my life is damn sian..

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MrSianGuyLifeIsDamnDamnSIAN

SIAN

Sunday, November 01, 2009

life has been... boring as usual. i know everyone going to say cause i not doing anything to make it more interesting. but then, sometimes, really who can i go to. i just dont seemed to talk alot nowadays, no motivation, no target in life. i am just simply waiting for each and everyday to past. just yesterday, i was so bored at home and i had no one to sms, i started looking through my contact list, scrolled up and down thrice, and i still cant seemed to find someone to talk to. my friends will ask me to approach them anytime, but then i also dont know what to talk to them about when i sms them. from tomorrow onwards, my life is just going to be all about basketball. monday wednesday friday training, tuesday thursday workout. tats how i have been living my life and tats how i am going to live my life for the next few months. at least there is something for me to do to kill time. i seemed to be getting good at stoning. sitting down in front of the comp, or just staring into the blank sky. what can i do to make my life more interesting? i am not sure either. it seemed like i am getting used to life being like this already. just sian, sian and more sian.

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GYM-SIAO
SUPER-mugger
Bballer
S-I-A-N

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I LOVE YOU
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

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