I close the door Like so many times, so many times before Felt like a scene on the cutting room floor When I let you walk away tonight Without a word
I try to sleep, yeah But the clock is stuck on thoughts of you and me A thousand more regrets unraveling, ohh If you were here right now, I swear, I'd tell you this
CHORUS: Baby I don't want to waste another day Keeping it inside it's killing me Cause all i ever want, it comes right down to you (to you) I wish that I could find the words to say Baby I would tell you every time you leave I'm inconsolable
I climb the walls I can see the edge but I can't take the fall, no. ...
CHORUS: Baby I don't want to waste another day Keeping it inside it's killing me Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you I wish that I could find the words to say Baby I would tell you every time you leave I'm inconsolable
I don't want to be like this, I just want to let you know, Everything that I'm holding, Is everything I can't let go, can't let go.
CHORUS: Baby I don't want to waste another day Keeping it inside it's killing me Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you I wish that I could find the words to say Baby I would tell you every time you leave I'm inconsolable
Don't you know it baby I don't want to waste another day
I wish that I could find the words to say Baby I would tell you every time you leave I'm inconsolable
the biggest biological curse a man kena tio-ed is to have the lachrymal sacs attached to the emotional regions of the brain. and this song is bloody emo, somehow, the Backstreet Boys have managed to sound emo even at that "I should be married and all...no time for emo" age Speaking of which, the radio censored the word "God" in a song.It didn't sound that way months before. "...how come you people never heard of, closing the (God) damned" they're ok with "damned" but not "God"...why not just bloody censor the entire song while they're at it?
Sucks to go back to studying AGAIN
escorted @ 1:10 AM;
Thursday, September 27
i must be going crazy to keep blogging in poems
6 days have passed where we lose ourselves in oblivion of book, notes and ten years' series we couldn't give a care through this time
Of midautumn and three days full Lunar culinary and moonshine pastries The beauty of Chang E radiates its best as lantern delights ring and decorate the air
The fire-pit of smelting bullets as the smell of flame-charred meat lingers Our laughter and joy of a close community where some, not all, secrets are revealed
The morning of weeping willows - the season approaches The time is nigh, like cold wind whipping There is no waiting, nor pity for the umbrella-less Dark clouds - and rains in pearls and necklaces
The exit where lovers meet, of glass doors and motion sensors The Vespa display - nostalgia - others retreat to their worlds The box office on the left, and the gramophone behind The slipper army's lined up, silently watching the rows of couples As you turn right and look left - a greeting of pair-ups at each window
The rain still falls as the sky darkens I stand at the gate though there's no greeting Not waiting, but pointing out the moon in the same sky we're under But the only beautiful moon tonight is the moon river
the firepit is NOT any kind of depiction or what, we had a barbeque and I was cooking and heat was really intense...so yeah
escorted @ 8:17 PM;
Monday, September 24
What I did with boredom
I got rather bored with loafing around like a bummer.I wanted to catch Il Mare on VCD again, but thought I rather saved it for a really boring day, which is tomorrow or today.I wrote a little something while listening to "Stripped" show (hosted by Shan Wee), therefore you can see the "acoustic hour"
66 days left With the approach of Mid-Autumn in 2 The brightest of the bright Another full moon looms
With every fifteen days, it appears Another fifteen, it disappears Another month gone, so much more minutes lost Now's not the time for emotions
One moment it pours, another it shines Cold wind succeeded by no drafts The acoustic hour plays itself again The quiet hum and pluck, and the silent metronome
The music of midnight runs slowly Rapid rhythm but soulful chords Reluctance in melancholy, scales of sadness The allegory builds to nothing to the end As piano and violin mourn their swan songs
Listen for the song, not the notes Like the moon, it changes over time As shadows dance their waltz silkily They know it's only a matter of time before the music of the night fades
Reaching my hand out into the depths The hush and shades of the ballroom The ballroom of dreams, by the moonlight chandelier In half-lit light of partial moon, my answer-less question "How about a last dance?"
No I'm not emo-ing( if I even emo at all)...influences of that dashboard confessionals song. will explain it in time...
escorted @ 12:50 AM;
Sunday, September 23
how about a classic song?
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping While you're far away and dreaming I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Well, every moment spent with you Is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing
Lying close to you Feeling your heart beating And I'm wondering what you're dreaming Wondering if it's me you're seeing Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together And I just wanna stay with you In this moment forever, forever and ever
I don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna miss one smile I don't wanna miss one kiss Well, I just wanna be with you Right here with you, just like this I just wanna hold you close Feel your heart so close to mine And stay here in this moment For all the rest of time
Don't wanna close my eyes Don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do 'Cause I'd still miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you, babe And I don't wanna miss a thing
Don't wanna close my eyes Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah I don't wanna miss a thing
steve tyler's got a powerful voice mann. there's no second to that, kind of liked the notion of the movie in this song.where bruce willis sacrificed himself.very touching...
