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Usually have a lot of things to say. Just no mood to blog. =x
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Thanks everyone for your birthday wishes. =) I wish the day didn't end, but it did. My bmt section mate smsed me wishing happy birthday to one of the best people he ever met.
Wow. Maybe that was then. Now, I'm just... For anyone who bothers, you don't really see me on msn now. I blocked all of you. =x Except Princess P, but her computer is spoilt at the moment anyway haha. I don't know. I just don't feel like talking much to anyone else. No wait. I want to, but I don't know what to say. Meanwhile I'm working very hard to catch up after my absolutely horrible showing throughout the term. Just a couple of weeks before exam ends. Let's just finish the event. Study hard everyone. And for everyone else already working, relax too. Hope to hear from all of you soon. =) ------------------------------------------------------------------ That night By Trent When you were angry at me that night I tried to drive faster So I could send you home quicker We remained quiet You just sat there I was in dispair Nobody said a word Even when I drove too close to a car On purpose Maybe you weren't conscious Or I didn't hear what you uttered. Three quarters through the journey You fell asleep Your eyes were closed Your neck tilted But you looked so beautiful I wish I could kiss you I didn't I couldn't I slowly reached over I held your hand in mine I noticed the full moon and its shine The rabbit on the moon It smiled at me And I knew At that moment I was the happiest man alive I held your hand firmly Firmly, not tightly And steering with my other There were no traffic lights There were no stops But I turned to look at you Every few seconds Before this I drove as fast as I could Now With your hand in mine I drove at 40 per hour Wishing it could be slower Wishing we'd never reach your place Wishing this would never end Wishing you'd be mine forever. triggering Mr Ng HS |
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