tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060774771470728452011-11-27T16:44:51.089-08:00Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-33321452395396480322007-07-15T08:59:00.001-07:002007-07-15T09:02:28.883-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">i never knew u were like this....<br />i was wrong abt you....<br />my good impression of u has shattered....<br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-3332145239539648032?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-21167452736767465122007-07-06T09:31:00.000-07:002007-07-06T19:06:04.684-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">woke up late for sch today again.... no surprise.... missed del tutorial n ps lecture.... sch's just so damn boring.... plus i dread seeing someone in sch.... just makes me sick.... attended maths lecture at 3 and was on the verge of dozing off.... yawn....</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-2116745273676746512?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-70808214748351220542007-07-05T19:27:00.000-07:002007-07-05T19:46:46.378-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">when ur sad....<br />i'll be there by ur side to comfort u<br />when u cry....<br />i'll be there to wipe ur tears away drop by drop<br />when ur not in the right mood....<br />i'll b there to put tt smile on ur face in any way possible<br />when ur feeling lonely....<br />just call me n i'll b there to keep u company<br />when ur feeling tired....<br />i'll b ur shoulder to lie on<br />when u cross my path....<br />i promise i'll neva let u stray n keep u safe by my side</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-7080821474835122054?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-29746085577931605412007-07-04T09:09:00.000-07:002007-07-04T09:11:24.928-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">im starting to make my shots.... no more hitting air.... but i've still got a loooong way to go.... buck up Lu....<br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-2974608557793160541?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-3561870613627881262007-07-03T21:01:00.000-07:002007-07-03T21:03:25.707-07:00<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"> Our separation has it's faults</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"> but I don't wanna leave it all</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"> so write the letters in teary ink</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"> I just need some time to think</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> and I just need some time to breathe<br /><br />we're in a spell that never ends</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> the empty hourglass wore me thin</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> so let the phone do it's work</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> your voice is heaven</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> but it hurts</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> your words are memories</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"> but they burn</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-356187061362788126?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-76480270895099361962007-07-03T07:22:00.001-07:002007-07-03T07:28:12.380-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">i neva wanted this to happen....<br />i neva thot this would happen....<br />what was once mine....<br />now ain't worth a dime....<br />living in the shadows of the past....<br />only got me clearing up the dust....<br />slipping away from me....<br />only made me see....<br />how much it means to me....<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-7648027089509936196?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-16142666172652221342007-07-02T09:00:00.001-07:002007-07-02T09:03:31.279-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5I2aYLx45s/RokhchZpUiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ckYcMJ9CSDM/s1600-h/29062007202.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5I2aYLx45s/RokhchZpUiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ckYcMJ9CSDM/s320/29062007202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082630428350304802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My narcissistic self showing while i was feeling bored in the school library.... </span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-1614266617265222134?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-17473244337841560442007-07-02T05:49:00.000-07:002007-07-02T05:59:39.482-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">everythin tt i've put in has gone down the drain<br />there i stand waiting for the train<br />thoughts running through my head<br />there i lay alone in my bed<br />i can hear ur name pounding through my veins<br />the strength i dont think i could ever regain<br />seeing u love and care someone<br />makes me wonder.......<br /><br />the nights i stare at ur picture wishing u were here<br />has now turned into my deepest fear<br />numbness is all i wish to feel<br />until the day the wounds heal......<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-1747324433784156044?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-18847866343178035362007-07-01T20:05:00.000-07:002007-07-01T20:49:46.486-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">hitting nothin but metal and air....<br />i dont seem to be making my shots....<br />it has been a disappointing chapter....<br />and i've got to get it back<br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-1884786634317803536?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-29457566854043566022007-07-01T09:47:00.000-07:002007-07-01T09:58:22.136-07:00<span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">ur lips ever so tender<br />ur hands ever so delicate<br />ur eyes ever so pretty<br />but what else do i see in u....<br />all seem superficial<br />all attempts seem futile<br />all efforts gone wasted....<br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-2945756685404356602?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-34861018141703121642007-06-27T08:55:00.001-07:002007-06-27T08:59:49.424-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5I2aYLx45s/RoKI2BZpUhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ggPqcHV0TTo/s1600-h/%27B%27+Div+National+Champs+2005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5I2aYLx45s/RoKI2BZpUhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ggPqcHV0TTo/s320/%27B%27+Div+National+Champs+2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080773791297655314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">the most memorable moment: the 2005 'B' Div national finals...</span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-3486101814170312164?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-81002121294383022912007-06-25T06:24:00.000-07:002007-06-25T06:26:33.691-07:00<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">i'm speechless..... totally speechless</span></span></span></span></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-8100212129438302291?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-34487979499975834202007-06-21T09:49:00.000-07:002007-06-21T09:51:01.362-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">seems as though there r many born on this month<br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-3448797949997583420?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1006077477147072845.post-66569216177115179622007-06-20T07:58:00.000-07:002007-06-20T08:02:11.203-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: arial;">have u ever sat down n thought to yourself why some things are made this way n some things e other? errr.... well i havent<br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1006077477147072845-6656921617711517962?l=watermelonsaregreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luchesiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01644327913534863369noreply@blogger.com0