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Tuesday, March 16, 2004

song of the dayy--

hoobastank. running awayy

I don't want you
To give it all up
And leave your own life collecting dust
And I don't want you to feel sorry for me
You never gave us a chance to be

And I don't need you
To be by my side
To tell me that everything's alright
I just wanted you
To tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you

So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?

I did enough
To show you that I
Was willing to give and sacrifice
And I was the one who was lifting you up
When you thought your life had had enough
And when I get close
You turn away
There's nothing that I can do or say
So now I need you
To tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you

So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?

Is it me? Is it you?
Nothing that
I can do
To make you change your mind.....

(why you)
Is it me? Is it you?
Nothing that
I can do
Is it a waste of time?

Is it me? Is it you?
Nothing that
I can do
To make you change your mind

So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
(What is it I have to say?)
So why are you running away?
(To make you admit you're afraid)
Why are you running away?



yeshh.. this song was quite some time agoo..
tht's y i found it odd
y out of no reason did this song come into my mindd?
hmm.. is it trying to say somethingg?
*errrrr*
but i like the songg...
hmmmm..

wells.
todae's very tiring and boringg.
woke up late againn.
rushed to sch in a cab
apparently the 'cher was just sooo late herselff..
or maybe doing something in the library and kept us all waiting..
so waited for quite some time.
thus... remedial ended late..
went homee had couldnt get to sleepp b4 going for tuitionn.
so ended up banging the piano and ransacking everything i could findd
thn went for tuitionn..
mrs seow lengthened it againn... by 30 mins
so tuition was 2hr30mins.
thn went to eastpoint with fel.
stomped on all the dancing machinesss..
made a pact to go play pool one day.
going to go in illegallyy.

maybe going to my aunt's house tml.
go teach my cousinn.
there's also choir in the morn..
i want to slp.
i want to eat
i want to be a big fat pig
pigpigpigpig.

*hope i'll not get any scolding by mrs kwan cos of anythingg to do with the sectionalsss*

sighx.

no mood for tos.

i'll just call to ramble..

-bahhh-


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