Im back home already. Freaking early since no superiors around. (Myself being the highest ranking personnel in the platoon.) Decided to dismiss early. Work has been a breeze so far. No hiccups so far. Tomorrow's there is Happy Hour and Im staying back to help out. Not minding, since we'll be awarded with 1/2 off. Cool.
Yesterday was a touching moment. I was freaking nervous, even though Im singing in front of her, alone, on the roof top terrace of Esplanade. My voice was shaky though and the lyrics that I memorised during my journey there suddenly dissipated from my head. Nonetheless, it was a moment to cherish. Can't blame me. It was my first time singing to a girl and singing a song that I wrote about her. Heh.
Listen (If you want to).
For you, baby.
Happy Birthday.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
spitted by FizZ at 5:46 PM
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