Sunday, July 17, 2005

tonight

Now Playing: The Temptations - What Becomes of The Broken Hearted

Quiet day this saturday, walked the dog, did abit of weights, had a good family dinner (excellent infact) out. Went out bar hopping of sorts around Clarke Quay, maybe it was the Australian/Chilean wine (well, the waitress couldn't tell jackshit, differentiating between an Australian from a Chilean (least she did get the hemispheres right)) ... oh, and unless your white or have a sweet tongue or fat wallet, avoid Asylum, service was horrendous. The wine however did put me in a nua mood.

However, I think it akso set me up for a rather anti-social sorta mood that night, I just wanted to lepak and at times, just felt something was missing .

And now, I shall break into a song, you what it is lah .... though you'd be spared 'cos this is only the bginnig of the song, the rest of which is rather insignificant ...

'I feel like a song without the words
A man without a soul
A bird without its wings
A heart without a home
I feel like a knight without a sword
The sky without the suncuz you are the one
I feel like a ship beneath the waves
A child that lost its way
A door without a key
A face without a name
I feel like a breath without the air
And every day's the same ...'

I know, cliched, 'emo' and other superlatives ... but fuck it .... me no carey ....

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