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KBox & the Emo Songs

KBOX Lunch with Soo today! Lunch was horrible. The waitress told us to order from Menu A and gave us food from Menu B. I ended up with Carbonara instead of Bolognaise even though I don't fancy cream sauce. But Mich wasn't in a grumpy enough mood to scold the waitress, so compromise is the word.



 ^^v Bad Hair Day, but it's ok.

The retarded friends are the ones you should keep around.

Sing sang sung for 3 hours. I used to not like karaoke-ing. So shy of my zao-xia voice. But recently I've adopted a more devil-may-care attitude. Don't like my singing? DEAL WITH IT. Else you can laugh at me and I'll just shove the mic up your nose.

It brought back memories of the last K-session I had though. The good and the bad. The songs we sang that day and the songs whose lyrics creep into your heart and tear at the wounds there. Chinese lyricists have a knack for that. Chinese has a poetic quality to it that makes it beautiful and wondrously sad.

李聖傑-最近 || Warning: Tearjerker

你最近不說話, 怎麼了為什麼, 是不是有什麼事讓你不快樂.
聽說你最近很孤單 有點亂 有點慌 可是我卻不能夠在你的身旁

你想要的 我卻不能夠給你我全部 我能給的卻又不是你想要擁有的
我們不適合也不想認輸 好幾次我們抱著彼此都是想要哭

你常解釋這樣的一切都只是開始 我覺得是所有的一切早就已結束
不想再約束不要再痛苦 下一次會有更好的情路

愛　我卻不能夠給你我全部 我能給的卻又不是你想要擁有的
我們不適合也不想認輸 好幾次我們抱著彼此都是想要哭

這一次我們都能很幸福

Speak your heart young one. Do not be afraid.

我错就错在一直不想认输。 一直盲信你這是开始。Days ahead will be better without this burden. Fuck you.

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