Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
oh weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escape one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
some comfort here...


listen to tis song for several days..confused about the u n i mentioned in the lyrics..wt is tis song trying to deliver?perhaps, different ppl interpret it in diff ways..happiness and sadness keeps on twisting in the mind, mixing around and making the ppl more n more emotional..sometimes, we do need distraction to prevent ownself from being thinking n thinking over the same thing..distraction nt oways being the evil, it can b angel sometimes that cure anything through the passing of time..it is nt the right way though..waiting wil eventually come to a halt and leads to a ultimate change in the personality and attitude of somebody..glorious sadness, reali, cant figure it out whether we re supposed to happy or sad..endlessness, the thing we fear the most,bt it is unavoidable and we re compelled to accept it though it is such a gruelling thing..

ok fine.let's tok about today..today,i was surprisingly wide awake and din feel sleepy at all..first of all, took my dinner in old town kopitiam, an exact copies of white coffee shop as ipoh's..asked along mao,n met karmen and michelle there..order the egg bread wif kaya and a cup of nai cha..well, nt reali tasty, bt it was good enuf to filled up my empty stomach..rushed to the school, saw poh lian walking up the stairs,so i slowed down my pace, though she was at the opposite stair case of mine..ok la,entered the clazroom on time, and mrs kalopana was oredi waiting inside..no more seats at the bck, so juz somply took a seat in the second row, and of course, karmen was sitting beside me..for normal vs, he wil never listen to mrs kalpana lectures and his soul juz fly off to anywhere else..bt surprisingly, today, i was paying full attention to her, every single words,every single notes, i took down..nez, chem, it was long time ago since i last paid my attention to ms kwah..today, i regained my mind, and dedicated it to her..ester, preparation of ester, all i bore it in mind..nez, eng, issue analysis, today's topic was household waste disposal, i read through the article she asked us to read for the first time..nez, maths, one decade passed since i last did my maths homework..today, i was doing hard on the homework given..then break,took my lunch together wif mic, kai, karmen and jean..ate vegetarian food today..no appetite to eat the 'meaty' thing..helped jean to sell the animae screening ticket..nobody wants to buy from us..keep promoting, bt at the end of the day, kept being rejected..ivan is smarter, successfully sold five tickets..then continue my claz in physics lab, mr yong was some sort of moody today..ya, i could sense that..okay, heuy sun kept on calling me 'sien' after seeing the naked shin chan hanging on my bag..halo, sien nt equal to sien2..

my claz was going on until 2pm..after that, me and samantha n han wei had to do the labelling on the junk tat we re going to sell tomolo..'no one wil buy such things, ask mrs kalpana to sell other thing as well, or else we re going to gt zero for our hard sell tomolo!!!!'jean said..all of us agreed.bt wt can we do? okay, after that we went to a quite isolated room to do the labelling..keep on toking craps there..the mashimaro tat samantha brought were so dirty that i named it as mashimaro in grey..and the key chain was spoilt oredi, the string tat pulled to allow the movement of the toy was loosed..so we named it long tail key chain..omg, such a nice name..hope it won upset the buyer tomolo...'i m nt going to sell these junks, i wil b sick tomolo!'i said..inform me ah if u reali nt coming, i oso dun wan to come'sam said..'ok, then i headache u stomachache!'i said..well, bad jokes..han wei juz seemed tak boleh tahan. and keep laffing..okay, then waited for guo hong til 4pm..he was so quiet, these days.din tok much, din laff..i oso duno how to react, juz slept in the car..

ya, i nit distraction..these re the distraction tat are good enuf for me...good luck for my jumbo sale tomolo..