I can't stop listening to this song. I'm addicted.

Oh, my son,
Look at what I've done.
But I'm learning still,
learning still,
know that I'm learning still.

Oh, my wife,
you are my life.
But I'm burning still,
burning still,
know that I'm burning for you still.

And all, all,
all of my light is for you.
And home,
home's anywhere you are too
so take this one fallen man on his knees
saying, "Please Forgive Me."

Oh, my God,
how you make it hard
not to pick the apple, pick the apple,
and Lord I long to give it back.

And I was on shaky land
lost and unsure, I opened my hand
and she held it like sinking sand.

And all, all
all of my light is for you.
home, home's anywhere you are too
so take this one fallen man on his knees
saying, "Please Forgive Me."

Love goes out to Esther, who sent me Tristan Prettyman songs last night! So besides Missy, I also have Tristan. Her collab with Jason Mraz is awesome. Doesn't surprise me that they dated, their styles are so compatible together.

A few months ago, my sister got a new macbook. After that, my brother got a new Vaio. More recently, my dad got a new Vaio too...

I think I own the oldest computer in the family. But my dad has promised me a new computer, and I'm edging towards laptops for JC convenience (and if its for school, my dad won't say no). So come bombard me with suggestions. I know cashews about computers, so I need advice. Bad. I mean, I hardly touch those nutty things. Tastes gross.

And I need many suggestions. I know some of you are Apple-biased.


I don't remember the last time I wrote anything poetic and nice. So I'll describe myself as being in a creative stint.

If writing only comes with being emo, I guess I have to make a choice if I'm gonna stop this emo thing. Life has definitely been easier to handle, but its frustrating for my poor soul. Fine, maybe I can draw a bit, I can sing. But technique isn't enough. Writing is pure inspiration. And I have none.

I need a muse. And don't make me write about BGR love. Please.