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.

Semester 1 Uni exams start tmr for me..and my brain cells are so incredibly FRIED from all the studying that my best mate just told me i sound drunk..how's that for being driven to insanity?

My head's swarming with information for my exam tmr. COM1010 (Media and Communications) and as interesting as it MAY sound? U beg you, PLEASE don't be fooled..It has been officially dubbed as THE subject to make journalism students either...

A) drop out of the course
or
B) Switch to another course

Neither outcome isn't very ideal...Back to the swarming head..i have all these terms and facts swimming around up there..semiology, intertextuality, archetypal people, dialogism, structuralism, textual analysis, Truman and his bloody agoraphobia..

Thats it, i'm turning in for the night..this is going no where fast..i'm just gonna go even MORE mental than i usually am, and those of you who have the pleasure (disdain) of knowing me, would know that that's not a good sign. Not in the least. WIsh me luck! Night World!