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

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Tiens!

I don't know what to say.

Well... I don't quite know the exact word for my hair colour, to be more precise.

It's a modern art piece at best. See, my hair is now a mass (perhaps mess) of different colours. Red, light brown, dark brown, dark brown with a slight violet hue. And it's kind of frizzy.

There is an in-your-face streak of red at the front. I haven't forgotten how stubborn red pigments can be. I dyed my hair red in December 05. I dyed it black three times in the next six months and still the red showed.

Btw, besides a lizard infestion, there's also ants. Lots of them. I can't believe it. I didn't think they'd go after pears.

It's like they have a colony here or something! Die, ants, die! You intrude, I kill.

i thought the world of you
8:54 PM