escorted @ 1:51 AM;
When It's Almost There
Subject Report: English A1 - really depending on teacher's mood. I know my arguments for both essays are not strong with language and expression not right
Chemistry - I don't know what the hell is up with Paper 3 that has some weird compound that totally killed my chem grade. predicted at most 6
Biology - no need to talk. max grade 6
Math - painfully full of mistakes.my biggest mistake.mistaking the mean of exponential distribution. max grade 6
Business - couldn't write finish paper 1. paper 2 accounts couldn't balance. bull-ed the rest of the way. max grade probably 5
somebody shoot me please
John's car...leaves you salivating and full of green eyes.ahhh, but wanting to drive is another thing. I'm freaking afraid of being in control of such a machine, so maybe in a few years time
oh mann, there's only so many days left...crap crap crap crap
maybe I'm amazed at the way you sing it for all time maybe you're not aware of how people hate it maybe I'm amazed at the way you pull notes outa line, kill em over night maybe I'm amazed at the way you pull your thick hide
maybe you're a nut maybe you're the only arse who's in the middle of something that he doesn't really understand
maybe you're a fool maybe there's no sanely person who could ever help you hell, can't anybody get you to understand whoooooooo
that's about the worst I've ever heard.the notes of nightmares
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Sunday, September 16
Not Gonna Do Well
I'm not gonna do well...
not at all. esp bio, and chem, not to men tion maths and business
I'm hoping English is average as a saving grace Lotsa stuff to say. but maybe after exams
escorted @ 2:01 AM;
Monday, September 10
The Hardest Part
And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
was the hardest part
And the strangest thing
was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start
I could feel it go down
Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth
Silver line in the cloud
Oh and I wish that I could work it out
And the hardest part
was letting go, not taking part
You really broke my heart, oh
And I tried to sing
But I couldn't think of anything
And that was the hardest part of all
I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
The silver line in the cloud
Oh and I, oh and I, I wonder what it's all about
I wonder what it's all about
Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it just comes undone
And everything is torn apart
Oh and thats the hardest part, Oh and its the that's the hardest part
Yeah that's the hardest part,oh that's the hardest part
I know this song came out years ago( I heard it at HMV in sec 4) but the song kinda just rang in my head.
I know I shouldn't be blogging but I'M SERIOUSLY GETTING INJUSTICE IN THE HOUSE...ARGH!!! WHY CAN'T AN EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD JUST BLOODY STUDY IN PEACE FOR THE LAST TWO MONTHS!
It's complicated but it's not affecting me.There, I said it already.Not gonna whine about family troubles cos you don't choose your family.haha, but it's a thought...
I can wait probably all my life but I only wish time doesn't move so fast...
escorted @ 6:13 PM;
Sunday, September 9
Unprepared...
The past week has been rather sian-ing. Ain't got no spirit do any nuts. I'm not even confident of doing well at all (much less do better).Frankly, I don't feel prepared at all, ah but anyway..I'm not here to confess about my inconfidence.
81 days left. there're some stuff I wanna say, but the time doesn't seem right. Is it really better that things are the way they are now? I hope that, at least, you're happy with it
Twist And Shout by The Beatles
Well, shake it up baby now Twist and shout Come on, come on, come, come on baby now Come on and work it on out Well work it on out, honey You know you look so good You know you got me goin' now Just like I know you would
Well, shake it up baby now Twist and shout Come on, come on, come, come on baby now Come on and work it on out You know you twist, little girl You know you twist so fine Come on and twist a little closer now And let me know that you're mine, woo
Ah, ah, ah, ah Yeah, shake it up baby now Twist and shout Come on, come on, come, come on baby now Come on and work it on out You know you twist, little girl You know you twist so fine Come on and twist a little closer now And let me know that you're mine Well shake it, shake it, shake it, baby now Well shake it, shake it, shake it, baby now Well shake it, shake it, shake it, baby now Ah, ah, ah, ah
2. It's your smile
escorted @ 12:39 AM;
Sunday, September 2
88 One?
Somedays I'm riding on a high, others I can't even get up at all mann. no strength
Sister came back today (for a week).what was supposed to be 1 hour of waste time, extended to about two plus.pangsai sia
I'm being really ill-disciplined these days. Little hours of studying...
1. Because it's you
escorted @ 1:00 AM;
Saturday, September 1
the 89 to the 88
Today was the last day of school. well, it was Malaysia's merdeka celebrations for 50 years.
okok, it wasn't really the last day. just that no more proper lessons.
Two things that stuck to my mind
the first is an incident that took place in school.right at this time period, a joker decided to throw his temper about a girl. getting worked up over pretty much nothing (he denies liking her, no big deal already right")...then kena suaned by someone and he gets all flustered up. well, deal with it. the real world's not there to coddle you up and I couldn't give two hoots whether you're stretched to the limit with regards to this girl or not. As far as I am concerned, you're just being a drama queen.
Second one comes from incredible tales.some ghost stalker.guy who couldn't tahan not being able to chase a girl, decided to commit suicide and then do stalking. man, she may be the love of your life but she ain't the life of you. of course letting her go would be a serious bitch of a pain, and your life may be filled with alot less meaning and you probably won't be able to know how to live life, but it doesn't mean things don't happen still. The world still spins and to kill yourself, you have no effect on the world at all. What for go to such dramatic extents? she wouldn't care would she? wen I mean she, I was talking about his stalkee...man. dude love life more than love. or you'd just end up giving your life in vain. like wow, you'd probably give guilt to her for the rest of her life.(I'm sure she's thank you for it)
period...there's 89 to 88 days left.time's on a fuse now
