I've been dreading this day so much. So much so that i think the result was worse than expected. The day started bad and ended up even worse.
First, I woke up really late this morning and i rushed to school. I somehow managed to reach school just in time. God knows how i did it.
Secondly, it was really smart of me to leave my calculator at home. I tried to use the calculator function on my mobile phone but i gave up after a while as it was so un-userfriendly and so inconvient. Hence, i think i accomplished nothing much during the three free periods that i had. Really a waste of time.
Thirdly, my class sucks so bad. I really don't know how to describe it. The term 'sucks' is already an understatement. Detest? Hate? Dislike? Non of this terms are worthy of expressing my feelings. I can't pin point where exactly where i dislike the class but you just need to know i don't like it. Maybe things will get for the better. Maybe. Suddenly i desire to return back to my original combination. Suddenly facing the 4 musketeers ain't such a bad idea after all. Then again, what's the use of grumbling now? I'll just have to fight the good fight.
Let's see what tomorrow holds.
Thief
Our Lady Peace
I don't want to understand this horror
There's a weight in your eyes
I can't admit
Everybody ends up here in bottles
But the name tag's the last thing you wanted
As the world explodes
We fall out of it
But we can't let go
Because this will not go away
There's a house built out in space
I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I don't know what's happening
And I can't pretend
But I can be your, be your
Someone help us understand
Who ordered this disgusting
Arrangement, time and the end
I don't want to hear who walked
On water, because the hallways are empty
And the clock ticks
As the world implodes
We fall into it
And we can't go home
Because this will not go away
There's a house built out in space
I can't see that thief
That lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at
The side of you bed
I don't know what's happening
And I can't pretend
It's a long, long get away
It's a long, long get away
Make it home again
Make it home again
It's a long, long get away
It's a long, long get away
i just wanna get away.
Monday, January 15, 2007
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