our hopes and expectations/black holes and revelations

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

Friday, May 30, 2008

There are many things wrong with me, but what's really serious is that I am unnaturally empty. I barely have opinions or heck, real thoughts, anymore. I used to be able to prattle on and on about almost anything but now all I do is just seize up when I'm asked to talk about anything and words just dry up. And the only emotion I feel most of the time is wearied indifference. Maybe those months before I started school have taken their toll. Lack of social interaction, living in an almost surreal, dream world, watching the world that despite everything doesn't change. I just feel out of touch and alien. But then that's how people on the streets look at me, like I'm out of this world.

Face it. I'm sad. Always was, always will be.

i thought the world of you
1:50 PM

Me?

Kate/YQ
17 years young. studying Mass Communications at Ngee Ann Poly.
CCHMS '07, PCPS '04
Rude. Pale. Sold out to the Apple syndrome.
Never able to resist shopping. Sorry.

Playlist:
Last Day of Magic
Hook and Line
URA fever
Tape Song
Dice