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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 December 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012 May 2012 July 2012 October 2012 January 2013 March 2013 July 2013 August 2013 January 2014 September 2014 January 2015 July 2015

{ Saturday, May 3, 2008 }

I slept at 2am last night. Which would probably be considered early already. Was talking to Khairul over the phone. TAKE IT EASY DUDE! (: YOU'RE NOT ALONE AND I'LL BE THERE IF YOU EVER NEED ME (:

I dreamt last night. It was a pretty freaky dream. It was a pitch dark area. I was making stupid faces into a mirror. A huge mirror. I was happily making the ugliest faces I could when the mirror falls away and you appear in front of me. Tanned and in a green and white stripe shirt. Why that shirt? I dont know. Perhaps its because I love green. But there you were and I got a big hell of a shock. I woke up the second you appeared. I realised it was 5.30am. And I couldn't go back to sleep. So I ended up listening to Secondhand Serenade and singing along until about 8am when I finally decided to get out of bed and read a book.

Suppose that I missed you
Suppose that I cared.
And suppose that I've spent all my nights running scared
And suppose that I was never there.

And my eyes are screaming for the sight of you
And tonight I'm dreaming of all the things that we've been through
And I can't hold on to you.
So I guess I feel lonely, too.

Suppose we were happy,
Suppose it was true.
And suppose there were cold nights,
But we somehow made it through
And suppose that I'm nothing without you.

And my eyes are screaming for the sight of you
And tonight I'm dreaming of all the things that we've been through
And I can't hold on to you.
So I guess I feel lonely, too.

Slow way down,
This break down's eating me alive.
And I'm tired, this fight is fighting to survive.

Tell me a secret, (I want it)
Tell me a story, (I need it)
I'll listen attentively,
I'll stay awake all night.
Allow me to whisper (so softly)
There's nothing I did mean (please help me)
But it's in my body
It's strong enough to fight (Let's make this right)
Please help me make this right.

Suppose that I was wrong,
Suppose you were here.
And suppose that I reached out and caught your tears
And suppose this fight just disappeared.

My eyes are screaming for the sight of you
And tonight I'm dreaming of all the things that we've been through
And I can't hold on to you.
So I guess I feel lonely, too.

December, come back ): For I'm missing you so bad. Choa chu kang misses you horribly.


{ fin }