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

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Just back from school. I was wrong, it wasn't a 9-5 day. It was a 9-6 day! Ne'ermind, it's my free day tomorrow! Yayness. Though I course I'll probably spend it doing some of the Contemporary Issues crap.

It was rainbow-themed today and frighteningly enough I didn't have any rainbowy stuff. I threw open the doors of my (walk-in. Yeah, right) closet and all I could see was dark blues and blacks and greys and browns. Found a hot pink top, yeah that'd do. Well, like I had a choice! I was going to be late and my sister was still asleep, meaning I can't run into her room and raid her wardrobe. I overslept, I guess, shame on me.

I didn't know how I would get through a whole day of tutorials. But I have survived. In one piece. Whoever said poly was fun... *mutters away darkly*

Yes, anyway. To my great astonishment and joy, I found that me and DJ aren't the only CCHMS people in NP. I was walking out with Nic and Kenneth, and who did I see but Stephanie Yeo? Technically she saw me first and if she hadn't called my name I mightn't have noticed her - God, the way my brain functions! I ran there squealing - I don't know why! I think I do miss the old crowd afterall!

She's in accountancy. How lovely. Jensen is here too, she told me. This explains it!!!! No wonder I have been seeing a guy who could be Jensen's twin walking about - because he IS Jensen. It was pretty hilarious.

I was so glad about cleaning up my assignments, but it turns out we have more. More. More! I am so sick of non-narrative essays I want to cry sometimes, but I don't have a choice.

So anyway I am printing out tons of Tokio Hotel piano scores. Gosh, I love TH.

i thought the world of you
7:14 PM