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In Your Arms

Obviously, due to many days of unwritten entries, it is due to la paresse that kicked in ever since my exam ended. On a more serious note, I'll be taking an international french exam this Thursday. For these past few days, I've been seriously questioning myself why on earth did I decide to sit for this exam, and why B2 level?! Impulsiveness? Boldness? Stupidity? I really really hope that the 4 papers I'll be sitting for won't be so hard on me. Anyway Monsieur (don't tell you which one!) has been so nice, can you imagine, him, photocopying past exam papers for me and lending me 3 of his books!? Again, I cannot help but to notice how charmant he is.

Anyway, ever since Paris (I think I've mentioned this a few times before here), I just cannot get sick of 'Endless Love'. Yes the Mariah Carey and Luther's version. I was on the bus last night, all mentally drained, perhaps mostly on my left side of the brain, for I've used it up to painstakingly comprehend French, and listening to 'Endless Love'. Well, it was only last night that I decide that this shall be one of my wedding songs if/when the day comes. Don't judge me. I do not have much plans about the future yet, but the song is so suitable for weddings.

And this Kina Grannis song is just lovely. I can't seem to get sick of it. This version's super quirky, but if you really like it, you should listen to its original version.



Hush now, let's go quiet to the park where it first started
Cold night, us lying in the dark
I felt my heart was trying to find a place for you to stay
A place where I'd feel safe

Anything we have known
Anything we've forgotten
In the rain, in the dark we'll lay
In your arms, in your arms I'll stay

Take my hand, let's go into the trees
Behind the branches, falling on our knees
I remember feeling like this part of us would never change

Anything we have known
Anything we've forgotten
In the rain, in the dark we'll lay
In your arms, in your arms I'll stay

Follow me
We both know the way
It's always been the same

Anything we have known
Anything we've forgotten
In the rain, in the dark we'll lay
In your arms, in your arms I'll stay

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