maybe when my ship comes in

how is it that no matter how much you try to amuse yourself to keep away all pain and sorrow, one way or another it creeps inside you and eat you away bit by bit...

"something's gonna come your way,
it's gonna be your lucky day..
i never want you alone
go come and get everything you want.."
-Lucky, The Peaks

i'm not sure about the lyrics of that song. can't find one on-line. but it sounds nice. im listening to it from my post. i'm kinda' getting lazy. i don't wnat to go home. i don't want to be alone again. *sigh* hush hush..

check out madonna's blog. nice read. (=

"I know people think I'm flawless, but I am just like everyone else. I fart! I poop! Heck I even have bad hair days (I do have my own stylist so scratch that!) I eat food to survive (I have a chef to prepare my food though, but I still have to eat it!) You get the picture? Good!"