Wednesday, November 04, 2009
It's a beautiful thing, when it's shared between two
The most beautiful thing about is it's so much more than you.
There isn't nothing in the world like being with your lover
Nothing in the world like seeing one another
Happy with the one you need the most
It isnt hard to tell when it's something real
You can have the world all you want is them
Even when you're in a crowd and you spot it from a mile
When it's going wrong and you never give up
When you're on the phone and you never hang up
Even when you're feeling down, they can always make you smile
That's when you know love is worth it
1:56 PM
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
Thursday, October 29, 2009
which means my birthday and Christmas are on its way just a little while more
i am excited and i am also excited for November cause thats when i actually apply for school
by the way i have made a new Facebook Account and my new email is
armigahermosa@hotmail.com, so do add me here,
since my first Account keeps getting hacked into!
Halloween is on Saturday, and i really don't know what to do, go out or just have a house party
maybe a house party would be good, so you guys are all invited
i dont have anything much to update tho
"your first love, you'll always remember, either you get married with your first love or try to forget them. but either which way that's the first time you fall in love and thats a feeling you'll definately remember"
12:49 PM
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Champaign, its sweeter when i put you to it I take her by her hand and hold her tight,
but she don’t want romance, its Friday night.
She wants the stroke lights bright fashion, high life, high fashion, v.i.p section, dance floor full crowded music up louder bumping whole place is jumping something its what she wants, what she loves up in the club until the sun comes up.
Happy Tuesday everyone!
i love you babycakes
you know who you are!
11:02 AM
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Get out of your head and into your Heart. Step away from the shore of safety and set sail into the Sea of Love's unknown splendors.Things change and dreams come true when you've finally decided enough is enough and you're not going to live like this anymore
8:23 PM
Though you've been told anything goes when everything’s gone.
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
But I get my hopes up and I watch them fall every time.
Another color turns to grey.
And it's just too hard
I'm leaving today
Cause I got to do what's best for me.
You'll be okay
Though you've been told anything goes when everything’s gone.
You'll risk it all and hope that you might find something inside
Something inside will ease your troubled mind.
Something inside will ease your troubled mind.
I swore I'd never do this anymoreThere's always a heartache behind each doorWhen you try to fix a life that's shattered as mineThere's always a few little pieces you can't find
it hurts to much to let go but i have to do this so I don't have to live with this heatache again
i do not want to hurt like this ever again, its too much
10:56 AM
its good to laugh, and my aunt's sense of humour is too good not to share
A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
HONEY,
COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY? IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO.
FINE,
THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO
FINE, SHE SAYS
THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
TO THE FRONT DOOR?
THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
WANT TO FIX STEPS
HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO
I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
TO GO HOME
AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM..
HE OFFERED TO DO ALL TH E REPAIRS, AND
ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
HE SAID,
SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
SHE REPLIED,
HELLOOOOO..
DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO!
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
Monday, September 14, 2009
its good to laugh, and my aunt's sense of humour is too good not to share
A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
HONEY,
COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY? IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO.
FINE,
THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO
FINE, SHE SAYS
THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
TO THE FRONT DOOR?
THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
WANT TO FIX STEPS
HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO
I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
TO GO HOME
AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM..
HE OFFERED TO DO ALL TH E REPAIRS, AND
ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
HE SAID,
SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
SHE REPLIED,
HELLOOOOO..
DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO!
12:46 PM
I have found peace with looking at furniture and décor tips, it amazes me that every year my room and my house looks different, but I like change its good
I still think that I left my soul in the states and my body came home, don’t get me wrong I love Singapore its where I grew up and all, but just that in the states nobody knew me, I could start afresh, they don’t know what baggage I have, but sooner or later they’ll find out
“There’s a story behind everything, how a picture got on a wall, How a scar got on your face, Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where your begins.”
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
Thursday, September 10, 2009
How do you know if the person that you like is the one? Would you give up everything just to see what happens?
Somehow whatever I am feeling to me it feels right, I am not giving up my life or anything but I don’t get it how can something that feels so right somehow be so confusing, what happening, hell I am getting confuse just thinking about it
How can it hurt yet feel so fucking right man?
I have found peace with looking at furniture and décor tips, it amazes me that every year my room and my house looks different, but I like change its good
I still think that I left my soul in the states and my body came home, don’t get me wrong I love Singapore its where I grew up and all, but just that in the states nobody knew me, I could start afresh, they don’t know what baggage I have, but sooner or later they’ll find out
“There’s a story behind everything, how a picture got on a wall, How a scar got on your face, Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where your begins.”
9:36 PM
A lil something i received in my email from my dear ol' aunt!
An old country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy
should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men his
age, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too
concerned about it. One day, while the boy was away at school, his father
decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his
study table four objects.
1. A Bible.
2. A silver dollar .
3. A bottle of whisky.
4. And a Playboy magazine .
'I'll just hide behind the door,' the old preacher said to himself. 'When he
comes home from school today, I'll see which object he picks up.
If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing
that would be!
If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a business man , and that would
be okay, too.
But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunken bum, and
Lord, what a shame that would be.
And worst of all if he picks up that magazine he's going to be a
skirt-chasing womanizer.'
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he
entered the house whistling and headed for his room.
The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he
spotted the objects on the table.
With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them.
Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up
the silver dollar and dropped into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and
took a big drink, while he admired this month's centerfold.
'Lord have mercy,' the old preacher disgustedly whispered. 'He's gonna run
for Congress.'
♥Farrah Faith's thoughts♥@
A lil something i received in my email from my dear ol' aunt!
An old country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy
should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men his
age, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too
concerned about it. One day, while the boy was away at school, his father
decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his
study table four objects.
1. A Bible.
2. A silver dollar .
3. A bottle of whisky.
4. And a Playboy magazine .
'I'll just hide behind the door,' the old preacher said to himself. 'When he
comes home from school today, I'll see which object he picks up.
If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing
that would be!
If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a business man , and that would
be okay, too.
But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunken bum, and
Lord, what a shame that would be.
And worst of all if he picks up that magazine he's going to be a
skirt-chasing womanizer.'
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he
entered the house whistling and headed for his room.
The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he
spotted the objects on the table.
With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them.
Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up
the silver dollar and dropped into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and
took a big drink, while he admired this month's centerfold.
'Lord have mercy,' the old preacher disgustedly whispered. 'He's gonna run
for Congress.'
12:25 PM




























