Name: Ginger Miel
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Dododododododooh oh yeah
Gotta change my answering machine now that I’m alone
cause right now it says that we can’t come to the phone
and I know it makes no sense
cause you walked out that door
but it’s the only way I hear your voice anymore
(It’s religion love) it’s been months for some reason I just
(Can’t get over us) And I’m stronger than this
(Enough is enough) No more walking round with my head down
I’m so over being blue crying over you
[chorus]
And I’m so sick of love songs so tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I’m so sick of love songs
So said and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio
Gotta fix that calendar I have
That’s not July 15th
Because since there’s no more you
There’s no more anniversary
I’m so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
Now every song reminds me of what used to be
[chorus]
That’s the reason I’m so sick of love songs so tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I’m so sick of love songs
So said and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio
Ohhhh
(leave me alone) leave me alone
(stupid love songs) don’t make me think about her smile
(oooooh)I haven’t my first shout I’m letting go turning off the radio
I’m so sick of love songs So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I’m so sick of love songs
So said and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio (3x)
Why can’t I turn off the radio
By: NEO
First time I heard about it... I never really believed that it can happen to anyone... I thought it was just all in the mind... a mindset... I was so damn wrong... I never even thought that it would be sumkinda freakin contagious! Dang! But now... I'm almost going down...down... deep down... just another inch and i know I'll snap anytime... but the fact that I'm still aware of it.. I may not after all... Howell... I'm holding on to God's grace...
Third Strike - It's good that it happened this early. Cliche.. but as they say... When it rains, it pours... hard... heavily... that I feel like drowning... gasping...
I got an unusual early morning phone call from my boss. My client was pissed off because I didn't give her any feedback about the freakin' virus that affected their program... My bad... Still, I thank God for an understanding boss... Now, I'm working my butt here in the office on a freakin' Friday night seriously contemplating whether i take my life... or just resign from my job for the mean time.. Huwaw! as if I'm that brave or coward or whatever to kill myself... maybe... when i get totally demented... I've never felt so broken... Before I was just miserable... Damn... Moral of the story: be careful what you ask for in prayer... He just might give it to you... Now.. I'm waiting for my Savior to make me whole again...
Geez, I don't think I'm making sense here... Better stop... Now.
note: i cried myself to sleep last night...again... as in mega cry... bawling my eyes out... coz of the 2nd strike... still... im waiting to exhale...
Yan ang bansag sakin ni mahal ngayon... E kung ikaw ba naman... nagpaback-up ka na ng mga files mo at lahat pero ang pinakaimportanteng folder - MY DOCUMENTS - kung saan andun lahat ng pinaghirapan mong trabahuhin ng halos apat na taon simula nung napunta ako sa pathetic na kompanyang ito e mawala na lang na parang bula, hindi ka magkakaganon?!? Naiiyak nako sa inis, sa galit, sa panghihinayang, sa pagsisisi na sana may nagawa ako... sana napaback-up ko na noon pa ang mga files ko... pati yung mga litrato kong di ko pa napapadevelop... wala na... ilang pagkakataon na kasi pinalagpas ko... matagal na panahon na pinagpaliban ko... plano ko na talaga iyon e... leche! Hanggang plano lang... PROCRASTINATION at its worst! Patawa talaga ang kapalaran no? Natatawa na lang ako.. pero hindi ako natutuwa... Sayang hindi pa talaga ako nabaliw para tumalon ng building... matino pa rin ako... pero nanghihina na ako... pagod na pagod na ako... talagang kailangang mangyari ang LAHAT ng ito sa loob lamang ng isang buwan... ang saya-saya... strike two na... di ba it comes in threes? Abangan...
Samantala...
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