Love Song For No One
John Mayer

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here

Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
Oh no way

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here

You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me

Even though the sky's grey, littered with thick clouds that foretell rain, my rooms still terribly saturated with your colour. Though I no longer am happy when it rains, I smile, deep down within.

The sunset today reminded me much of you, coz' you've never been a sunshine in my life; you never smiled much. But the gloomy turn of the sky from pink to blue, turned my bright green room and all its objects to different shades of blue. I'm not trying to say that you've turned my world blue; its nothing but, saturated with your colour.

Random.

I want a name Niki, or Nichole, cause it sounds cool for a girl.

Need to get started on my Shit. and compile all my NMR and stuff like that, its getting irritating. AND I THINK I MIXED UP MY ESTERS WITH MY ACID. Omg. Die. I'm too scared to ask Ken Lee for advice coz' I know I will tio nag from him de. Then hor, all the back log haven't clear, and the presentation I don't really know how to do...

I wonder who reads this blog anyway.

Good luck to the both of you! May you two not end up like me. lol.

Rants.

I had a dream about you last night. I dreamt that you took the seashell in your hand, and it grew into something lovely. I took your hand in mine, you smiled and said, "Shh. Don't tell anyone." Throughout that dream, we kept stealing glances at each other and I was happy. You were happy.

I woke up to the harsh reality that it was a dream. Dreams don't exist in real life. Movies don't exist in real life.

I've realised that in class, I'm nothing more than an "over-confident" gossipy, and someone people say friendly, person. To those two, I'm sorry if I'm a little overboard, but do take it as a joke, no harm intended.

Hey, a big thank you to you two for the presentation. Even though we kena chewed up again by Ken Lee, but I can assure you, that we're on the right tract and we're improving, at least by leaps and bounds. Jiayous.

From now on, I should be cold. Until you grow up, and stop thinking that the world revolves around you. I cannot stand it, but that's you, and according to EIC teacher I cannot change you thus I will stop here. You're cute, but annoying.

I now wonder when you will ever talk to me.