胡思乱想

*Formal wear...doubt my ppt's content fits the term FORMAL lol*

It's getting bad.
After attachment, I've got more time to slp...but the prob is I slp too much nowadays. I can slp at 2am, wake up 2pm, then fall aslp again from 5-7pm. Haiz.

At night, I can't get to slp yet forced myself to go to slp. Terrible feeling.
Plus...it's the "mth of e yr"...makes me "anyhow think" oso.

Tossing in bed...thinking of all kinds of bad things happening. Couldn't stop myself. All those news in the papers is disturbing... Why does it seem like all bad things happen ard this time of the yr?

I'm touched by mum's concern though...谢谢.

Ok...stop emo-ing. Check out the song lyrics I wrote ysn.

Your whisper

Three years
We’ve been holding hands
Walking down the roads
Counting down to midnight
And you whispered goodnight into my ears

I wished for some kind of forever
The truth had to be cruel
When it’s been already three years
Of walking, of counting, of love
Of happiness that’s fallen
I miss your whisper

CHORUS:
Be strong my love
You were never far away I know
Our distance was so near
In my heart you took shelter
I wiped away the tears
Fought a battle with all fears
And I hear your whisper
Stay strong my love

No more goodnights
The angel has left my bedside
I’m wondering alone in the moonlight
Counting down to midnight
I lie awake with teary eyes

Fact is it’s been three years
Of walking, of counting, of love
Of happiness that’s fallen
And I still miss the whisper

(CHORUS)

Be strong my love (I wiped away the tears)
Be strong my love (Fought away all fears)
Stay strong my love (I hear your whisper)
Stay strong my love (I hear your whisper)