homesick

every time i log onto xanga, something's not so right
there is no explanation, it just is
so seriously thinking about .....
i hate how that there are way too many online and you just cant say whatever the shit you want to say on xanga nomore, well. even more so on yahoo blog

so where should we go if we want to spill out our hearts?
do we have to do it like to we do it on stage?
cant i just whisper? or type it out so no one notices
and yet i get the benefit of releasing all the pains and sorrows and happiness and lust

or maybe i should think about blogger? cuz you can do it straight from the phone
haha! it pays to have a high techie phone!
and yet, who doesnt have a blackberry or pda phone these days?

dont get me wrong, i love my p1i, its not too high tech, not too low.

but most of all, i miss home

isnt hk home? yes it is, its just not how it used to be
i miss being in vancouver? i miss nice weather,
i miss my girls, i miss pointless shopping days,
i miss driving around with windows down secretly with my classical tunes
and maybe a coffee or two with some addictive goodness (thats bad for you)

lately i cant seem to stop or slow down, patience running low
and so is the ability to pay attention
i hate this feeling

bleh

thanks for reading

summer plans

ok, i think i disappeared for the longest time
but all this time..........i have been trying to figure out my summer plans

china trip, then maybe bali? phuket? with roro? then more work?

more work and more work and more work

WORK

ok, how come given the large amount of time i put into work, its still not enough
or it is not good enough? argh

piss me off

ding

Currently Listening Desperado By Eagles see related

it was short but it was sweet...
it's a sad song, but we sang a happy version

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet

Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it's too late