Call me Htet. I don't usually take this profile shit seriously. If you wanna know about me, one little paragraph is not gonna do the trick. It's more or less bullshit...know what I mean?
But let me tell you about my life so far. I'm currently living in LA. And like everyone else here, I'm a hustler, working double shifts to make ends meet. Of course, I'm also going to school here. It's not easy juggling school, work and society at one time, but somehow, I'm still in the game. Apart from some very VERY rare outtings, I usually spend my days in my room in front of my computer.
Here, you'll find some random FULL ALBUMS that I've chosen to share with you guys. Please don't whine about it. You can also request and I'll see what I can do. Heartsdales - The Legend (Japanese) Password : troubles
1. The Legend Begins 2. So Tell Me 3. That's Why 4. Body Rock 5. Should Have What? 6. Thru With You 7. Candy Pop 8. I See You 9. Love&Joy 10. Fantasy 11. Shining 12. Hey DJ 13. Angel Eyes 14. Fuyu Gonna Love 15. Foxy Lady 16. Stay NEED HELP?
I'm going through a lot and I don't wanna talk to anyone. No one at all. Will this be a transition that will have an impact on my life forever? Or will this be another lesson that goes by, unappreciated, unknown, and unlearnt? Each night, I find myself twisting and turning, unable to sleep and unable to forget. So for these past nights, I've taken refuge outside in the yard, lying on the grass fields looking up high above the almighty sky. It's so beautiful. Have you ever taken the time to stop and really look at the stars? It's amazing how little it makes you feel. You and your problems seem so minute compared to the vast sky. And I realize, there must be someone out there right about now, looking up just as I am, with troubles even far beyond my imagination.
Starting Point of Hearts of Men the sky is a sacred place where the hands of god rests upon that of humanity
it is the place where beautiful poems are created line by line, verse by verse
a storm never brews here because of the sky but the clouds, winds and sun
to know the workings of the clouds, winds and sun is to know the sky of intelligence
the place where every verse is strewn to the steps of nature, written to the laws of reason and the desires of hearts
the sky is a sacred place the meeting point of god and humanity the starting point to the hearts of men
These are the days These are the days we live and die We cry our tears while side by side The days and hours fly silently by Like the birds that fly high in the sky
The sky is blue and the trees are green Oh Lord, What does all this mean? Does it show us life's beauty in things Just take the time to listen to the birds that sing
Why does the sky turn dark and grey Why does the sky turn to day Is it just more of those beautiful things Oh plese tell me Lord what it mean
