::Insensitive - Jane Arden::



How do you cool your lips
After a summer’s kiss
How do you rid the sweat
After the body bliss
How do you turn your eyes
From the romantic glare
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you’d know anywhere

Oh, i really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Casual good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
That told me
You might have some advice to give
On how to be
Insensitive

How do you numb your skin
After the warmest touch
How do you slow your blood
After the body rush
How do you free your soul
After you’ve found a friend
How do you teach your heart
It’s a crime to fall in love again

Oh, you probably won’t remember me
It’s probably ancient history
I’m one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I’m out of vogue, i’m out of touch
I fell too fast, i feel too much
I thought that you might have
Some advice to give on how to be
Insensitive

::Foolish Games - Jewel::



You took your coat off and stood in the rain
You were always crazy like that
I watched from my window
Always felt I was outside looking in on you
You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair
You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care
Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather
Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see
This is my heart bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees
These foolish games are tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart
You were always brilliant in morning
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee
You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else
Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself
These foolish games are tearing me apart
You're tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart
You took off your coat and stood in the rain
You were always crazy like that

::Recent Happenings::

It's the third week of school.. and i'm PERPETUALLY late for class and work! Just yesterday, I had class at 8.30am, but woke up at 7.20am! (due to FYP project which i did til 5am in the morning..) So i rushed out half-expecting my dad to send me to school, when he said he'll drop me off at BEDOK MRT to take a cab! I was quite annoyed that he didn't wan send me to school, but at least he gave me $20 bucks to take cab.. so I hopped onto the cab on the LOOOONNNNGG ride to NTU aka faraway land... and guess how much the cab fare was?

$36!!!! i was quite shocked cos i only had $37 in my wallet so phew at least i had enuff money.. The ERP was like $2.50, plus peak surcharge of 35% (ard $8++).. it was quite crazy.. But it was a good experience cos in my 3 years at NTU i've not taken a cab to school, usually if i'm late i'll just skip the whole day or go late altogether.. guess i was feeling guilty about not keeping up with my studies and all that's why..

It's the same at work.. I'm supposed to reach office at 8.30am but always wake up at 7.50am, take my time, and reach work at 9am.. It's like my body is programmed already to wake up at that time... partly cos no one scolds me when i'm late that's why.. but I really should start being on time in case my manager decides to scold me one day!

Onto other things.. School has been hectic what with my FYP (Final year project) and with my Spanish classes~!! I love going for Spanish even though i'm quite lost most of the time.. It's just fun when the whole class recites spanish together after the teacher.. our teacher is Spanish, her name is Arancha Something Fernandez and she's 5and a half months pregnant, married to an Indian.. Her kids must be so cute.. I still can't curl my tongue to pronounce the "Rrrrr" sound that Spanish pple can do though.. I think my tongue is a bit long and I can't really work it so..

Work... think my manager is kinda pissed at me, for missing the meetings and phone conferences that she's arranged this week.. and I made the computer hang again today.. ;(

I've been feeling rather foolish for the past few weeks, and it's kinda been like a roller-coaster ride, and after sometime u just get numbed by it.. but just another question to ask..

Would you rather Love someone or be Loved by someone?

I've always thought I'd rather be loved, but i've realised that I still wanna be loved by someone who I think I can be in love with, and not just someone who loves me but I don't feel anything for.. but the problem is whether you may end up liking that person u dun like someday.. why must life be so complicated?

Anyhow i think i'm too trusting and still quite naive at this point.. must learn how to be more Wary of others.. Life is not the bed of roses I had hoped it to be~

:: No More Rhyme - Debbie Gibson::



Verse 1:
When the fear sets in
Where the fire burns
Where i find a place
Where there's nowhere to turn
When the evening sings
An eerie song
Longing for the day
You say i'm wrong

Verse 2:
You can find your place
But never fit in
And only when you've left
Do you know where you've been
I can see the light
But only when it's gone
You can go on waiting
But only for so long (so long, so long)

Chorus:
I know we are right
It's not always clear
Because i've never felt the fear
Can it stay so good
Forever in time?
I've always felt the rhythm
What happens when
There's no more rhyme?

Verse 3:
Can we face ourselves
Like we face each other?
We've never felt anything
On our own
I can't wait much longer
To feel any danger
I hope we're not living for
A lifetime alone

Chorus

Bridge:
Hard to go on
It's like waiting for
The other shoe to drop
I'll never stop
Believing in you
It's just we never had to struggle
It all came too easy
I hope we felt what we felt from the start
We've never suffered a broken heart
We've been so blinded by all the best
We never put our love to the test (to the test)

I've always felt the rhythm
What happens when
There's no more rhyme?

Just 1 question...

How often in life, do you find someone you can really talk to?

I'm still keeping count...