sometimes i wonder.. people who have never contacted you (whether in real life or online) for years; one day they just start to chat with you out of the blue, and that's cause they have something to ask of you.
and I'm still the same me (still in holiday mood lalala).. I have a feeling that this sem will be a tough one.. just looking at the math notes makes me go @_@..
*ahem*...i meant.. Sem War 2! Semester 2 is starting next week! Enough of fooling around and gotta get my eyes off the laptop and on to books and lots of books. So results came out.. And I'm stunned. I expected farrrrrrrr lousier grades but i was a lil disappointed as well when i saw my grades. Contradicting, no? It's a mix of "OMG I'M SO LUCKY! i get to retain my scholarship and not get my $$$ terminated" and "aww man I could've done better" sort of thing. Just between you and me, i feel a bit "syok sendiri" cos my GPA is considered very good for a poly student (i even beat some JC's asses yo!) but of course there are those who got a perfect 5.0 score and another class of geniuses who aren't even in the GPA system cos they are so smart they are taking completely different modules.. Not that I'm so obsessed with grades..I'm just happy $$$ is going to keep rolling in..for another semester.. That means I could splurge a lil, and get THE nifty-fifty lens..(it's called the nifty-fifty but it costs SGD120 at the cheapest shop that i could find, damn you!) BUT THEN AGAIN, I feel like getting the f1.4 one (which probably will cost me an arm and a leg T_T) , poisonnnnnnn!!!
- Oxford heels = 900+yen!!!! SO CHEAP OMG
I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life, tell me how's your family
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier then ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
'Cause the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die
So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to december all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to december, turn around and make it all right and
I go back to december all the time
These days I haven't been sleeping
Staying up playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed and I didn't call
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side,
Realized I loved you in the fall
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye
So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to december all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to december, turn around and change my own mind and
I go back to december all the time
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night,
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
If we loved again I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand
But this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to december
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing that I'd realized what I had when you were mine and
I go back to december, turn around and make it alright and
I go back to december, turn around and change my own mind and
I go back to december all the time
All the time
on the first day of 2011, I:
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose














