect for you. As your best friend, I know who you would probably like. And you know I am never wrong.

I was surprised when he took my hand. It was warm. I never imagined that someday we will lead to this. He kissed me on the lips and left me hanging without a word. This time, you’re wrong, he whispered. Because I’ve fallen in love with you. -Crazy Little Thing Called L-O-V-E