cooked dinner... had dinner... went photography... phone's dying... sian....

i'm done with exams... done with year 2.. hopefully i dont packet any modules... haha.. relieved... thanks to those.. rather thanks to aishii and jane who stood.. rather smsed by me thru the tough time... woots... more photos to come... soon... =)

This is where you'll find me, in its truest, purest form. nothing more... nothing less... i love me.

i miss mondays...
i miss 3 hrs of drawing...
i miss the smiles...

i am CRANKY... go away..

fevering...

2 down 3 to go

Dear God,

I need your wisdom and i need your work. I need your word. I need to know that i will get thru this friday with ease! Dear father, i seek you in these trying times. Pls give me your word and wisdom.

Amen

1 down.

the feeling of home... is just warm.
the feeling of home... is knowing you are safe.
the feeling of home... is my mum waiting for me.
the feeling of home... it's when you know there is nothing eles out there that feels like that.

And it starts...
sometime around midnight
or at least that's when
you lose yourself
for a minute or two

As you stand...
under the barlights
and the band plays some song
about forgetting yourself for a while
and the piano's this melancholy soundcheck
to her smile
And that white dress she's wearing
you haven't seen her
for a while

But you know...
that she's watching
She's laughing, she's turning
she's holding her tonic like a crux
The room suddenly spinning
she walks up and asks how you are
so you can smell her perfume
you can see her lying naked in your arms

And so there's a change...
in your emotions
and all of these memories come rushing
like feral waves to your mind
of the curl of your bodies
like two perfect circles entwined
and you feel hopeless, and homelss
and lost in the haze
of the wine

And she leaves...
with someone you don't know
but she makes sure you saw her
she looks right at you and bolts
As she walks out the door
your blood boiling
your stomach in ropes
and when your friends say what is it
you look like you've seen a ghost

And you walk...
under the streetlights
and you're too drunk to notice
that everyone is staring at you
and you so care what you look like
the world is falling
around you

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her

and you know that she'll break you
in two

I don't want you, to give it all up
And leave your own life, collecting dust
And I don't want you, to feel sorry for me
You never gave us, a chance to be

And I don't need you, to be by my side
To tell me, that everything's alright
I just wanted you, to tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you

[Chorus]
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?

Cause I did enough, to show you that I
Was willing to give, and sacrifice
And I was the one, who was lifting you up
When you thought your life had had enough

And when I get close, you turn away
There's nothing that I can do or say
So now I need you, to tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you

[Chorus]
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?

Is it me, is it you? (is it me, is it you)
Nothing that, I can do (nothing that, I can do)
To make you, change your mind (to make you)

Is it me, is it you? (so why do - you run - away)
Nothing that, I can do (won’t you tell me)
Is it a, waste of time? (why do - you run - away)

Is it me, is it you?
Nothing that, I can do
To make you, change your mind - no

[Chorus]
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away? (what is it, I have to say)

[Chorus]
So why are you running away? (to make you admit, you're afraid)
Why are you running away?

Sleep one less hour, you'll get 25 hours.

i need 26. that explains the 3.40 somthing entry...

i was reading clarisse's blog. saw a song she was in love with right now. nice song i would have to say.

there is one thing i missed about hanging out with them. just being myself.

yet at the same time. i'm no different anywhere else. i'm me. mervyn. me. if you see me in westcoastmac with calvin, i'm the same person at sembawang with patrick. the topic of conversations are different of cause and thus brings about different mentalities. ultimately, i'm mervyn. mervyn quek.

i miss the people who crap and make a guy masturbate on webcam.
i miss the people who used to need a friend.
i miss the people who i call friends.

define a friend pls. what is a friend? who is a friend? where do we find one? i made a friend by offering him a frag just now.

we talked for 7 mins and he's name is steve.

this is not who i want.

the most vivid memory i had of clar would have to be she calling me to tell me that jask was pmsing and asked me to fetch her home. and that time i was with jask. so yes.. i drove from ntu to sp. picked up the pmsing gal and sent her back to gekpoh area. which is 7 min away from ntu.

the memories. the timeless, priceless memories... will remain memories.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.

2 weeks away till exams kick in. 4 weeks away till exams kick out. the shortest time of your life, yet the most demanding. may the strongest man win.