Friday, April 11, 2008

Everything means nothing

JiaHui should get used to our frequent questioning; for God's sake, those two lovebirds basically coalesce to each other every time they appear. So it’s HUGE wonder why one is wandering Central Library without the other in hand.
*Grins*

Clarisse totally cracked me up during our project meeting at CL. She just seemed to pepper her lines with swear words ever-so effortlessly yet meaningfully, and she laughs everything off. I guess I won’t understand how rotten her mood was, because my boyfriend doesn’t live on another continent and we get to see each other almost every day.
*Sighs*
Cheer up, babe. Just focus on getting this semester over and done with, and you can look ol’ so forward to meeting your guy during your SEP.

So tomorrow’s gathering’s cancelled. Oh well. Look who’s the one who chickened out this time round. Haha. It’s alright, we have all the time in the world to meet after the wretched exams, don’t we?

Hell, I shall stop calling him Mr. J, and introduce him to minnasan as Jack.
*Grins*
I’ll kick anyone where the sun doesn’t shine if you have doubts about us. Alright, I shall behave myself. I wouldn’t wish to have my world know him as “the guy with the J name.”
*Chortles*
The guy’s counting the days he’s missing something.
No, not his period.*Laughs*
I’m just glad I have you.

Don’t wish to load you with my loony philosophies on everything, anything, something and nothing, but I’ll just like to share something out of Alicia Keys’ song.

Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game

Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you

Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
Hand me a world on a silver platter
And what good would it be?
No one to share, no one who truly cares for me

If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby



Should I do a countdown to the concert?

7 days to Wooden Men concert~!

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