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| "MAYA ANGELOU'S" BEST POEM EVER A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... something perfect to wear if the employer, or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .. a youth she's content to leave behind.... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age.... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..... a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .... one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets her cry... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .... a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal, that will make her guests feel honored... A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... a feeling of control over her destiny... EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to fall in love without losing herself.. EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without; ruining the friendship...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... when to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... that her childhood may not have been perfect...but it's over...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. . whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... where to go... be it to her best friend's kitchen table... or a charming inn in the woods... when her soul needs soothing...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... what she can and can't accomplish in a day... a month...and a year...
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| It's been a year since I've had an entry in xanga, time really flies. A lot of people are used to having diary, some just keep a diary of their happy/sad moments. Recently I was a very light sleeper, just thinking about things like anyone of my age would, about my job, life, friends, family, and about relationship issues. I've just got out of a 4 years relationship for the final time. And no, I not proud to say that I'm single again or finally break it off and everything is over. There are nights that I acutally thought about how things might have worked out, or maybe things will change, but then again, this is how every time I comforted myself for the past four years. At times I wish I could just cry it all out like some girls would instead of keeping it to myself, or maybe eat like there's no tomorrow, or non stop shopping and buy everything that i dont need, or clean the entire house to keep myself busy.......I choosed not talking to him. It's been almost half a year, can't complain about my single life, but I definitely enjoyed my life a lot better than when I was with him. Maybe someday I could talk to him again and be friends. For the past half year, I think I owe a big thanks to my two best friends always being there for me and a big thanks to a friend that has been there for me for the time after my break up. | | |
| These past few days was so cold, didn't feel like waking up nor getting
my self to work. Anywayz, i managed to get myself to a celphone shop to
open up a new celphone for my dad, sis and myself. lol, i called to
cancelled a long time ago and yesterday was the last day for my old
cellie's service w/ T. Well, i still have T also, starting from next
month most of the celphone providers starting to have 2 yr contract,
lucky i still fall in the 1 yr contract.
the phone that i have is a Samsung SGH-T809
if you still haven't gotten an email from me in regards to my new
cellie, please email me @ adawu927@gmail.com, and i will respond you
from there.
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| JIN LYRICS "Same Cry"(feat. L.T.)
We May Look Different But We See The Same Sky We may see different But we cry the same cry
To wake up daily, And sleep better nights, Thats what we all wish for to seek a better life, right? It`s unfortunate, when tragedys strike, But the truth is reality bites, June 4th 89, a day residents fear Now known as The Massacre At Tiananmen Square The day I turned seven they were mourning and grieving Thousands of innocents die for what they believed in Come with nothing but heart and a point to prove Stood infront of tanks and refused to move What Would You Do? Run or stand still whens your lifes on the line To test a mans will Seeking change and they found but in death Strangers yet they were my blood and flesh This happened in China, But you ain`t gotta be asian to relate To the struggle, pain and hard aches
[chorus] You`ll never know, You`ll never get it, There is no choice, We can`t forget it When we look up We see the same sky When we look up We cry the very same cry
See, I`m a grown man It hurts when I turn on the news And see thats going on in my homeland This SARS epidemic, could`ve been lives Could`ve stand for Should Asians ReallySurvive They`ll try anything to break your family apart Politics could break down themanliest heart Can the child within my heart rise above If theres a billion of us I shouldn`t have to look for love Overpopulation, but damn just to meet the needs Its illegal to have more than one seed How can you dictate birth regardless the women And the parents they make the hardest decisions Sons keep their family names so thats not an option Imagine having to put your daughter up for adoption And even though its beyond your control Keep your head up heres a sond for your soul
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If you don`t know where you came from You can`t get the way your trying to go Theres ain`t denying so, its true I got some big shoes to fill But If I don`t lead the movement, then who will Stuck between a rock and a hard place Thinking about the refugees that went to see god`s place 16,000 miles across the ocean tides Some died, some got lucky and survived I wouldn`t call it luck, they reached their destination Modern day slavery without the plantation Them sneakers on your feet cost $100 a pop My peoples making 15 cents a day in sweatshops To make them kicks, so you can look good. Think we open restaurants cause we cook good? Hell No, we ain`t got no choice I gotta speak up, without me my people have no voice
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