tiring soul....

these few days...my laptop is my best friend...seriously, haven't been sleeping well these days....or can say...sleep also have to think of the amount of report that is left for us to do....crazy man....during the deepavali holidays....it's not even holiday....rushing for report like mad....never in my life i am so hardworking....and all Dr Marwan said was " how was your vacation? " ya, vacation with reports.....and it was "every single feeling we can feel on earth but fun"......he always thinks that we only have his subject in the whole wide world...everyday make me feel bad only..." guys, have u tried the tutorial? "...." guys, have u read Seborg chapter 2? " ..." guys, the have u read the Donald book?"..... " guys, ................." never ending......as phon says " Define holiday" ....and the reports are like never ending story...i finish one...come another 2...so, it's equal to not done but adding more....well, today as i come back from college...while driving and talking to brenda....we realise we have come a long way...both of us have one thing in common...we both fail math in form 2...imagine...form 2 we failed math because we both dunno how to use the buku sifir and solve simultaneous equation...ya, seriously...we failed....however, from failing math, we are now in chemical engineers...that's how far we come from....how good is that? well, looking and starring at those mountain high reports and never ending work load, i seriously miss those days when i was in primary and secondary school.....dun need to do so much...my GOSH!!! for the past weeks, haven't been sleeping earlier than 2 am.....and that also cannot finish all the things i have in hand....i also dunno why i choose engineering...it's the worst subject on earth...and this time, the engineering fair will be owned by chemical engineering students....cuz we are like ta pao everything...from posters to hands on project.....GOSH!!! i can die d....come to think of it, i dun even remember whether i breathe when i was rushing for the reports.....for one second, i thought i actually forget how to bernafas....and on my table in college, there's this words " Counting down to 22nd November"....y 22nd november? because that's when my holidays start....can't wait for it.....i think by the time that day come...i am already dead....one beautiful thing is...on the 20th, we have trip to port dickson Shell Refinery and 21st is engineering fair...so, the plan is....we just camp in college after the trip and tahan till the next night...good idea....crazy.........ok, i am done with complaining.....reports, here i come!!!!! argh!!!

So That You'll Love Me Still

I understood all the words, I understood, thank you
They were new and made sense, that's why here
Things have changed, and the flowers have wilted
That's why the past was the past
That's why, if everything changes and wears out, then loves also fade away

You should know

I'll look for your heart if you take it somewhere else
Even if when you dance, others are dancing with you
I'll look for your soul in the cold, in the flame
I'll cast a spell on you, so that you love me still

You shouldn't have started, attracted me, touched me
I shouldn't have given so much, I don't know how to play
People tell me that today, they tell me that's how other women do things
I'm not other women
Before we get too close, before we throw it away

You should know

I'll look for your heart if you take it somewhere else
Even if when you dance, others are dancing with you
I'll look for your soul in the cold, in the flame
I'll cast a spell on you, so that you love me still

I'll find other languages to sing your praises
I'll pack our bags for the fields of eternal harvests
I'll say those magic words spoken by African healers
I'll say them with no regrets, so that you love me still

I'll make myself a queen so that you don't leave me
I'll make myself new so the fire starts again
I'll become like those other women who make you happy
Your games will be our games, if that's what you desire
I'll make myself brighter, more beautiful, to rekindle the spark
I'll turn myself to gold, so that you love me still

Pour Que Tu M'aimes Encore

J'ai compris tous les mots, j'ai bien compris, merci
Raisonnable et nouveau, c'est ainsi par ici
Que les choses ont change, que les fleurs ont fane
Que le temps d'avant, c'etait le temps d'avant
Que si tout zappe et lasse, les amours aussi passent

Il faut que tu saches

J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs
Meme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures
J'irai chercher ton ame dans les froids dans les flammes
Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore

Fallait pas commencer m'attirer me toucher
Fallait pas tant donner moi je sais pas jouer
On me dit qu'aujourd'hui, on me dit que les autres font ainsi
Je ne suis pas les autres
Avant que l'on s'attache, avant que l'on se gache

Il faut que tu saches

J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs
Meme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures
J'irai chercher ton ame dans les froids dans les flammes
Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore

Je trouverai des langages pour chanter tes louanges
Je ferai nos bagages pour d'infinies vendanges
Les formules magiques des marabouts d'Afrique
J'les dirai sans remords pour que tu m'aimes encore

Je m'inventerai reine pour que tu me retiennes
Je me ferai nouvelle pour que le feu reprenne
Je deviendrai ces autres qui te donnent du plaisir
Vos jeux seront les notres si tel est ton desir
Plus brillante plus belle pour une autre etincelle
Je me changerai en or pour que tu m'aimes encore