Monday, May 30, 2005

:: A Favour House ::

Cheers to one of the better parties this year, and cheers to one of the most wonderfully gracious hosts i've had to come across, too !

Thank youuuu mel, for having us and also for being SOSOSOOSO nice.

Snaps for all ye to see.


(Top L-R) Rachel, Quek. (Bottom L-R) Miguel, Mervyn, Mel (HAPPY BIRTHDAY), Myself.

lookin good for 5 years and countin'

collectively smooth ah k k ?

OK DAN, NOT SMOOTH. NOT SMOOTH. WRONG.

Ooooohhh tsk tsk it's the birthday girl and a very tanned-looking sue ;)

hahaha one of the sweetest looking snaps for the night. a very happy looking mel with poutmaster merv.

...and i really didn't know sue wanted to get all cannibal on merv :
....but then again, ahem..... yes.... ay-hemmm.

and then....oh my.

Oh, and before i forget - welcome to the fun sue; we all like you. Especially said for myself, too ;) Posted by Hello

... and a song to share, too.

You're the words that come out easy,
And I am speechless at best.
Your star it seems to shine above the rest.

You're the face before the cameras,
The smile i'd like to earn.
The closest thing to perfect,
In a hollywood to burn.

You're the beauty that is deeper,
Than eyes can merely see.
The closest thing to perfect.
But the farthest thing from me.

I'd love to be,
The shoulder that you cry on.
I'd love to be,
The friend you call when things are great.

You're the dream that hasn't ended,
And I'm still anxious for rest.
Your words they seem to hang above my head.
You're the bud before the flower,
Unfurls into full bloom.
Captivating beauty,
...But it maybe all too soon.

You're the song that writes a story,
But leaves alot to read.
The closest thing to perfect,
But the farthest thing from me.

And like I really deserve a chance to,
Sit across the table,
And tell you that I think you're wonderful.
And I think you're something special.
I guess this is my only chance to,
Say I wish I knew you,
Because I'm sure you're wonderful,
If I'd get to know you.


The Juliana Theory - The Closest Thing


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