Thursday, December 16
whew. thanks ally for helping me with the password thing. after that day.. well i don't know who that coward was, but i don't want to risk anyone reading this who shouldn't be. never thought anyone would come here who wasn't given the link by me personally. the pros of being low-profile. and the cons of being both sarcastic and elitist in my misled youth.
actually i was so bummed by yesterday that i went out after work and spent 70plus. bought my sister's christmas presents.. mascara, tea tree oil gift set.. hope she likes it. heh. she's coming home soon. i really miss her. even though i'm going to wear her clothes out tomorrow haha. work was.. okay.. forced myself to wrap at least 3 bags full of books [baa-baa-black-sheep reference unintended] with clear plastic and wrap all the christmas gifts for the office. plus type and paste labels.. and i had the most fun stamping the church office stamp on the new books! exactly what i wanted to do as a kid, watching the librarians in the national libraries. my childhood dream. that's why i went to sec school dreaming of being a librarian. guides never crossed my mind. heh.
tmr's the posting results. i'm not scared. i know what i have to do. wake up at ten, check which sch i'm posted to [probably sa, not that it matters] then dress and go to hc with my mum. show all my results slips and awards and various bits of papers then meet jean in orchard. and pass ally her birthday present. hee. the perfect day eh. i'm trying to think of a good reason why i want to go to hc. a little worried that i'm still the elitist prig i was in the past.. i mean sure hc's got a wonderful rep and all.. and i'm going there to push myself.. sa arts sucks apparently.. but.. when i second guess myself.. i'm afraid i'm doing it for the same reason i did triple. for the glory. ahh well. i can still change to science now. i don't know. i don't want to. arts. i want to do arts. i do. anyway. this song is pretty nice. =D nice title anyway. and lyrics. the music's okay. not as fantastic as others.. but read the lyrics. a title to keep in mind: this is one of those love stories. hahaha. heard it somewhere..
When you're far from me, there's a melody,
That always brings me closer to you.
It's our own symphony, just for you and me,
And I hope they play it real soon.
Everytime I wish that we were dancing slow,
That's when I hear it playing on the radio,
I know...
[chorus]
This is one of those love songs,
That you hear in the middle of the night,
Makes me wanna be with you,
Wherever you are tonight.
And whoever's listening,
Just hold your lovers tight,
'Cause this is one of those love songs,
One of those love songs.
As days turn into years, we've had our share of tears,
But they never seem to last long.
'Cause the sadness disappears
Every time I hear our favorite love song.
Now the candles burn as I lay here in my bed,
As the melody keeps playing over and over in my head.
[Repeat Chorus]
That you never want to end,
And you hope that the DJ plays it again and again and again,
Play it again and again and again.
as you can guess the bit i empathise with and the bit you guys hate the most is the 'play it again and again and again' yes keep groaning =D
don't make decisions with your heart, sweetie.
it's nothing but a water pump drawing blood from your veins
and pouring it back into your arteries.
you're better off using grey matter..
but when i look at you my grey matter goes numb.
it must've been love.
11:23 pm
xoxo
