she said "i've got to be honest

you're wasting your time if you're fishing around here"

and he said "you must be mistaken 

i'm not fooling, this feeling is real"

she said "you've gotta be crazy

what do you take me for? 

some kind of easy mark?"

you've got wits

you've got looks 

you've got passion 

but i swear that you've got me all wrong

all wrong

all wrong

but you've got me

"i'll be true, i'll be useful, i'll be cavalier 

i'll be yours my dear

and i'll belong to you 

if you just let me through"

"this is easy as lovers go 

so don't complicate it by hesitating

this is wonderful as loving goes

this is tailor made

what's the sense in waiting?"

he said "i've got to be honest 

i've been waiting for you all of my life"

"for so long i thought i was asylum bound 

but just seeing you makes me think twice

and being with you here makes me sane

i fear i'll go crazy if you leave my side"

bath

my cam died on me midway so i don't really have any photos of the actual roman bath.

(i'm trying to revive my blog here can you tell)

btw zara, just as i was standing in this ballroom wishing that our james mcavoy would 'magically appear', i learnt that jane austen used to live down the street and some of the people her characters were based on did actually dance here. 

and apparently it's jane austen week so there were these groups of people in the tea room (i had my first english tea of scones and eclairs!) dressed up in period costumes. sigh.

london's being surprisingly warm (i can walk around in a tshirt) and sunny. so decided to go rowing over at richmond today with my uncle - whilst my parents lazed on the riverbank and had ice cream. hah i managed to "accidentally" splash a few people.

sigh trips with parents can be rather... taxing. not to sound like an ungrateful child but i seriously have a bad feeling about moving into hall with my parents tagging along. hey even huay shan agrees it's awkward. but between my dad criticising my university (what's new) and calling me stupid, i managed to convince them to go to bath tomorrow and paris next week! and that also solves my indecision to go for the melee and lights & sounds gig. freak just think about the ohsogood food. oh man i can feel my jeans tightening. 

as school draws nearer, starting again in an entirely new country halfway around the globe seems more daunting than ever. but i guess a part of me is looking forward to the challenge and the freedom.

and i don't know whether it's the uk talking but i'm starting to like oasis again hahah.

THANK YOU to the people who took the trouble to send me off. and to those who wanted to come but couldn't. now when i think "home", the first image that pops to mind is that of you guys standing at the gate :)

as the plane took off, i was staring out the window for the longest time. bruised playing on loop in my head. no matter how small or stifling singapore seems sometimes, truth is no place will ever feel as comfortable or quite like home. 

i've been reading the notes and blog posts and i can't express how much they mean to me. whenever i start to write something in return, all i can think of is flying back home and giving you a hug that will never seem long enough. 

i'm sure the next 3 months will pass so quickly but i can't wait till i see you all again. 

damn i miss home.

i've got my things

i'm good to go

you met me at the terminal

just one more plane ride and it's done

we stood like statues at the gate

vacation's come and gone too late

there's so much sun where i'm from

i had to give it away, had to give you away

and we spent four days on an island at your family's old hotel

sometimes perfection can be

it can be perfect hell, perfect

hours pass and she still counts the minutes

that i'm not there

i swear i didn't mean for it to feel like this

like every inch of me is bruised

and don't fly fast

oh pilot can you help me

can you make this last

this plane is all i got

so keep it steady now

cause every inch of sea is bruised