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Friday, June 10, 2005

i thought waiting was always the sweetest thing anyone could possibly do for another. but i guess i was wrong. this few months have taught me that by doing so, i'm just making things worst. ~make ur life less painful-wait less and make this happen.~ i aint gonna wait for no man anymore.

i'm leaving today to another place. a stranger to me. but i hope australia will treat me good. sad i had to go there in winter but its alright, i still can take a trip to the beach though the temp is like 17*? anyways, enjoy ur hols.

so kiss me and smile for me.
tell me that u'll wait for me.
hold me like u'll never let me go.
coz i'm leaving on a jet plane.

there's so many times i let u down.
so many times i've played around.
i tell you now they don't mean a thing.

Every place I go, i think of you.
Every song I sing, i sing for you.

tho i'm sooooo excited to go there rite, i just dun wanna go pack and get out of my house and leave my kitties. haha home is where comfort is. i dun wanna leave my work behind. but i guess, i just gotta seiz the opportunity and enjoy myself. aussie here i come.

11:15:00 am

Anahraf El Diab
I wish i could say that i'm unique and different but that would be a lie. from my mom, i stole her features, her attitude and 1/5 of her strength. i kinda ripped of my dad's hairstyle and that obviously isnt a choice. i think i would be a fashion disaster or a real girly girl if it werent for my brother and thank god for that. at the same time, i would have been naive and maybe a boy if it werent for my sister. hur hur. the rest of me, i picked it up somewhere along the way thru my 19 years old journey and that is what u gotta find out.


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