believing thy self

oh ha. i wonder whether you'll ever chance upon this site. you bloody fart.

you bloody made me miserable.

freak

i can't believe i have the energy and time to still wait a million years for you.

youre a drug. you make me feel lovely when i don't even know your intention!

so happens you know you make me crazy

are you trying to make me think too much!!!!!

jealousy reeks heartbreak.

camp

the night wears away as the girls sit on the cookhouse benches, the place emptied from the smells of rice and fish to a one of nostalgia. they remembered home by the sights of their laptops sitting in front of them as wide movie screens of the portable and convenience road of the information highway. time fades into a distance as they stared reminiscently to the past comfortable lives they possessed in the cities. the guys had stepped into their grounds silently, now closely following the flickering of sights and sounds of the show. it was a dark and mystical one, causing sara to fluster in shock and disorientation. she fell behind for cover although there was bailey's and madeline's assurance that the episode was not so immensely insane. juan closed in on the exhausted young women as the credits ran, 'you guys, wanna play cards?' murmurs of unhappiness and practical unwillingness surfaced. they were not going to risk getting caught. besides, there was no room in the wilderness to sit down for a hearty game, lest you wake up a angry field of campers who needed beauty sleep for another day's determination for survival. juan asserts 'we guys aren't sleepy yet, but we kinda need another player, so yeah.' sara, without much thought and care for she was in for the adrenalin of the game, was in for the game, 'i want to play!' and so be it, she was roped into the secret liaison of midnight card game playing. the kick out of it was awfully attractive. especially when juan was her epitome of hot. sara proceeded afterwards to creep over the boundaries that separated girls from the guys, she was in unknown territory. 'in here!', she quickly pounced right into the door of the tent, meeting familiar faces and one full of snores. grabbing a cap for safety, she stuffed her hair in, a boyish appearance might save her as the undistinguishable girl outline in the pitch darkness. the snores were bellowing, and concluded to be conducive for their wayward entertainment. torches were packed ready for a hermit crab's need to find a replacement shell. at the other end of camp, the perfect vacant camp stashed with piles of extra luggage was picked. there was a plan made, if the worst situation did persist, they would all sleep together there. this wasn't her idea, but juan just gave her the commitment and warmth she needed to put up with the thought of it.

it might be a night of revelry, and she wasn't going to call her girl friends to pick her up so early. the cards were shuffles, distributed and discarded by faces of mischief circling the little gambling den. light shone, flickered and faltered as they briskly made their moves, sitting at the edge of their seats, praying the teacher would not approach a tent so far away. but brightness was quickly evaporated as a distinctive footstep sound trampled pass their temporary holdings. sara and the guys had very little choice but to keep still and be patient for the strange new sound to melt away. a small discussion slid through their teeth as natalie waited in horror. it was insane if she were to ever get caught. all of them might get expelled and she would be the major consideration for such a decision. hiding a girl in the covers at camp wasn't a terrific idea and they were meant to slip away as soon as possible. the getaway plan seemed fool proof, peter led in walking towards the toilets while facing the tents, as if they had to have sleep disturbed by a weak stomach. alex made his way next, and then and there, there was the distress signal. a little fight and a litle more explanation took place. but no action was made to lift juan and sara's ban from escape. the stilness and silence tormented her to a crazy extent as there was a bad chance she wouldnt have it so lucky this tim. but who will be luckier to have a boy toy just before you, alone and vulnerable. that of juan was not quite so. he forfeited the part of fragility, being the true gentleman he always is, displaying an acquired taste of sensitivity.

yearning

i will love you, until the day i die.

tidings

you are my soma.

my blessing

i'll go notre dame for you?

fantasy free

Storybook endings, fairy tales coming true
Deep down inside we want to believe they still do
And a secret is taught, it's our favourite part of the story
Let's just admit we all want to make it too

Ever ever after
If we just don't get it our own way
Ever ever after
It may only be a wish away

Starting your fashion, wear your heart on your sleeve
Sometimes you reach what's real just by making believe
Unafraid, unashamed
There is joy to be claimed in this world
You even might wind up being glad to be you

Ever ever after
Though the world will tell you it's not smart
Ever ever after

The world can be yours if you let your heart
Believe in ever after

No wonder your heart feels it's flying
Your head feels it's spinning
Each happy ending's a brand new beginning
Let yourself be enchanted, you just might break through

To ever ever after
Forever could even start today
Ever ever after
Maybe it's just one wish away
Your ever ever after
Ever ever ever after

(I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss)

Oh, for ever ever after

its been tough

facing life.

poof. you're underweather

pride has run dry. run away from the embarrassment

the hurt. it withers

not trained to withstand this world.

its painful

hold on tight

and move on