The Whole World Is Still On My String.
Calm that leaves me safely dreaming
Friday, June 26, 2009
I just read something I should not have seen, I feel like a fucking loser. Didn't know you'd hate me this much.
One More Day.
Well I saw you fall back once love.
Well I saw you fall back once love. But I can't stay.
Stay like this weather swirls,
Cause you've become sick like this winter girl.
Two more days, just two more.
Now I see.
Don't you say that I've gone crazy.
Because I haven't gone crazy yet.
I just lost my mind,
But I still got you.
Stay up late so you're sure.
Sure that I wont stray too far,
But surely that got too hard.
Love is not for me, I promise.
One more day, just one more.
I'd Stay If I ever could,
Stay if I ever could.
And pick up your pieces babe,
Cause there's never a perfect day.
I just lost my mind,
But I still got you.
Stay like this weather swirls,
Cause you've become sick like this winter girl.
Two more days, just two more.
Now I see.
Don't you say that I've gone crazy.
Because I haven't gone crazy yet.
I just lost my mind,
But I still got you.
Stay up late so you're sure.
Sure that I wont stray too far,
But surely that got too hard.
Love is not for me, I promise.
One more day, just one more.
I'd Stay If I ever could,
Stay if I ever could.
And pick up your pieces babe,
Cause there's never a perfect day.
I just lost my mind,
But I still got you.
Thought.
Dreading for Sunday's gig to come. I screwed up, badly. I don't know why I can't seem to get the pitch right. I feel as if I've let the guys down. I lack confidence, loads of it. Got me wondering whether this is even my thing, at all.
Leaving for KL later. Will be back on Sunday. It's going to be a tiring day for me. Rushing back to Singapore from 9am. Gig at 7pm. Oh god, give me the strength to not give up.
Can't wait for the camp instructor thing to kick in, finally something I enjoy.
Friends will be missed this weekend, someone significant a little more.
Get well soon Ver.
Love you much.
Dreading for Sunday's gig to come. I screwed up, badly. I don't know why I can't seem to get the pitch right. I feel as if I've let the guys down. I lack confidence, loads of it. Got me wondering whether this is even my thing, at all.
Leaving for KL later. Will be back on Sunday. It's going to be a tiring day for me. Rushing back to Singapore from 9am. Gig at 7pm. Oh god, give me the strength to not give up.
Can't wait for the camp instructor thing to kick in, finally something I enjoy.
Friends will be missed this weekend, someone significant a little more.
Get well soon Ver.
Love you much.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
SIMPLICITY IS BLISS.
I didn't expect things to turn out this way. I guess it could be for the better?
Damn I think I'm falling for you instead... teehee..
Damn I think I'm falling for you instead... teehee..
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
P/s My dad and I aren't talking again. Wonder how long it'll last this time. I HATE FATHER'S DAY.
FML.
I have decided to stop blogging stupid things cos IRENE TAN KUKU reads my blog and she WILL NOT stop teasing me about it.. So here goes,
Caught a movie with PUSSYLLA called I LOVE YOU, MAN. Awesome show. Haven't laughed so hard in ages. Or have I? I don't know, I think I have.
Kervon text me today saying she saw me. That was earlier on before the movie. Was supposed to head to Spins and chill before the movie started but Pris wanted to see who she was (or apparently according to other people; I'm a stalker) *rolls eyes* so we ended up at Gloria's to have cake and iced chocolate while waiting for TAN KU KU and CAT. Funny people, really. They always brighten up my day/night.
After the show we headed out for a stick, and guess who we saw? Yup, K. This time I saw her, the unforgettable hair of hers. Ok, her's the thing, I chickened out. Yes, I'm a total loser. I don't even dare to say "Hi" fuck I really suck man. Hence, the blog title "FML". This entire post is revolving around this acronym. According to Pris, she thought they saw me but all in all I was a fucking pussy. period. Moving on...
They left me hanging by a thread for the past week and finally tomorrow's judgement day. I'm going to be screwed by 3 lecturers and I'm seriously scared to shit out of. I'm praying hard and keeping my fingers crossed so they wouldn't kick me out of SIP. I think I will break down. Seriously. And poor Ethel's going to be the victim who's gonna see me break down. Which I hope is not the case. I really hope that in the end I will break THE GOOD NEWS to her instead of THE WORST. I'm dreading every minute that passes by knowing it's a minute closer to facing my worst nightmare.
Finally, I was pretty taken aback that you guys went to butter that night and honestly I felt pretty left out. Thinking that Ver and all were there too? Oh well, I guess I'm in no position to complain. No position at all.
The end.
