Imagine me and you, I do.
I think about you day and night;
It's only right to think about the girl you love,
and hold her tight, so happy together.
It's only right to think about the girl you love,
and hold her tight, so happy together.
Stuff have been going on. Lotsa stuff. And everyday, school is like, wow. W-O-W. Concert time is brilliant, don't you agree?
I mean, at first I was pretty miffed at being separated from my friends, and getting stuffed into a form 1 populated dance. But these guys are pretty fun to be with.
Besides, I'm making new friends. Are you proud of me, mommy?
We miss classes everyday, and have concert practices for more than half the day. And when we're not practicing, either we're in class acting like it's post-ex, or we're sneaking off to the hall to watch the rehearsals(There are also those times when the teachers come in and teach, but who wants to talk about THAT?).
Please, don't let this be the end,
it's everything I am,
everything I want to be.
it's everything I am,
everything I want to be.
I saw a headline today: "Twisters Hit Malaysia"(or something like that, I can't find the newspaper anymore) My first reaction was: NO WAY, we don't get twisters around here!
Then, I unfolded the bottom half of the paper, and saw a man holding a Tortilla sort of roll. My mind instantly flashed back to a certain incident that happened during dance practice...
*Radio crackles for a moment, then lands on a legible station*
"...so the caller has to identify how many "Toasted Twisters" are in this sentence... the winner will win a free Toasted Twister from KFC..."
*The class is silent, everyone waiting for the sentence*
"Here it is, listen closely: ToastedTwister-ToastedTwister-ToostiesTwister-ToastedTwister-ToastedTwinster-ToastedTwister."
"Three!"
"No, Four!"
"It's Three la dong!"
"It's four, genius!"
"..Umm, I think it's either four or three.."
"So what is your answer?"
"Umm, I think I'll go with three..."
"I'm sorry, but that answer is incorrect. The answer is actually four."
"Oh, okay."
"Thank you for calling, anyway."
"No, Four!"
"It's Three la dong!"
"It's four, genius!"
Personally, I guessed four.
*The caller answers the question*
"..Umm, I think it's either four or three.."
"So what is your answer?"
"Umm, I think I'll go with three..."
*people groaning all around the class*
"I'm sorry, but that answer is incorrect. The answer is actually four."
"Oh, okay."
"Thank you for calling, anyway."
Follow your heart,
let your love lead through the darkness.
Back to a place you once knew,
I believe I believe I believe
in you.
let your love lead through the darkness.
Back to a place you once knew,
I believe I believe I believe
in you.
I think this year's concert will be way better than last year's. The theme is better, anyway. I have a song stuck in my head. It's name is I Believe, by Celine Dion and Il Divo. It's one of those catchy concert songs.
Unfortunately, my Limewire isn't working so well, and I can't download the song.
I'm also tired of doing this post. Goodbye.
Unfortunately, my Limewire isn't working so well, and I can't download the song.
I'm also tired of doing this post. Goodbye.
Suis ton etoile
Va jusqu'ou ton reve t'emporte
Un jour tu le toucheras
Si tu crois si tu crois si tu crois
En toi
"For never was a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
Jun Shern out.
*Static*
Va jusqu'ou ton reve t'emporte
Un jour tu le toucheras
Si tu crois si tu crois si tu crois
En toi
"For never was a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
Jun Shern out.
*Static*
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