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Sunday, September 20, 2009 2:31 pm
So Sick
Gotta change my answering machine
Now that I'm alone
'Cos right now it says that we
Can't come to the phone
And I know it makes no sense
'Cos you walked out the door
But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore
(it's ridiculous)
It's been months
And for some reason I just
(can't get over us)

And I'm stronger than this
(enough is enough)
No more walking round
With my head down
I'm so over being blue
Crying over you

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

Gotta fix that calender I have
That's marked July 15th
Because since there's no more you
There's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
And how every song reminds me
Of what used to be


That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Stupid love songs)
Don't make me think about her smile
Or having my first child
I'm letting go
Turning off the radio

'Cos I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)

Said I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)

And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)
Why can't I turn off the radio?

Friday, September 18, 2009 7:50 pm
Honesty is an important factor
Survivor starts Today.
Galu vs. Foa Foa

莫名我就喜欢你 深深的爱上你
没有理由没有原因
莫名我就喜欢你 深深的爱上你
从见到你的那一天起

你知道我在等你吗 你如果真的在乎我
又怎会让无尽的夜陪我度过
你知道我在等你吗 你如果真的在乎我
又怎会让握花的手在风中颤抖

莫名我就喜欢你 深深的爱上你
在黑夜里倾听你的声音
Bear. Slowlax. Slowpoke. Snorlax. Deer.
I thought I've gotten over it.
But seems not?

Sunday, September 06, 2009 8:16 pm
I dont know what to name this title,
Yesterday was my elder brother's 21st birthday party.
Buffet style was held at my house, with our relatives and his friends invited.
Before that, I went back to school as a student helper at the Meet-the-parents session for current DArch year one.
A couple of cousins stayed over at my house, and we played mahjong with my mum till 4am.

Alright, I've taken like say, 1 week of rest.
So, term-break doesn't mean total break from projects.

Oh yes, I've already gotten a group to kick start the library competition. (I'm quite sorry for Daniel 'cos I left him&kang group-less.) I'll be busy starting from Wednesday. Saturdays are mostly booked too. But well, I'm still okay with meet-ups. Just let me know in advance.

Today is my elder brother's actual birthday.
Happy 21st to him.

Yawns. I guess I should do some reading before I sleep soon.
Gonna meet up with my friend tomorrow for some shopping. I hope I don't get a wet-blanket-reason again, the next morning I wake up. >:(

Thursday, September 03, 2009 8:40 pm
It's just another post.
Yesterday marked the end of Semester 1, and we had a combined bbq with our lecturers at moberly.
(Each bbq pit actually requires us to slot in 20 cents for every 15 minutes.)

I had runs this morning; I guess it was due to last night's bbq.
So I ended up working from home when I was supposed to return to school for Spinnovex.
I'm feeling much better now.

I feel rather disconnected again 'cos I've been numbing myself with projects/ competitions(soon).
Moments where I feel connected are usually through the Internet/ text messages.

I thought my life was chaotic and hectic until when I turned someone down,
it felt so empty and lifeless where it's just me against the world again.
I'm used to it.

And yes, I'm getting back my reading habit in this term-break.
Aims in this term-break:
1. Preparation of DC & BP Set
2. Refinement of Design
3. Library Competition
4. Spinnovex
5. Reading
6. Portfolio
7. Meet-ups/ Gatherings


Recently, my friend posted this on facebook,
"Rewards come from effort, Results come from?"
And I told him, Results come from Time.

Effort plays a part too.
And I wonder what else do results come from too.