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Sparks Fly- Taylor Swift #nowplayingIt's another day, another usual, another typical day. It's 1/11/11. Ten more days later, it'll be the perfect eleven. Since I'm feeling rather bored and have nothing to post, I shall blog about chocolates; my craving. Here's my definition of chocolates: It's a dessert, or a type of sweetening food/glucose that will melt in my mouth. It kinda chills/soothes you off whenever you're unhappy or troubled. It's extreme sweetness never fails to make me crave for more and more and more. I don't mind if eating lots of it make me gain weight. Cos' it just makes me happy.
Yup. Pretty delicious huh. It's making me hungry again.... Never mind, gonna exercise later! Having training at 3pm. 3 more freaking short hours to go. I can do it! Here's what makes me hungrier..
Anyways, it's not only chocolates, it's the paradise of desserts! Gosh. I really hope someday someone would buy me the whole Cadbury factory! Or maybe ten years down the road, I'm the CEO of it. (smirks) Alright. I shall stop daydreaming. Shall I bath before going to training? Or after? Oh well. I'm really bored now. Boredom is a pure torture man. Let's find something else to do......
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Picture perfect memories, scatter all around the floor. Reaching for the phone cos' I can't fight it anymore and I wonder if I've ever cross your mind, for me it happens all the time. I was thinking about her, thinking about me, thinking about us, what we gonna be. Open my eyes, yeah it was only just a dream. Lying here with you so close to me, it's hard to fight this feeling when it feels so hard to breathe. Caught up in this moment, caught up in your smile. Last night heard my own heart beating, sounded like footsteps on my stairs. I was playing back a thousand memories. When time stood still, I had you. Summer after high school when we first met. Talked about future like we had a clue. Praying won't do it, hating won't do it, drinking won't do it, fighting won't knock it out, off my head. How did you get out from that all time low. I heard your heart cry for love but u won't let me make it right. Every night you locked up, but the look in your eyes, I can turn the tide. I don't care who's there before. Cos' all these waiting is regret. You lost the love I love the most. I learned to live half-alive, now u want me one more time. Who do think you are, running round leaving scars, collecting your jar of hearts, tearing love apart. So don't come back to me, who do you think you are.
Don't get intimate with others right in my fucking face please.
Don't get intimate with others right in my fucking face please.
Posted on Tuesday, November 1, 2011 @ 12:13 PM