Lady Antebellum - Need You Now

Love this song! Great lyrics; it’s exactly how I’m feeling now. The ending of the music video shows all couples reunited at a party. Wish it had happened to me too…



Picture perfect memories,
Scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone cause, I can’t fight it any more.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.

For me it happens all the time.
It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn’t come but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.

Another shot of whiskey, can’t stop looking at the door.
Wishing you’d come sweeping in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.

It’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk,
And I need you now.
Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.

Yes I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.
It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.
And I said I wouldn’t call but I’m a little drunk and I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without, I just need you now.
I just need you now.
Oh baby I need you now.
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OH! Open House 2011 @ Marine Parade

I brought along a friend to the OH! Open House 2011 at Marine Parade today. Some very nice HDB flat owners have allowed the artists’ works to be displayed in their flats and not mind groups of strangers going into their houses to view the art pieces.

It was a good day; it did not rain. Otherwise we would definitely be drenched as the flat units are blocks apart, (though still within the neighbourhood) and we did quite a bit of walking.

The first unit we arrived at is on the 17th floor with sea view! I couldn’t help snapping a couple of shots before entering the house.

Comparing to the 2009 OH! @ Niven Road, I feel that there aren’t enough art pieces to view. This could be partly due to that the 3 & 4 rooms HDB units which are rather small. Hence I find that my ‘glass is half full’ after viewing. However, when in the car later, my friend makes a date with me for the Post-Oh! Show! on 29 January (at 48 Niven Road; 29 Jan - 13 Feb 2011), which he spotted on the brochure.

 



"Lift" at the common area.





The view from window
ouside the house.



What are they peeping?



Er... No wonder it's entitled
"Parental Guidance".

  

My Love For You

It has been years since we last met. Though we dated briefly, I still have vivid recollection of the times we were together. For whatever reasons then, you decided not to see (or call) me anymore. Due to pride (and from my understanding if a guy is not interested in a girl anymore, he’ll stop calling), I, too did not contact you.

All these years, you have never left my mind. I always wonder how you have been. Many times I wanted to pick up the phone to call you, to tell you to give us another chance but I couldn’t do that. Perhaps I was afraid of rejection. Today, I plucked out the courage to contact you. You suggested meeting up and we had tea in town.

You look good, if not better. We chatted. You asked why I am still single. I told you it’s not easy to find a lifetime partner. I didn’t ask if you’re married. I don’t usually ask that kind of question. We talked about other things: jobs, our mutual friends whom we both have kind of lost touch with them. Then very subtly you told me you’re married.

Now I understand the saying: “the person you love most may not be the one you’ll marry”. I’m not sure if the one that you’ve married is the one that you love most. But I certainly understand that the one whom I love most does not love me.

What a way to end the year 2010. I didn’t have the courage to tell you my feelings then, and I don’t see the need to tell you today. So I gathered you’ll never know how I really feel about you. No words can describe the aching feeling inside me now.

The short periods that we spent together were wonderful moments to me. I’ll store those good memories in my heart, forever.

The Man Who Walked into the Female Toilet

I was washing my hands in a mall’s female toilet. It was deserted and I was the only one in there. Then came in a young man with short hair, wearing spectacles, t-shirt, long pants and carrying a laptop bag. He walked straight up towards the cubicles.

I was stunned. To make sure he did not accidentally walked into the female toilet, I called out to him: “Excuse me.” He answered “yes?” and walked back to face me. It was then that I saw ‘he’ has boobs and the outline of the bra underneath ‘his’ t-shirt.

Immediately I said: “Er… Sorry.” (I didn’t want to embarrass both of us further by explaining why I apologized). She paused for a second and said: “Oh… Ok.” Then she turned to walk towards the cubicles again. Fortunately he she wasn’t mad at me.

I’m not prejudiced against one’s dressing style. I was sensitive because it’s a female toilet; especially there are many perverts roaming around these days.