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Jeannette - First existed on 24th January 1984 in singapore. Has a family of 6 inclusive of coffee, maomee and dearx2. Loves to hate and Hates to love. currently into my third job since graduation, BUT enjoying every min of it..

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    Sunday, March 05, 2006



    Superwoman

    Heard this MV early this morning..kinda touched a certain part of my emotions which i had never really wanted to face or acknowledge. Searched the net for the lyrics to both the Chinese and English version of this song. The Chinese version is more apt description. But both speaks of feelings that i keep within me...

    (Chinese cover) Superwoman by Cao Ge

    Chinese texts don't appear right..so you can go here to view the lyrics..

    I wonder when will there be anyone who will treasure the superwomen beside them. Sometimes we just wonder how much more to perfection is there or what type of girl do their hearts give a score of 100. Maybe for once, we should be asking them instead of ourselves. If the one that they really love is just they themselves?

    I like the way this person describes this song. Do go read it here. One can listen to the song from the link while reading the lyrics to the song below.

    (English ver.) Superwoman by Karyn White

    Early in the morning I put breakfast at your table
    And make sure that your coffee has its sugar and cream
    Your eggs are over easy, your toast done lightly
    All that's missing is your morning kiss
    That use to greet me.

    Now you say the juice is sour
    It used to be so sweet
    And I can't help but to wonder
    If you're talking 'bout me.

    We don't talk the way we used to talk
    It's hurting so deep
    I've got my pride
    I will not cry
    But it's making me weak.

    CHORUS:I'm not your Superwoman
    I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
    And think that everything's okay
    Boy, I am only human
    This girl needs more than occasional hugs
    As a token of love from you to me.

    Ooh, baby...

    I fought my way through the rush hour
    Trying to make it home just for you
    I want to make sure that your dinner will be waiting for you
    But when you get there you just tell me
    You're not hungry at all
    You said you'd rather read the paper
    And you don't want to talk

    You'd like to think I'm just crazy
    When I say that you've changed
    I'm convinced I know the problem
    You don't love me the same
    You're just going through the motions
    And you're not being fair
    I've got my pride
    I will not cry
    Still I can't help but care.

    CHORUS:I'm not your Superwoman
    I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
    And think that everything's okay
    Boy, I am only human
    This girl needs more than occasional hugs
    As a token of love from you to me.

    CHORUS:I'm not your Superwoman
    I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
    And think that everything's okay
    Boy, I am only human
    This girl needs more than occasional hugs
    As a token of love from you to me.

    Ooh baby, look into the corners of your mind
    I'll always be there for you
    Through good and bad times
    But I can't be that Superwoman that you want me to be
    I'll give my love, oh lasting love
    If you'll return love to me

    CHORUS:I'm not your Superwoman
    I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
    And think that everything's okay
    Boy, I am only human
    This girl needs more than occasional hugs
    As a token of love from you to me.

    Ah ha, If you feel it in your heart
    And you understand me
    Stop right where you are
    Everybody sing along with me!

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, oooooooooooooh!

    I'm the kind of girl that can treat you so sweet
    But you've got to realize that you've got to be sweeter to me, yeah
    I need love
    I need just your love

    CHORUS (till fade) :I'm not your Superwoman
    I'm not the kind of girl that you can let down
    And think that everything's okay
    Boy, I am only human
    This girl needs more than occasional hugs
    As a token of love from you to me.

    I wonder how many out there are tired of being the superwoman. How many out there are waiting for their roles to be changed. That one day, they wake up to someone fussing over them, wanting to be constantly around them, doing everything with them in their minds first. How many are waiting for their partners to dedicate this song to them with their hearts...i guess there're aplenty around the world but few to none will get what they really deserve even till the day they lay there...quiet...with their duties fulfilled...such a sad life but tinged with sweetness and happiness from the little things that they get once every blue moon...how many times do we hear ourselves telling ourselves...be satisfied...

    It's been so long...i've heard so many promises...i wish to be found but i am still lost. When will that day ever come? But i will wait..i will not move..this journey isn't going to be easy..but will you still walk on and continue looking for me? Or will you one day tell me that you're tired? That you don't wish to walk this journey any more. Will you just turn away even if you see my hands streched out? Or will you just tell me to come along? Leaving my hands empty and my heart just as lost?

    More often than not, we hear friends telling us that we don't deserve this or that we don't deserve that. That we deserve better than what we're getting. That we shouldn't be bringing ourselves that low. One can even say to them that they ain't in the relationship so they don't know. That they have no right to comment. But maybe one should turn around, look at one's self and see the scars that shout out at you. Will one still continue with the relationship? I know i will. I may cry, and feel hurt. Maybe even get my heart shattered over and over again. But it doesn't matter if at the end of the day, i still have my love. Nothing matters more than to have someone there at the end of the day. One will not understand unless they have found what they had lost no matter how lost their own hearts are. I had found what i lost and picked up what i had left behind. Never will i let it go. I've found my way home and i will not leave...this is where i belong and i will give it my all. Ups and downs are inevitable and i will take everything in my stride. Will you take it together with me? Loving someone isn't easy but it ain't gonna daunt me.

    Dear dear...i love you...

    Seedling and Charisma

    I wonder how many people will remember me. Am i just another face in the crowd? I remember people telling me that i've a certain charisma. A certain confidence. A certain air around me. Have i lost it all? The seedling is growing but it feels weak. If the wind came, will it bend with the wind? Will it try to stand tall, up against the wind? Or will it just choose to break and let it all end? I seem to be running a race that never ends. Whenever i see the finishing line, it will just disappear. Maybe i am really losing it all. But till that day, i'd still dream of being remembered, cherished and appreciated. When that day comes, it will be adieu my love, my friends. I will cease to exist. I guess i don't need everyone to remember me. Just one. The one that i gave my all to years ago but yet she doesn't remember. Maybe it really mattered to me how much she remembered about me. So many things that she commented so long ago that are so grey. So grey that sometimes i wished it was i whom she talking about. But i know, somewhere deep inside me, it ain't referring to me. Somehow i guess remembering me would be equivalent to remembering the hurt i inflicted upon her. The stab that i gave her right to her heart. Killing the seedling that had just began to grow. Maybe i can never ever step out of my past...my fears...


    -iWrote 3/05/2006 10:05:00 AM