And with this Christmas wish is missed
The point I could convey
If only I could find the words to say to let You know how much You've touched my life
Because here is where You're finding me, in the exact same place as New Year's eve
And from a lack of my persistency
We're less than half as close as I want to be
And the first time That You opened Your eyes did You realize that You would be my Savior And the first breath that left Your lips Did You know that it would change this world forever
And so this Christmas I'll compare the things I felt in prior years
To what this midnight made so clear
That You have come to meet me here
To look back and think that This baby would one day save me
In the hope that what You did That you were born so I might live
To look back and think that
This baby would one day save me
And I, I celebrate the day That You were born to die
So I could one day pray for You to save my life
"Ma, Pa, next year I feel like I'll already be working, so on summer I can't really visit them as long as I want. Now, I have the chance."
Don't you love chillin'? For my friends and me, we define chillin' as taking a break from all the chaos school brings us, from sleepless nights, from THESIS-ing, trying to veer away from school reminders and works and from too much of those that tangles and twists our brain cells and neurons. And we often chill @ some place where there's good vibe and quiet ambeance -- somewhere like Starbucks or some coffee shops (but we don't drink coffee, haha). We love that Starbucks near Ruins (Good Shepherd Bazaar) in Paranaque and Starbucks, Las Pinas near YC and Red Ribbon. In my case, these days, I chill, because there are so many things that the walls of my room, the corners of my so-called home reminds me of -- clouding my supposedly uncluttered, worry-free mind. It's just that the feeling is not supposed to be what I am currently feeling.
