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, September 15, 2008

'It was much pleasanter at home, when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits.'

- Alice/Alice in Wonderland/Lewis Carroll

I looked at my sem 1 results and felt disappointed. Then it got replaced with something like worry and bewilderment. I could've done better. I could've done worse. Not a fail or anything lower than a C on the screen, but I didn't see any As or ADs either. I am the very average student now.

Writcom was such a disappointment. I did well in the quizzes and tests and the pre-essay stuff. Almost full marks. Then don't ask me what happened with the essay. It was long, exhuasting and boring. Full of citations. The library books were dusty and old and full of bacteria.

Shoot, really need to get my gear up next semester. Graphics, eh? I'll paint your ass if it'll get me an A plus. Haha kidding.

i thought the world of you
9:09 PM