Bon Jovi - Superman Tonight

There's something about you
I want to rescue
I don't even know you
So what does that mean

Maybe I'm cynical
I'm painfully logical
You're tragic and beautiful
And that's good enough for me

You're looking for a hero, but it's just my old tattoo
Tonight I swear I'd sell my soul to be a hero for you

Who's going to save you
When the stars fall from your sky
And who's going to pull you in
When the tide gets too high
Who's going to hold you
When you turn out the lights
I won't lie I wish that I
Could be your superman tonight

If somebody sent you
An angel to save you
What would you tell him to turn him away

That your heart don't break
That your lips don't kiss
That life is just a lie
That heaven don't exist?

Who's going to save you
When the stars fall from your sky
And who's going to pull you in
When the tide gets too high
Who's going to hold you
When you turn out the lights
I won't lie I wish that I
Could be your superman tonight

Who's going to fix you
The next time you break down
Stranded alone by the side of the road
It's your baggage that's dragging you down
Don't look back
Let it go

Ohhh, Ohhhhh

Who's going to save you
When the stars fall from your sky
And who's going to pull you in
When the tide gets too high
Who's going to hold you
When you turn out the lights
I won't lie I wish that I
Was that superman

Who's going to save you
When the stars fall from your sky
And who's going to pull you in
When the tide gets too high
Who's going to hold you
When you turn out the lights
I won't lie I wish that I
Could be your superman tonight

woooah, woooah, woooah ohhh
woooah, woooah, woooah ohhh
woooah, woooah, woooah ohhh
woooah, woooah, woooah ohhh

hahaha!

monday night a kid went up to my girlfriend in church and said, "are you a map? because i just got lost in your eyes"

cue blank stares and stunned silence. he repeated it again, she laughed (evil) and he ran away.
cue crushed ego and damaged pride.

hahahahaha.. ouch.

idiots.

sunday night i've only been back for about 3 weeks or so and i've been witness to how idiotic some singaporeans can be. from taxi drivers to bus drivers, patrons at the prata shop to parents who cannot control their kids, incompetent drivers and suicidal pedestrians.

i shall rant about it another time when i'm not feeling nauseous.

eve.

thursday morning it's been an extremely long day. went to bed later than i should, drafting a letter to dr. vivian balakrishnan.. read here as to why..

all of us need a fresh beginning some times. myself included. and i'm asking for one now.

pfft.

wednesday morning am utterly frustrated with a whole bunch of people whom you expect to be sensible and responsible.

tuesday was a bad day.

tonsillitis.

wednesday night on the day the results are released, i had to catch a bout of tonsillitis. hurt like hell the night before, slept almost the whole day. the swelling seems to have gone down but the bodyaches, the chills and the heavy-headedness are still present.

results. comp2600. supplementary paper. enough said.

home on friday. can't wait.