que sara sara

i am mad and beyond hope. am doing this again. at the expense of studying.

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[des'ree feat. babyface]

You're riding in my car
I turn on the radio
I'm pulling you closer
But you keep tellin' me no
You say you don't like it
But I know that you're a liar
'Cause when we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

Late at night
You're taking me home
You say you wanna stay
But I want you to go
I say I don't love you
But you know I'm a liar
'Cause when we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

You had a hold on me right from the start
A grip so tight I couldn't tear it apart
My nerves all jumpin' actin' like a fool
Your kisses might burn
But my heart stays cool

Well Romeo and Juliet
Sampson and Delilah
Baby you can bet
They were burnin' with desire
If I say split
Then you know that I'd be lying
'Cause when we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

When we kiss
I'm on fire
Your tenderness
Gives me desire
I can't resist
Your tender lips
When we kiss
Ooh...

Fire

correcting that in someone else's report ( not really my bloody job but still my bloody business) starting from 1am in the morning is not fun at all. wins! now i know how you feel when those errors are so glaringly apparent and all you feel like doing is re-writing the whole piece of crap again. argh!

btw, to all the exceptionally imaginative lurkers out there, please try not to read so much into this blog. i do write what i mean to say but it does not mean that all i write are related. and if you are one of those compulsive lurkers, then i suggest you spend time doing more constructive things than reading the rants of a 19-year-old. :P

just because i said that i will throw my results of this sem at you does not equate to me having to score good grades (which seems to be an impossiblity at this point of time). it simply means i will throw the results at you. ha! ok... trying to be clever aside, i have to TRY to do something to turn around the possible detrimental consequences.

typically, it's the little things that the people around me do/say that touch me the most.
9 hours of biz law (not continuous of course. do you think i'm mad?) and i'm still surviving. somewhat anw. it's times like this that i amaze myself. haha..

even myself cant quite explain the nature of it, but i'm just happy and blessed that it's there.

mostly brought about by circumstances. sometimes by chance. rarely, no reason at all.

despite complaining to everyone who is interested (or not) in hearing, am in fact blessed in more ways than i deserve.

"...and strangely, the enlivening and riveting aspect of the human experience can be attributed to the way people deal with their soft spots. very often when bounded by relationships of the past, it is often never the actuality of the person or the thing itself that affect us; but rather , the inherent ablity these memories have in stirring up inner turmoil, and emotions that would otherwise, lie dormant...

... soft spots are there to humble us and remind mankind of its vulnerabilities; they are the battle scars of emotional wars waged and triumphed over, they are our fondest times, our happiest moments, our deepest pains, that remain to be embraced..."

am too uninspired to be original. and i dont think anyone wants to hear more whinings about my mundane life.

we are going to become broke and grow fat at the rate we are proceeding. funny how our (ex)colleagus think we dont eat enough. i now realise the importance of having friends not in the taking-exams cycle. to rescue my sanity. to remind me that i'm not the most pathetic one with 12 consecutive days in school. to make me rediscover the magical holiday season ahead.

even though i am utterly drained of my monetary resources after every date with you, thanks for the binging feasts, madness/lameness/sarcasticness and all that are in between. i'll miss you when you leave.