Found myself today singing out loud your name,
You said I’m crazy,
If I am I’m crazy for you.

Sometimes sitting in the dark wishing you were here
Turns me crazy,
But it’s you who makes me lose my head.

And every time I’m meant to be acting sensible
You drift into my head
And turn me into a crumbling fool.

Tell me to run and I’ll race,
If you want me to stop I’ll freeze,
And if you want me gone I'll leave, just hold me closer baby
And make me crazy for you.
Crazy for you.

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Stress is really piling on. School's almost ended, and everything's coming together for one last final push for the final exams, mid-May. Yet amidst all the trying situations and self-control struggles, there's a peace, and a calm on the inside. And there's you, who brightens a day while at it's darkest, whose smile chases troubles away. And right at the centre of it all, standing with you, I know it's going to be alright.

My grandparents stopped by this week in Singapore (dad's side), so meeting up with them was quite interesting. It's always been pretty awkward I thought, having dinner, just by myself with my grandparents, but it somehow turns out alright... They aren't really fazed by silences, and neither am I, so I just enjoyed the dinner (buffet ftw). Honestly, as my grandparents get older, it's more difficult each time, always wondering if it will be the last time you see either one of them. Not a pleasant thought, but eventually one that will be true, sad as it is. Many people seem to avoid death as a topic of conversation (like death, pun intended, not), but I find that ironic. Why would you fear that which comes to all eventually. Especially for grandparents, who have lived a long and fulfilling life,and death is the logical next step. The best we can do, is treasure those we love around us while we still can. Really changes your perception of the aged, or anyone really, doesn't it?

It seems, I really don't have any idea when it comes to really drawing close, to loving someone. It appears that I'm too free with my praises, to sweet with my words, and who knows what else I'm getting wrong. Maybe following your heart to the letter isn't the best way... Or is it? I'm a fast learner, or so I believed... We'll see if I'll be able to pick up and modify, if it's really required in the first place.

Just a quick post, I'm off to bed. Not much time to post these days... Okay fine, I'm just not making time. But really, there just isn't much to post. Am I withdrawing?! I forsee my posting style evolving in the imminent future. Not like anyone wants to read my personal recounts... Not like I want to post them all up here =P.

Night.

Ticklish wreck.


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