Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you, on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee kigh
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
Come away with me


Norah Jones.

I have a question. Why is it, then whenever i tell my friends from Singapore that i have good news, their minds automatically seem to jump to the conclusion that my return to the all magnificent land of my chong pang nasi lemak is nigh? WHY!? I mean, on the one hand, it is rather flattering that people love and miss me, but on the other, i feel nothing short of guilt racked whenever i have to burst their built up bubbles. And its not too pleasent a job especially since i miss all of them just as much as they miss me, and i wanna go back soon as well. But NOTE TO ALL OF YOU!! Just to clear up any misunderstandings, i'm not going to be returning to Singapore for a visit anytime before 6-8 months are up. Apart from the fact that i'm restricted from leaving Aus till i get my citizenship, i also have uni now, so visits back are gonna be just about impossible unless i have hols. Sowwi...! :(

On a happier note, today i just sat for my drivers test, and as of today with one helluva kickass score of 97% (feel free to faint, i almost did), i now have a drivers permit! WEEEEEEE!!!! My family can't seem to fathom that their baby girl can now drive. For that matter, neither can i. But oh well, lets just all pray that along the way i don't do any major destruction and ram the car into some tree, mutilating it beyond recognition. (Damn, i am such a morbid person). Here's the picture of it!



And i know this is gonna be rather random, but this is the red BEAUTY i have the pleasure of seeing every day on the way to work. And by my use of the word "beauty", which mist usually brings forth positive connotations, don't be fooled. It is EXTREMELY EXASPERATING to walk by it, day in, day out, revelling in the sheer brilliance of its perfection, but haveing the rather cruel but realistic knowledge that it will probably never be mine, always choosing to remain an idle part of my fanatasies. *sob*


On a more somber note, Ausssies very own Heath Ledger has passed away. Reports have relayed that his autopsy has yet to bring forth any conclusive evidence, and that the drugs were most definately prescribed. But, whatever the reason for his death was, it doesn't change the fact that this news is so gut-wrenchingly sudden, that we were none the wiser. A true blue Aussie (i mean, he named his daughter mathilda for crying out loud), he was most known for his daring spirit in choosing to do roles nothing short of controversial, which hence brings forth no gasps of surprise at all the accolades and attributes he has gathered to his name. Hollywood has indeed lost one of its best, and i'm sure he will be missed by all his adoring fans, who were, like me, taken in by those smouldering eyes, that firm, set jaw, and a bod and persona to die for as we greif the loss of the bad boy from "10 things i hate about you". The bad boy that everyone loved to love. He will be missed, no doubt about that. R.I.P Heath Ledger. If nothing else, go in peace knowing that you've left behind nothing short of an ardent following. A legacy.