The first time I saw your face
I was blown away without a trace
I felt so alone on a busy street
when you passed me by
I felt my feet melt away
Melt away

I pray to God I could meet
Someone like the boy I'd just seen
Someone that could stop me dead
Someone that could spin around in my head all day
In my head all day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

That night I saw him again
It was the first time I touched his hand
He made me feel so warm
We talked all night 'til the dawn came our way
Til the dawn came our way

But the timing was all wrong
When I met the one I should've known
Instead I walked away leaving behind my destiny on that day
My destiny on that day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

But I still see his face
In my mind it's the only place
And we will meet again
And I will touch your hand again on that day
Your hand again on that day

Monday, May 22, 2006

oh no oh no. Mustafa suayed me today: he brushed against my sleeve just now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

must sterilise must sterilise must sterilise must sterilise. or else it will be like Lindsay Lohan in Just My Luck where she kisses a guy and he sucks away her good luck and replaces it with his horrible luck.

today in school had A LOT of talks. boring ones, i nearly nodded off in the last one. while waiting for the Sec 3 Talk to start, six of us played catching with Theodora Kaur in the school hall.
she was always our victim and sadly it wasn't very fun to play with her 'cos we always caught her within thirty seconds. even when we conducted mock spot-checks(always a chance to tickle her...when you tickle her she sorta bounces.always an amusing sight....) on her after every round she still didnt learn to run faster. anyway, we had to stop after a while 'cos more and more people were arriving and we didnt really want to appear like the childish or the mentally affected.

oh yeah, what else? hm, during the first Talk which was about reading this book called The Kite Runner, Theo and I kept snorting with laughter everytime they mentioned Baba or the Hazara group of people. let's just say Baba sounds a little like a certain somebody's middle name, and now we know the origins of this certain somebody.

then we checked marks after all the talks were over. well, sadly for the Express people in the class, they didnt print out the ranking. they only had it for the Special people. haha. biased. biased, i tell you. anyway the stupid smartass Chua Simin was first in class and 66 in the whole level la! smack her ar. haha. not really, she is my friend and i'm not that violent.

i thought the world of you
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