I didn't want to blog initially but somehow my mood got good when Man Utd advanced to the finals of the FA cup. Something worth celebrating with. But cutting out the celebration, I shall just express my feelings out here.
YEAH!!!! THATS MY MAN UUUUUuuuUUuuUUU. Who can win UUU uUU uuU uuu UUU~!~!~!~!!!
Today was short. Very short. Reach home from guard duty at 1030. Bath, eat and sleep - all the way to 1530. Friend called to go along to sell off his pda. Someone actually wanted the pda he put for bidding on yahoo auctions 2 days ago. Fetching at an unreasonable price of 170 SGD. Comes with 256mb mem. card and a metal casing, only shortcoming, comes with no charger.
Fat and impatient guy who rush into things without doing the necessary check, draws money and pay. Friend with a grin in the face leaves with cash. We settled our dinner after that and leaves for home. Booking incamp in about four hour, twenty-two minutes and 47 seconds and still ticking. How sucky!
Her songs sounds like crap when you just hear. It might be too rock, too punk, too can't take it by you. But deep under her skin are her feelings. Her feelings she put into her songs. It might be her stories. Not told to anyone. But sang out with emotions coded in.
You were everything, everything that I wanted.
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it.
And all the memories, so close to me, just fade away.
All this time you were pretending.
So much for my happy ending.
It's nice to know you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
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