I miss the days where I just come up here and write whatever nonsense that's going through my head.

But that's just me.

For what its worth,

I think I'm crazy for you.

Sundown to Sundown ``~

I seem to enjoy sitting down by the foyer of college and just stare at the rain. There seems to be some sort of therapeutic effect in just staring blankly at the rain. I don't know whether its the smell, the sight or the sound, but something about the rain calms me down. Its as though I can just sit there for hours and hours without a care in the world and oblivious to the surrounding. Well, except maybe...

"Dude, check out her boobs!"

I laugh. College students at their finest.

"If you want to get laid, go to college. If you want an education, go to the library" - Frank Zappa


~In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain,
Sundown to sundown, like she was washing way her pain~

~As she is beatiful, she's unpredictable,
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her?~

~She is my common sense, revels on decadence,
But what's the difference? It's an impossible debate~

So it must be good.

A little love ``~

Just a little ♥ goes a long way.

We're missed ``~

She misses us Malay and Chinese. Awww you.

No luck for the Indian it seems

The most lyrically challenging song ever.