It's 1.30am in the morning and i really should be sleeping. But i had the idea of posting this lyrics up when i was doing my accounts tute assignment. So being ME, i just had to-lah. :p I think it's very cute.

~I'll Never Fall In Love Again~

What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you kiss a guy?
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia.
After you do, he'll never phone you.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

Don't tell me what is all about,
Cause I've been there and I'm glad I'm out,
Out of those chains, those chains that bind you
That is why I'm here to remind you

What do you get when you fall in love?
You get enough tears to fill an ocean
That's what you get for your devotion.
I'll never fall in love again.
I'll never fall in love again.

What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow.
So, for at least until tomorrow,
I'll never fall in love again!
I'll never fall in love again!

4 assignments due in the space of the next 3 weeks. Management assignment due next week Friday and i have yet to start writing the essay properly. Looking through journals is TOUGH man. Damn banyak reading to do just to single out *that* significant sentence to prove your point. Gahhhh. *chill, ellie, chill*

Oh, and my econs tutor looks like Chicken Little. I've been conned man. Supposed to be this indian tutor which i thought was rather good, but because i changed tutorials, i'm stuck with Mr.Chicken Little. You know Kevin Covais, one of the American Idol finalists? Yeah, well, my tutor looks EXACTLY like him. Cina version with the "chicken little" mannerisms. >.<

Sigh. It doesn't help that he looks younger than me. I hope i won't be annoyed to death every Wednesday. >.<

Nite, peepz.

P/S : To all SMKSU prefects, reunion is coming!! :) To those who happen to read this blog, do drop me a line. Wanna compile a list of contacts. Seniors, ESPECIALLY YOU!! :) Thanks so much. Spread the word people!!! Tralallalaala. :)

The whole reason of writing is to leave a legacy. To myself. It's for me to go through the life that i've lived for the past 2 years (considering that's when i first started blogging) It's to remind myself the things that i've done. The funny, stupid, angry, sad and satisfying things. They're my gateway to reliving the memories that i wanna remember for the rest of my life, the memories that i'd like to forget but simply can't. The memories that i have no choice but hold on to and yet remind myself that there's always room for new ones.

Memories live forever. And that's a fact.

it's like remembering your first day of primary school where there were these little kids all scared and shy as yourself. And how relieved you'd feel when that one girl in pigtails would come to you and smile cheerfully, saying hi, and introducing to more friends that you'd still be in touch with today. It's like remembering that your dad was waiting outside the class for you because it's YOUR first day, with a boiled egg for you to eat during recess, just because it's TRADITION. And remembering what it was like playing ring-o-ring-o-roses and catching ladybugs in school.

It's like remembering how you graduated from wearing granny glasses, to thinner frames, to frameless ones and finally, to contact lenses. Or the fact that you never grew out of your standard 5 jeans. Levi's Forever. Or how you try your very best to avoid wearing skirts because they're too airy, to the day that made you think, "Hey, they're not so bad after all."

It's like remembering how you first fell in love, or falling in love for the second time just because for THOSE moments, they were the guys who made you smile. The first people who let you experienced what it's like to have butterflies in your stomach, the never-ending teasings and the unforgettable friendships that was forged in place of a relationship. They were the people who taught you how to love another person in that way in the first place.

It's like remembering all the times that you went out with your best mates, catching a movie in the mall, chit-chatting at the nearby mamak after activities in school on a Saturday. All the times that you spent keeping the phone receiver warm because that friend had something important to tell you for 3 hours or so. It's like remembering the trust and loyalty you had to your friends because they're there for you. No matter what. And they still are today.

It's like remembering how things never really changed and realising that it HAS changed throughout these years.

It's the saying, "I'm glad i did that" and "Hahahaha. Do you remember the time when...?"

It's the watching people leave, and see them return.

It's the falling and letting go.

It's the forget and forgive.

It's the writing just because you wanted to remember all of it.

Every word I say, I mean it
Every single day, I feel it
But sometimes when you talk
It's obvious you want to show it
So don't blow it

[Chorus:]
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on

I can read the signs between us
I feel it inside when you come nearer
There's a stillness in the air like no one else is there
And every moment stays in the moment
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate, driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on

Sometimes it hurts to watch you leave
It feels like you're taking a part of me with you
I never know how it'll be
I guess it's just a mystery
But is it the real thing (that keeps me hangin on)

[Chorus:]
Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot, tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate, driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
-Bo Bice-

I *heart* Bo Bice. =) And this song just rawks my sawks. Hehehe. Dinner was good. The laughter was even better. Chocolate Indulgence is waiting for me in the fridge. Tutorial homework and assignments are looking at me in the eye, mocking me. And i'm staring back at them, saying, "Oh, gimme a break. Now, why do you think i'm smiling so much??"

I don't know what i've been told...

Ellie is getting so old. *grin*

The reason why i try not to introduce myself as Eleanor. Sigh..and tis' such a beautiful name...*muka kembangs*

Shuet Zin and i were lounging in the cafeteria having our lunch, (one that i shouldn't have taken coz i'm fasting for ACTS Church's U-Turn Prayer and Fast for the next 40 days) but i was hungry. Hehe. Never be in the way of a woman and her food. Or more like..never be in a place with food if you want to avoid temptations. *grin* So i'm fasting dinner tonight instead. >.< Which would only mean that i'll be waking up early tmr coz i'll be hungry for breakfast. Gawd, what a vicious cycle this is. But that's beside the point.

Anyway....

A girl from a few of our lectures and tutorials came up to us and asked if she could join us. So, obviously, we said yes-lah, i mean, who would turn down new friends right?? BUT, she forgot our names...so we introduced each other again.

Person : Aiyo, sorry la. I forgot your names. (turns to me and ask) What's your name again ah?

Me : (thinking it's safe to use my name instead of Ellie) I'm Eleanor. And that is Shuet Zin.

Person : Elle-what ah? How to spell?

Me : (takes out a piece of paper and sighs inwardly coz this is really the hundredth time i'm doing this)

Person : (while seeing my name on the piece of paper) Eleanor. Wah. So hard to pronounce. Who gave you that name? You gave yourself ah? Are you Malaysian?

Me : (laughs out loud) Yeah, of course i'm Malaysian! (proceeds to write full name on paper) Eleanor Chua Siew Mei. See! Malaysian! Hahhaha. My dad gave me that name. =)

Person : Oh. Haha. So weird one. Your dad Malaysian ah?

Me : Uh, yeah. =.="

Now...would you call that ignorance (hasn't anyone heard the song Eleanor by Low Millions???) or shall i just adopt Ellie as my name for future introductions? I do believe i can save at least ONE tree that way. =.=

If i gave you the sky,
If i laid down my life,
Would you believe me then?

If i promised to change,
If i carried the blame,
Would you believe me then?

Could you see it like me,
And believe what i see,
Could you listen, and remember that i love you,
Only, because i told you, because i told you so.

If you told me you lied,
But i stayed true and tried,
Would you believe me then?

And if your beauty was gone,
But my love lingered on,
Would you believe me then?

Could you see it like me,
And believe what i see,
Could you listen and remember that i love you,
Only, because i told you, because i told you so.

You take the wheel for now,
I'm too tired to drive this one home anyhow,
For now.

And when you mention my name,
Let this one thing remain,
My love, believe me now.
-Jonatha Brooke-

Hmmm. I told you so. =) If you only remembered.