Psalm 51

1 Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions. 2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. 3 For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is before me. 4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that though mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.

Figured you out

Artist: Nickelback Lyrics

I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

And I love the places that we go
And I love the people that you know
And I love the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I love the powder on your nose

Ooooh
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out

I like the freckles on your chest
And I like the way you like me best
And I like the way you're not impressed,
While you put me to the test
I like the wine stains on your dress

And I love the way you pass the check
And I love the good times that you wreck
And I love your lack of self respect
While you're passed out on the deck
I love my hands around your neck

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out

I love your pants around your feet
And I love the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

And I hate the places that we go
And I hate the people that you know
And I hate the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I hate the powder on your nose

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out

on a day like today

On a day like this I wouldn’t miss thinking because I have nothing to do that interests me. Not that I don’t have anything to do, in fact I’ve got tons of workloads piling up like my dress on my drawer which by the way is muddled and un-ironed, books left unread, movies unwatched, a-most-supposed to be finished extra job, grades and many more. Gee! But the thing is I’m super bored. My spirit is in chain. I wanna fly! I don’t want this and that, I want this and that and I don’t like this and that but I never, never changed. Guess it must be so hard since I’m a lot older right now. Ha ha!
Well, this is me. There’s chaos inside my thoughts.