A runaway hope.
How I wish I could drive a car now (obviously with a car license which I haven even get myself a basic theory test). A car, which allows me to go as far as I want, as fast as I want, as easy as to where I wanna go......
I really wish to have a car on my own, a mini cooper perhaps. I lurve the 'not-very-spacious' size, the comfortness and the readiness for me to get to anywhere I wish to go.
Sometimes I really hope, just me alone, driving my mini cooper, a black one perferably, I just have a fetish for black. Black symbolizes mysterious, cool and a color which I wont ever get bored of. Ya, I might sound boring, but hey, This is me.
Driving in the night, playing songs that I wish to hear, speeding on the highway. Maybe I could get a convertible mini cooper, letting the wind brushing across my hair, my face and my tears......
A car for me to run away from reality. A car for me to ease the pain and boredom. My friend is true, I cant stand lonesome. I hate to be left alone. Yet, I wish to drive my own car, alone.....
He once taught me how to understand the stars high up in the sky. I learnt to appreciates whenever I see any. When I am being left alone, stars are always there for me. They never leave me once. It all depends when and where I will meet them.
I lurve sentimental songs. Soothing and nice. Some songs bring back memories, be it good or bad. Memories are things which you will never ever forget, but it all depends how you are going to keep them.
Music heals all wounds. I hate the Pandora's Box. A box that brings so much pain and sorrow in one's life. I am not good in expressing myself with ambiguous words. I seldom used them too. But as what others told me, this is not a common website for people to surf. Write what you want to write, post what you feel like posting, do what you are happy with, because this is my blog.........
Time: 12.00 AM.
I really wish to have a car on my own, a mini cooper perhaps. I lurve the 'not-very-spacious' size, the comfortness and the readiness for me to get to anywhere I wish to go.
Sometimes I really hope, just me alone, driving my mini cooper, a black one perferably, I just have a fetish for black. Black symbolizes mysterious, cool and a color which I wont ever get bored of. Ya, I might sound boring, but hey, This is me.
Driving in the night, playing songs that I wish to hear, speeding on the highway. Maybe I could get a convertible mini cooper, letting the wind brushing across my hair, my face and my tears......
A car for me to run away from reality. A car for me to ease the pain and boredom. My friend is true, I cant stand lonesome. I hate to be left alone. Yet, I wish to drive my own car, alone.....
He once taught me how to understand the stars high up in the sky. I learnt to appreciates whenever I see any. When I am being left alone, stars are always there for me. They never leave me once. It all depends when and where I will meet them.
I lurve sentimental songs. Soothing and nice. Some songs bring back memories, be it good or bad. Memories are things which you will never ever forget, but it all depends how you are going to keep them.
Music heals all wounds. I hate the Pandora's Box. A box that brings so much pain and sorrow in one's life. I am not good in expressing myself with ambiguous words. I seldom used them too. But as what others told me, this is not a common website for people to surf. Write what you want to write, post what you feel like posting, do what you are happy with, because this is my blog.........
Time: 12.00 AM.
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