Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl tonight you look so pretty Yes you do Times Square can't shine as bright as you I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah Don't you worry about the distance I'm right there if you get lonely Give this song another listen Close your eyes Listen to my voice it's my disguise I'm by your side
Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me
Hey there Delilah I know times are getting hard But just believe me girl Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar We'll have it good We'll have the life we knew we would My word is good
Hey there Delilah I've got so much left to say If every simple song I wrote to you Would take your breath away I'd write it all Even more in love with me you'd fall We'd have it all
Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me
A thousand miles seems pretty far But they've got planes and trains and cars I'd walk to you if I had no other way Our friends would all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along because we know That none of them have felt this way Delilah I can promise you That by the time we get through The world will never ever be the same And you're to blame
Hey there Delilah You be good and don't you miss me Two more years and you'll be done with school And I'll be making history like I do You'll know it's all because of you We can do whatever we want to Hey there Delilah here's to you This ones for you
Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me.
this song so chun can? its on my playlist now and i cant stop playing it. the guitar is soooo awesome...if got one guy play this song on guitar and sing to me, (though im not delilah la*deliliah la.kihihi* hmm, maybe i shld give myself a christian name Delilah, then maybe fate will change, but that's for different post...kihihi..)anyway hor, i was saying if got hor, i tell u...i will CAIRRRRRRR (melt) like siaoooo okay???? omggg...the guy not leng chai also i will cair lehh...
this reminds me of this one time, i think it was my birthday or sth, Nicholas from Subang, called me allllll the wayyy from Subang ok?? and then hor, he played guitar for me lehhhh...ohhhmeeegawshhh!! he not leng chai, tak minat him, also i LEBURRRR (melt also) like crap ok???
but yeah, as i was saying maybe my name is not delilah thats why i dont get compliments from him, maybe thats why even if there were planes and money, he still wldnt wanna come see me. maybe he's not 1000 miles from me, he's 9197 miles from me (SERIOUSLYYY!!! check it out!) maybe cz im not not in NYC, im in Milwaukee, thats why... maybe cz im not done with school in 2 yrs, im done with it in 5 months, thats why...
there's only 2 parts that is true...which is "That by the time we get through The world will never ever be the same And you're to blame"
really, by the time we get through this, things will never be the same cz im to blame cz "oh it's wat you do to me" it's what i do to him, that's what he'll say....
OHHHH and i forgot la, how can i forget the THIRD MOST IMPORTANT common factor, its all in the name of love...........................................*bah! thumbs down to that. he's never gonna read this anyway, anddddddd sides, i believe in coach, kate spades, fancy-pansy restaurants, romantic endings and princess treatments. Not practical trust, honesty, talking out problems, and all that jest.....*
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i uploaded previous summer pick-chers and HK/Guangzhou/Macau pictures alr....i still hvae sumore summer pictures..but that will have to wait eii....hehe
im sitting at the BloodCenter of Wisconsin, with my legs crossed up on my chair blogging. My colleague has gone out to pick up pick-chers at Walgreens...and both my bosses arent around.. I've finished my InDesign work. Waiting for more info to drop by, then i can fill it up more. but for now, im feeling a lil bitchy and mean. so bear with me pls, folks. I have decided to do wat i do best. gossip. and complain. :P
ok, i dont know if she reads this blog or no, but im kinda annoyed with her and also another her. Let's start with the first her. Things I'm annoyed about: 1. we cook, and she eats and she never cleans up. for simplicity, lets call her A. Lets call the second "her" B. If i cook, B cleans. If B cooks, I clean. But when A comes and eat at our place, not just once, but almost every other time, and she gets off of work late and is the last to eat. It's only courtesy and hygiene that she cleans rite? since i cant be waiting up on her to finish her dinner so i can clean. but no, she leaves it there. and that also i have to tell her to keep the stuff or it'll go bad in the summer weather. So basically, me and B cooks, me and B cleans, but me, B and A eats. How fair is that? Help la a bit rite?gosh! 2. I really treat her like super close fren and like hsemate alr, so she barge into my room at 7am in the morning and wakes me up, it's fine la...but still, i have to make note of it...:P boy, am i such a bitch... 3. she is has taken over my post at the M'sian society and arent i glad. but she doesnt take the initiative to take all the minutes and format from me. Instead, I have to ask her and ask FEW times sumore, and its still not done. and im only doing that cz the President asked me too, and cz he is a nice guy and he's my neighbor. If he is some shit m'sian student, i dont give a damn..but he is a nice guy...and well, i shld do my part since the Malaysian Student Department in Chicago is chasing us for our reports though we didnt do anything in the summer cz everyone's not around..so yaeh, it remains undone...gosh, i wish she would buck up! i rmb when i just took the post, i had to take liberty to email and ask for a few times from the previous secretary to get the papers, gosh, ppl!
ok, will continue bitch no.2 post later. have to work. again.
orite..so i havent been blogging again..and the only reason im blogging now is bcz im havig jet lag.its 1am and i have nbtd. Im back in Marquette. Been here the past 3 days. Sleeping has been my phobia. My palms get sweaty and my heart races when it comes to sleeping time. When my sister and gc or mum or dad or bro leaves me after chatting on msn, i feel empty and lonely.
but I cant be bothering their lives. They have their own activities half way across the globe. One has to teach, one has to go to school, one has to work, one has to prepare to leave the country, one has to coach. and this lil one over here has to learn how to sleep at the right time.
I guess its all psychology. If u tell urself u can do it, u can. and not let it be a hindrance to u. I dont see myself having that much problem when i went back to M'sia. In fact, twice, i did not gave jet lag in M'sia. Even i went back this time, for 2 weeks, i slept a lil earlier, around 12 and got up a lil earlier, 8 ish..that was fine with me. It's good habit. But here, i dont sleep till 11am. and i dont get up till 5 pm. I force myself to drink coffee and stay awake. I end up overdosing and now i still cant sleep. I guess its all in the mind. I go back to KL, i tell myself, i only have 1 month. and 1 day only has 24 hours. of which 8 i have to sleep. I have limited time. I musnt waste my time by sleeping away my afternoons. and that's how it works. and of cz the euphoria of going home is priceless.
When i come back here, i fear everything. i fear sleeping time cz i cant sleep. I fear shutting down my comp cz i fear loneliness. I fear having to work hard again but getting disappointing results. I fear having to deal with my long distance r'ship in the last stretch and it wont work just at the last minute, just as how things tend to work at the last minute. I fear alot. Im happy bout the weather. it's the only only thing. Im happy bout my salary. Im happy bout graduating soon. But I cant graduate if i cant get thru the next 5.5 months at least, until my parents come.
yes, i have some pictures from guangzhou, HK, macau, and of cz ipoh, but i havent put them up on picasa. Maybe, soon. someday.
and I thank God for having a great sister and a great boyfren who are alwis there to keep me company in times of loneliness and reassure me in times of doubt. and of cz my parents, siblings, boyfren and friends who never fail to encourage me to make the right decisions about my career so as not to ruin my future, which my parents worked so hard for. Thank u for putting up with me during this difficult period. and of cz my mum who so painstakingly sewed so many clothes after they were all damaged in New York.