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Tuesday, August 07, 2007
11:49 pm

YAY! i got the best seat for NIGHT STUDY! THANKS BINNI!

its located at the newspaper reading table. AHHA. YAY! no distractions. well i dont care whats around me, but tis like really "deserted" and quiet. yay! i like it. finally did work. ECONS and some MATH. they off the lights on my 2nd question on differentiation. I HATE IT. I WANT TO DO MY MATH. i mean im finally doing work lor. there goes the lights.

It not so cold there either. ahhhh i love it. =)
OH had night study with Binni and nathaniel ng. YAY! buddies. lets chiong till the end of promos yo. =)

maybe i shall let a song play some emotions.



TONGUE TIED
faber drive


Bright cold silver moon,
Tonight alone in my room,
You were here yesterday,
Slight turn of the head,
Eyes down when you said,
I guess I need my life to change,
Seems like some things just arn't the same,
What could I say,

I'll need a little more luck than a little bit,
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit,
And every time that I try I get tongue tide,
I'll need a little good luck to get me by,
I'll need a little more help than a little bit,
Like a perfect one word no one's heard yet,
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tide,
I need a little good luck to get me by this time,

I stare up at the stars,
I wonder just where you are,

You feel a million miles away,
Was it somthing I said,
Or somthing I never did,
Or was I always in the way,
Could someone tell me what to say,
To just make you stay

I'll need a little more luck than a little bit,
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit,
And every time that I try I get tongue tide,
I'll need a little good luck to get me by,
I'll need a little more help than a little bit,
Like a perfect one word no one's heard yet,
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tide,
I need a little good luck to get me by this time,

I know it feels like the end,
Don't wanna be here again,
And we could help each other,
Off the ground so we never fall down again,


What it takes I don't care,
We're gonna make it I swear,
And we could help each,
other off the ground so we never fall down again, again

I'll need a little more luck than a little bit,
Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit,
And every time that I try I get tongue tide,
I'll need a little good luck to get me by,
I'll need a little more help than a little bit,
Like a perfect one word no one's heard yet,
Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tide,
I need a little good luck to get me by this time,

I know it feels like the end,
Don't wanna be here again,
And we could help each other,
Off the ground so we never fall down again,
What it takes I don't care,
We're gonna make it I swear,

And we could help each,
other off the ground so we never fall down again.


thanks Joy for the songs.



hmmm well though the song meant something else. certain lyrics depicts my little life now. its like this. sleepless nights, im thinking over and over again. each time, its a struggle i make. like this i say.


sleepless nights over and over again,
im thinkin what i could've done,
im wondering why i didnt try a lil more,
and guess what im missing out for.

i never believed in separation,
but hurt me with those words of inconsideration,
theres something more fatal than aggression,
but i let you know, im still keeping hold.

too many questions, too little time,
too much to anser, yet time is moving on,
tick tock round the clock,
what we got is nothing to make forever.

but i wont let you go,
im serious, but its so bloody hard on me,
fear so irritating, like a bloodsucking flea,
yet struggling in position i plea.

i wish it was me,
im trying, im trying,
picking up leftover stones,
why am i doing all this? why?

i've nothing left,
all but my sincerity,
is that what you want i'll give,
wonder when's my last and final shot?

i have no riches,
but i've got dreams,
i cant give everything that please,
but im here forever you seek.

so its the truth or a lie,
is that i've made up my mind,
that im gonna try,
at least, one more time.

it hurts knowing,
that confusion and frustration,
adding to anticipation,
my life a mere dictation.

say you will,
not now, maybe, sometime soon,
for im what you see,
nothing more than just me




sheesh. a heavy downpour or emotions, that sweeping feeling of sadness fleeing and re-entering that sorry state of mine, i dont like it. i really hate it. im left like this so often than not. its something worth crying a little for, its something worth smiling for. its something everyone faces. i know, its more than mere affection, its the intellectual interaction, not only bodies alike, but of heart and of soul.


I SHALL ATTEND MASS TOMORROW! support shantini and jocelyn. yay! =)





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breaking free to something new. =)




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