Curled up in a corner
I’m feeling kinda lost.
A heart-wrenching feeling
When I’m staring at these walls.
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
How could you do such a thing?
You gave me up for some cheap fling.

My head’s in a mess,
And I don’t know what to do.
But I just wanna be, wanna be,wanna be….
Next to you.

Chorus:
You,
All I want is you.
All I need is you.
All I had is you.
We had something so true.
I’m gonna take my time,
And hope you realize,
The things I’m going through

Because I’m lost, lost, lost without you.
Because I’m lost, lost, lost without you.
Baby I’m Lost, Lost, Lost...
Without you.
-Original composition by Sandra Lee and Kimberly Chan

It's nagging at me at the back of my head, I've never disliked TVmobile so much before.
Don't you just wish you could move on, and pretend it never happened? Unfortunately for us humans, we have a tendency to harp on things... It's human nature and boy do I hate it. hah.

Hah, I'm sat in a corner of esplanade library decked in my vj dance sweater looking very shady and boy do I love it. I could stay in this place for weeks and not get bored. :) The internet is an EVIL invention... I keep getting bloody distracted by facebook. So much for me buckling down to do work ey? An Epic failure on my part really. I'm meeting Gabriel for dinner later, I'm really quite excited for that. :) Rawr. Promos are happening in a month's time, I'm petrified by the very thought of it.

Ah, all talks of a salad diet are proving useless because it's way too bloody troublesome. :( I really am craving a good salad though.

Strange because before my 3 years in Shanghai, I absolutely REFUSED to touch salads, yet here I am craving it. Talk about a change in tastes! hah. Though, you'll never catch me touching licorice... EVER. Heck, I can't even spell the damn thing.
(pukes inwardly at the thought of IT)
Which brings me to what I wanted to blog about today... "Growing up and Changing". Gosh, I sound like the cover of a bad self-help book. ANYWAY, digressions aside. I think it's so strange how I don't feel like I've changed all that much. I mean even physically, when I compare myself to about a year or so ago, there isn't much of a difference. In some ways, that thought really depresses me. Am I ever going to grow up and grow into my looks?

Hah. I'm looking at my mates facebook profiles and you see them growing more and more beautiful, slender and their lives seem to gain more definition. Me, I'm still kinda stuck, not moving much... it worries me that I'll never transform in to the beautiful swan, and I'll be stuck the awkward ugly duckling for life. I dislike how I never seem to be satisfied, and plus the disatisfaction, is how critical I've becomed to everything in life. I never used to think that my "thinking too much" was bad till I came back home.

Now, it's evident that my thoughts and ideas cannot be portrayed across accurately by language. Hence the numerous Us and Ss in my Mid-year report. I really am quite the Epic Failure (Repetition yo). Gah, I'm craving Ketchup and Mayo... and my feet are cold.
My thought processes are so bloody skewed and off... I really need psychiatic help. I swear.

Maybe I do have A.D.D...

One can only dream.

xxxx kimmy