first i hav to say gd job to those who are involved n the speech day,2day is a very job done,there was a little problem here and there,but stil a good job done!well,dat was for the parade 2day,well as for me,2day i am faced wit a problem,well the gal i lyk says dat she dun really know me,but its fine,cus i tink i'm those kind of ppl friends duno really know bout me,not dat they are not true friends but its dat...mayb its juz dat i dun really hav a fixed mind,cus lyk i mayb tinkin bout someting now,nxt moment i mayb tinkin of other stuff...but i dun juz lyk a gal now then lyk other gal very fast!but hen i juz dun hav a fixed mind...many ppl tink i am talkative cus i'm juz talkative,actually if i dun tok,my mind will start to wander,since young,if my mind start to wonder mostly it will be about the matter I'm doin now will hav a very negative outcome,when i say negative,it is very negative!well so i radthe speak or be wit my frieds,or else wll wander,haix,duno how i can help her to understand me when sometime even i dun understand myself...dun really want to lose her as i hav lose her a few time and the feelin is unbearable...duno if ppl of my age should say tis kind of ting anot...
All Too Well I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow. And I left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, And I can picture it after all these days. And I know it's long gone, And that magic's not here no more, And I might be okay, But I'm not fine at all. 'Cause there we are again on that little town street. You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me. Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well. Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed And your mother's telling stories about you on a tee ball team You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me. And I know it's long gone And there wa...
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