Super Triumph....

Well, no... Am not promoting Triumph.. Just thought this is corky enough for my entry today... After a very long break from what it seems like eons since the last entry....

The original song is from Supertramp entitled "Take a look at my gf" but i've changed it to suit my life story

Take a look at my boyfriend,
He's the only one I got,
Not much of a boyfriend,
Never seem to get a lot
Take a jumbo across the water,
Like to see excitement in Austria,
See the men in suits in Australia,
I'm hoping it's going to come true,
But there's not a lot I can do,

Don't you look at my boyfriend,
He's the only one I got,
Not much of a boyfriend,
Never seem to get a lot
Spent a lot on him and
Got nothing to do

Nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan
nan nan nan nan

Well, I guess he's really not much of a boyfriend, but i still love him because he's what he is... Simple, sometimes too simple... and sometimes too unpredictable...

But like I said, he's what he is, he don't hide what he has in mind. He critisize me like i have no feelings, and he don't sweet-nothing me, he's don't stick to me like glue, but search for me when he finds himself missing out something...

I get hurt because I expected more and then be fickled about it.. I guess that's why he alwasy end up being the upset one when we argue...

I loved him rather a little too much at times, because I felt the huge void even when it's just a small scaled heated argument. I felt the void of loneliness when he refused to answer my calls or reply to my messages...

I get hurt because he never really think about me and my position as much as I want him to... Then again I never really tell him honestly because I refuse to sound too demanding. I would say it's logical for a man to think for his woman at all times, but I guess that's where the communication broke down between Venus and Mars, because Venus always expects Mars to know what she wants and Mars just won't do it unless told.

Well, enough of what's said, now, tomorrow is my big day - my final presentation before my school term ends, and 3.5 months more to go before my graduation.

Financial wise, struggling horribly... like fire fighting the oil... There's a huge hole the moment my salary is creditted.. It's that terrible!

- Enough said -