by gabrielle¸.·~♥*
i hereby apologize for the lack maintenance of this web space. after some time for thoughts & prayers & blessedness & spacing-out… i decided i need to update you, my dear reader, somewhere in the cyberspace… bout the colours of my life.
i’ve been doing a lil’ extra portion of self denial these days. upkeep & arranging… life. in the sense of faith, family, studies, work, people i loved & still love.
all the more i wanna keep typing, all the more i am reminded i need to keep the disciplinary of my sleeping habit. let me sleep now, wake up and do my daily things, go school, come home, i promise you an update by Monday evening. let us pray for none last minute unforeseen circumstances. *fingers crossed*
in fact, i love to blog a lot… i have 8 unpublished posts kept. let me reveal a little mission… i’m planning for a personal domain :)
love those who are patient enough to care, love those who doesn’t even care or cared; i just knew i do.
© 2010 storybook
April 30th, 2007 at 15:28
< ![CDATA[That certain night,
The night it rained,
There was magic abroad in the air.
There were angels singing in clouds above,
And a dear daugther wrote in 17.
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to believe
That when the moon turned and smiled at me,
A dear daugther wrote in 17.
The moon that lingered over PJ
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown.
How could he know that it's time for bed?
The whole world seemed to be on extra-time.
The streets of town were paved with stars' reflections,
It was such an exciting moment.
And as we hugged and said goodnight,
A dear daugther wrote in 17..]]>