Who am I
Jace
Nov. 2, 1982
I am a normal person. At least that is what I know about myself.
Interests:
Basketball:
Bowling: Billiards: Badminton: Soccer: Wall Climbing: Swimming: Cycling:
Martial Arts: Dancing: Sleeping: Hanging out with Friends: Drinking Beer with
Friends: Playing video games: Playing video games with Friends: Malling: Bar
Hopping: KTV : Surfing the Internet: Playing Around: Kidding Around: Deep
Thinking: Daydreaming:
PS
Friends: Amie
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Anne Marii
Carmina
China
Claire
Gretch
Gwen
Kikokix
Vanny
Blaise
Chichi
Franz
Gail
Henz
Ian
Ives
Iya
Leigh
Meann
Plue
Storm
Trish
Yshie
Zhang
Denz
Mad
Nassy
Pat
Poch
Weej
Xndi
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My past...
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January 2012
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You would think by now, I would know my way around I shouldn't miss you so badly, I should be on familiar ground How many more lonely years, must meander by until I learn the lesson It does no good to cry What manner of iron will, must some people possess to be always looking forward, to never accept regress Perhaps if I was willing, to have someone take me by the hand they could show me a happy place in this unfamiliar land Perhaps I'm only homesick, for all the joys that once where mine I must accept that they, and you, belong to some other place and time But I know that deep within my heart, there's a place where only you reside and when the pain of loneliness comes, it knows that is where I hide So if sometimes it seems to you that I'm clinging to the past it's mostly because I can't yet accept that our love didn't last No matter how hard I try, I've yet to get over you for the part of me that's still alive, believes you love me too Maybe there will come a day, when that part will finally die and feeling strong with a heart reborn, a new love I will finally try. -- thanks to Allen, my dear friend for introducing this piece to me. You ROCK girl! -- thanks to 4 special people that helped me understand one of life's twistedness... "IT DOESN'T PAY TO BE THE GOOD GUY"
1 Comments:
well best.. it does pay to be a good guy. it only doesn't when you're too good. too good to take care of others and forgetting about yourself. :)
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