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

Monday, November 17, 2008

Ahha just translated 'Reden' into English. I was bored with doing gracom. I think I've made it look much more natural sounding but still some bits don't really register. But well you can't have everything, so ta. Er yes it does look pretty suggestive, doesn't it? >.<

Lotsa Movies to watch soon:

a) Angus Thongs and Full Frontal Snogging

b) Wild Child

c) Quantum of Solace

d) Twilight

e) Sisterhood of the traveling pants 2

Tennis class is borrrring. And the coach is pretty weird and lame. He also thinks I'm constantly ill because I'm pale and become even paler when out in the sun and running about. No, dude... When I run the blood drains from my face because it goes into the rest of my body. My cheeks or chin aren't the bits being exercised! Another grouse is that after tennis, I smell like, well, a tennis racket. Grosssss.

I really don't have energy or patience for gracom anymore. Urgh. And not for webgraph either, but on the other hand I don't want to fail and retake it again. Urgh.

i thought the world of you
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