27 February 2008
a promise to myself
WAZZAH!!!
i hope work will be like that everyday.morning to afternoon stay in the office and do alil bit of stuff.then had to do alil bit of travelling.went to funan to check out the prices of some stuff,smth like doing a survey.went back to the office at 1+ almost 2.did alil bit more stuff at the office and soon it was time to go home..time passes faster this way.it beats going to the booth or staying in the office all day long.
i've made a promise to myself.as of today, i'll not disclose those information to anyone and i'll keep everything a secret.i guess reeve was right.i should not talk so freely about this kinda stuff and keep quiet about it.and it won't sound nice if she reads and finds out.my mind is kinda in a mess, it has always been..and i'll never understand why i keep doing this to myself.it's time for a change and i hope it's for the better..thanks guys.all that has finally made me realised my mistake.if someone really means so much to me, i shouldn't be saying what i said and doing what i did.i don't wanna risk my friendship with her.so as of now, hopefully i'm a changed man..
this song has been stuck in my head since yesterday..you guys should take a listen.i wanna be a rockstar too..thats the life man..
Rockstar By Nickelback
I'm through with standing in line
To clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten plus me
(Yeah, so tell what you need)
I'll need a.. a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there done that)
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
[CHORUS]
Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
Today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
Drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla, ha ha)
I'm gonna dress my ass
With the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
Blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name
[Chorus]
I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
From a Pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip synch 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
[Chorus]
recorded at 11:54 PM
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