I'd Lie
I don’t think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He’ll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I’m laughing cause I hope he's wrong
I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favorite songs
And..

[chorus]
I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes
And if you ask me if I love him,
I’d lie

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn’t a light go on?
Doesn’t he know I’ve had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine

[chorus]

He stands there then walks away
My god if I could only say
I’m holding every breathe for you...

He’d never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything
But my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My god he’s beautiful
So I put on my make up
And pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue oh and it kills me
His sisters beautiful he has his father’s eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him
I’d lie

Mystifyingly honest.
Secretly loving...

Makarelate sah??

hehe...

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Oh... It's been a long, LONG time!
I've been pretty bushed in school, with all those tests (like I study, haha) and case study. yeah. CASE STUDY. I've been out of the Blogworld for a month, and I missed it! Today's the only time I've finally had a chance to grab the chair and do some stress-relieving activities like blogging. (refer to my previous entry).

Well, I actually want to say a lot of things, from disaster to some funny, tickling moments. But let me share something...
Have you ever experienced waking up every morning feeling a bit queasy for the day ahead, wishing for the time to quickly pass, thinking if you could just think straight and avoid overanalyzing petty things that would in the end give you a feeling of mild chagrin...and see life in a different perspective by trying to remember stuffs that have brought pleasant memories? uhuh. pretty long, eh? But do see my point? It's actually feeling bothered. In a few hours you'll be dragged into a different new world called 'School' or 'Office' and then you'd go blank right after you thought you can actually ace it.
But you didn't. You flunked. All your thoughts go haywire, finding answers to why you failed when a minute or so ago you thought you'd be all right.
Have you experienced that?

I?
...
Of course.
I'm having some cephalic problems, actually.
Not that I went mental.
no, no.
I think I just lack focus.
Or is it simply that I don't mind at all?
hmmm....