I'll be waiting for u, rite here....
Well don't I know that they say hanging on will justify the wait?
But patience and elated wisdom don't share a common phrase...
Well don't I know that they say hanging on will justify the wait?
She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
They're saying, "Mamma never loved her much"
And, "Daddy never keeps in touch"
"That's why she shies away from human affection"
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bag for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him...
I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be
If you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was color-blind
All her friends they've been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying, "Love is like a barren place
And reaching out for human faith is
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for"
So baby's gonna take a drive and
Push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
What a pleasant dream...
I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be,
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
Mamma never loved her much
And Daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bag for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
And she'll say to him...
I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be,
If you'll be my baby
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby?
A new day, oh..oh..
Rite....finally noe how to upload a foto on my blog correctly....
I have a blog. Doesn’t everyone? u mean u don’t? How uncool of u!
According to Merriam-Webster, “blog” was the word of the year last year. Not having your own blog is like not having your own Gmail account.
What? You don’t have Gmail either? My God, what are you? A caveman?!
No problem. I’ll send you an invite. You have an Internet account, right? That’s a relief. What’s your broadband speed? 1.5meg? Cable? Huh? You’re using dial-up? You mean, you still have a land line? How retro.
Wait. You’re still using wires? The horror. But you have a handphone, right? Good, take my picture.
Huh? You can’t take pictures w
Cheeeeeese! Snap! Let me c the pic. Where’s the little LCD screen on the camera? Wat do u mean I have to wait for the fotos to be developed? Film?
Next thing u’ll be telling me is u listen to CDs. Hahaha….oic. u mean u act buy the whole albums? I have two words for u: iPod and download. No filler, all killer.
Watz this? A video cassette recorder? U shud donate it to a museum, Grandpa, along w
Is tt a DVD recorder? Oh, it’s juz a player. Wat movies do u have? Pls, no LDs or – heaven forbid – VCDs. U got The Lord of the Rings DVD? Cool.
Wait. This is the theatrical cut! U din get the special extended edition? Wat the hell is wrong w u?! Nvm. At least u have the wide screen version. So u r not a complete loser. Where’s the surround sound? Oic….
The problem is
Speaking of trilogies, did u see the trailer for Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith? No, not in the cinema. On the web. I’ll show u. Where’s
My ears! My ears! Watz tt awful screeching noise? The modem? Oh, yeah, I 4got, u’r using dial-up.
How do u live like this? Like an animal?
Ok, I found the site. I’m downloading the Star Wars trailer 4 u now. Judging by the bit rate, I’d say this will take roughly 4000 years.
4get it, I’ll Gmail u the file. By the way, did I mention I have a blog?
extracted, and manipulated, fr article by johnsonOng
Welcome, me, myself and everyone!!! ok, fine..my first try at a blog tingee...juz dun sue me if u find it boring! Besides, my life hitherto has been devoid of thrills and adventure. But, I’m sure it will change for the better! blahz! anywayz, i will be making this place as one to vent my frustrations and all, so pardon me if my words sound cynical and hysterical. Hmm…maybe I shud kick-start my blog by telling u abt aki.
Architecture, affectionately known as aki, is the degree course I’m taking rite now in nus. I have always been wanting to become a zoo vet, but due to the highly ridiculous cost of having to study vet sc in Aust, I gave tt ambition a miss. Besides, my results aren’t even the least impressive to be selected for the course. Aki was my second choice, i like architecture, but this was not wat i expected it to be. It can be a real headache sometimes. For in aki, everything as to be planned in fastidious detail, right down to the distance between ur toilet bowl and ur toilet roll hanger! No kidding! Too near, u may juz hit
The other ting abt architectural schools is tt abt the tutors! The bloody tutors are fr hell! Itz better to try to be in their gd books den to suffer under their wrath! They are the powers u wun wan to trifle with. but one wuld think, why shud even the most megalomaniacal of aki tutors daunt us?! Come on, they are juz another handful of low-ranking architects who wan to earn quick bucks and make a hell out of poor novices’ lives! Oh, den u noe nothing...they may have big eyes, small noses, and perhaps a big round( and maybe shiny) forehead, all the perfect features for a baby face, but they are meanies! Wolves in sheeps’ clothing! Maybe