I have decided to stop blogging stupid things cos IRENE TAN KUKU reads my blog and she WILL NOT stop teasing me about it.. So here goes,
Caught a movie with PUSSYLLA called I LOVE YOU, MAN. Awesome show. Haven't laughed so hard in ages. Or have I? I don't know, I think I have.
Kervon text me today saying she saw me. That was earlier on before the movie. Was supposed to head to Spins and chill before the movie started but Pris wanted to see who she was (or apparently according to other people; I'm a stalker) *rolls eyes* so we ended up at Gloria's to have cake and iced chocolate while waiting for TAN KU KU and CAT. Funny people, really. They always brighten up my day/night.
After the show we headed out for a stick, and guess who we saw? Yup, K. This time I saw her, the unforgettable hair of hers. Ok, her's the thing, I chickened out. Yes, I'm a total loser. I don't even dare to say "Hi" fuck I really suck man. Hence, the blog title "FML". This entire post is revolving around this acronym. According to Pris, she thought they saw me but all in all I was a fucking pussy. period. Moving on...
They left me hanging by a thread for the past week and finally tomorrow's judgement day. I'm going to be screwed by 3 lecturers and I'm seriously scared to shit out of. I'm praying hard and keeping my fingers crossed so they wouldn't kick me out of SIP. I think I will break down. Seriously. And poor Ethel's going to be the victim who's gonna see me break down. Which I hope is not the case. I really hope that in the end I will break THE GOOD NEWS to her instead of THE WORST. I'm dreading every minute that passes by knowing it's a minute closer to facing my worst nightmare.
Finally, I was pretty taken aback that you guys went to butter that night and honestly I felt pretty left out. Thinking that Ver and all were there too? Oh well, I guess I'm in no position to complain. No position at all.
The end.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
You Are So Special.
Butter=Chaos
Play=Amazing
Gisela=Hotness
Over crowding=Pissed off
Guys trying to dry hump you when you're making out with a girl=UTTERLY DISGUSTING
That HOT bung with that eyebrow piercing=Priceless
Why do I ALWAYS fall for people who ALREADY have someone in their hearts?
At this point of time, do I sit around doing nothing and wait for history to slap back in my face again OR fight for my happiness risking it being backfired?
I don't know. Help me? I need guidance.
Giving you advice, helping you to get her. Do you know darling, it's hurting inside.
"What's meant to be yours will happen eventually, if it's not yours it'll never be." or so I've been told.
One policy for me, "I'll be happy as long as you're happy."
This will stay with me always. I feel so stupid. I wanna do so many things for you, so when you smile I'll know it's all worth it. I want you to know how much I appreciate you, the fact that you're so dear to me. When I think back, to me you're everything but probably to you I'm nothing. You are all I see but sometimes I feel so invisible.
Could it be? Would it be? If the roles were switched that night, would you have noticed me instead? I don't know. It's too late anyways. If the day comes when you succeed in what you hope to happen, I'll wish you well in happiness. And yes, my love and care for you still implies.
Butter=Chaos
Play=Amazing
Gisela=Hotness
Over crowding=Pissed off
Guys trying to dry hump you when you're making out with a girl=UTTERLY DISGUSTING
That HOT bung with that eyebrow piercing=Priceless
Why do I ALWAYS fall for people who ALREADY have someone in their hearts?
At this point of time, do I sit around doing nothing and wait for history to slap back in my face again OR fight for my happiness risking it being backfired?
I don't know. Help me? I need guidance.
Giving you advice, helping you to get her. Do you know darling, it's hurting inside.
"What's meant to be yours will happen eventually, if it's not yours it'll never be." or so I've been told.
One policy for me, "I'll be happy as long as you're happy."
This will stay with me always. I feel so stupid. I wanna do so many things for you, so when you smile I'll know it's all worth it. I want you to know how much I appreciate you, the fact that you're so dear to me. When I think back, to me you're everything but probably to you I'm nothing. You are all I see but sometimes I feel so invisible.
Could it be? Would it be? If the roles were switched that night, would you have noticed me instead? I don't know. It's too late anyways. If the day comes when you succeed in what you hope to happen, I'll wish you well in happiness. And yes, my love and care for you still implies.
The decision is yet to be made. Time will tell, water will flow and one day MAYBE I'll be special to someone special like you.
Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me
Sit with me
Come and play
I need you so near
Stay awhile for a day
Maybe two have no fear
What I am is not all good
It's not all bad it's okay
Time has come wish we could
Get it back it's too late
And I miss you the most
And I miss you the most
Sing to me once again
In your room like old days
Speak to me it depends
On how you do it all ways
Bring me back little smiles
Funny ways you speak to me
Bring me back all your wiles
Whimsical fancies
And I miss you the most
And I miss you the most