Point (blank).

Almost like a rhymthic throbbing headache, this song keeps running through my head. I shouldn't have downloaded it. Now look. Hrm.

The point of this post? None really. There are some matters happening in my life right now that are somewhat too private to post here, but not to private to share in person. Ask and you may find out? Heh, it's probably nothing much that would interest people to begin with.

On another note, I'm heading up to Waterloo this weekend for the (S)urvival (O)f (T)he (F)ittest tournament. It's going to be exciting! Even though I haven't practiced with my doubles partner all that much, and I still have yet to even MEET my mixed partner, it's all in good fun. Not to say that I won't try, of course. But as they say, we'll see. A reason for me to head up, visit friends, and just chill for a weekend.

Robbie Williams - Feel

Come and hold my hand
I want to contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I’ve been given

I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don’t understand

I just want to feel real love
In the home that I live in
'Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste

I don’t want to die
But I ain’t keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I’m preparing to leave her
I scare myself to death
That’s why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming

I just want to feel real love
In the home that I live in
There’s a hole in my soul
Can’t you see it in my face
Of real disgrace
I need to feel real love
And a life ever after
I feel like givin' up

I just want to feel real love
In the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
Going to waste

I just want to feel real love
In a life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul
Can’t you see it in my face
It’s a real disgrace

Come and hold my hand
I want to contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I’ve been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand