You came into my life unexpectedly
Knowing you was beyond my capacity
Yet something tells me this must be real
In this virtual world, you were revealed

Your words were electronic
And thoughts of you were chronic
I cut the gap and you cross it
Just like Romeo and Juliet

You came from a place I had never been to
We met in a place where all things pass by
But no matter how far the road may go,
The piece I'm holding is where you always drop by

Until the day came you pour your heart out
My heart beat fast, I want to scream and shout
You weren't supposed to mean this much to me
You made me forget life's melancholy

But here comes my fears and doubts
My mind's filled with boggling thoughts
I don't want to be broken-hearted
Losing you was not what I wanted

Happiness is just for a moment
Love's not a fairytale believe it
I'm letting go of what I'm holding
Pick up the pieces, my heart's breaking

made by: me (dalz)

MATHEMATICS in LOVE

143 means I love you
When someone tells you, you say “I do too”
But when love gets complicated as TRIGO
You’ll scratch your head and say “I don’t know”
Sir! Please tell me what to do!

Hearts dance when love is in the air
One can’t even stay on one chair
But when love brings you down, even lower than a stair
It’s like you’re given a 63 by your ALGEBRA sir
You shout, “it’s unfair!!”

When Cupid shoots your heart
It feels like your soul has depart
You get loka like a HYPERBOLA
World goes round like ELLIPSE, oh ohlah!!
But when love gets you in despair
You’ll see love is like ANALGEOM you can’t bear.

Remember When...

Meg was the name of my girlfriend.
A gig was a job for the night.
Now they all mean different things,
And that really mega bytes.

An application was for employment.
A program was a TV show.
A cursor used profanity.
A keyboard was a piano.

Memory was something that you lost with age.
A CD was a bank account.
And if you had a three-inch floppy,
You hoped nobody found out.

Compress was something you did to the garbage,
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public,
You'd be in jail for a while.

Log on was adding wood to the fire.
Hard drive was a long trip on the road.
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived.
And a backup happened to your commode.

Cut, you did with a pocket knife.
Paste, you did with glue.
A web was a spider's home.
And a virus was the flu.

I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head.
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash,
But when it happens they wish they were dead.

To The Tune of "Let It Be"

When I find my code in tons of trouble,
Friends and colleagues come to me,
Speaking words of wisdom:
Write in C.
As the deadline fast approaches,
And bugs are all that I can see,
Somewhere, someone whispers:
Write in C.
Write in C, Write in C,
Write in C, oh, Write in C.
LOGO's dead and buried,
Write in C.
I used to write a lot of FORTRAN,
For science it worked flawlessly.
Try using it for graphics!
Write in C.
If you've just spent nearly 30 hours,
Debugging some assembly,
Soon you will be glad to
Write in C.
Write in C, Write in C,
Write in C, yeah, Write in C.
BASIC's not the answer.
Write in C.
Write in C, Write in C
Write in C, oh, Write in C.
Pascal won't quite cut it.
Write in C.