watch the sunrise
say your goodbyes
off we go.

some conversation
no contemplation
hit the road.

car overheats
jump out of my seat

on the side of the highway
baby.

our road is long
your hold is strong

please don't ever let go

i know i don't know you
but i want you so bad

everyone has a secret
but can they keep it
no they can't

i'm driving fast now
don't think i know how
to go slow

where you at now
i feel around
there you are

cool these engines
calm these jets
i've asked you how hot can it get
and as you wipe of beads of sweat
slowly you say..
i'm not there yet.

i know i don't know you
but i want you so bad

everyone has a secret
but can they keep it
no they can't.

songs about jane. secret.

oh man, i wish i was jane.
and to have adam levine to like write 52729352957 songs about me.

i'll spread my wings
and i'll learn how to fly
i'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.

make a wish
take a chance
make a change
and break away.

it's 4.

blogger ate the rest.

anyway.
here's the whole point of my 3 hours long blogpost.
i don't like the words on it anymore.

help me think of something different to put in as words rather than "i'm scared, but i'm not coming down."

it's the 21st layout.

should i call it twentyone?

21 layouts.
25 months.

i have more layouts than i do years.

21's huge.

you can drink.. drive.. have sex.. get married..

something tells me that i might be doing it in that order.

already have the drinking down atleast.

poor jessea thyidor got kicked out of singapore idol.
i thought she would win.

can you feel me
imagining i'm looking in your eyes

i can see you clearly
vividly emblazoned in my mind

and yet you're so far
like a distant star
i'm wishing on tonight

i'd give my all to have
just one more night with you
i'd risk my life to feel
your body next to mine

cause i can't go on
living in the memory of our song

i'd give my all
for your love tonight.

and i'm back.

boy, if i had a buck for each time that i've said that.

with a new layout.

yes, that too.

was thinking what words i should put on it.
decided on "i'm scared, but i'm not coming down"

from third eye blind.

semi charmed kind of life.

how predictable.

anyway, had this image of this kid in a tree. and like how he was so high up and how he didn't want to come down.

so the high up-ness and the wings.

yes. think what you will.

gws once said that i was the most irreverent student she had.
she called it lateral thinking. like how you'd be doing something, but your mind would be somewhere else. and suddenly you'd say something totally not related.

that was probably her theory that she would have created with mr m.

but honestly, teachers shouldn't waste their time discussing students.

anyway, alicia keys looks good in the new usher video.

she and usher make a nice pair.
never would have guessed it though.

it's almost 3.
school tomorrow starts at 5pm.

haha.

how useless.

school at 5pm.

if it was a normal day, i'd have to wake up in 3 hours.

am going to bed later and later nowadays.
and reaching school later too.

and lazier.

and hungrier.

someone make it stop.

was supposed to go shopping with mel today.

who had to bail since she spent the night at sarah's and wanted to go home to sleep.

so slouched around at home.

wonderful mother had to entertain.

useless party with her useless friends.

she's having her term break from school now.

so i'm in a house with 28 women cackling every 15 minutes.

ok that's mean. they weren't cackling.
just laughing.

in a really loud, sharp, shrill irritating way.

my punctuation is starting to suck.

and i put full stops at the end of everything.

and half an hour i forgot how to spell haven't.

i thought it was havn't.

too much smsing.

so anyway,
we have large parties.

and i'm used to it.
used to help my parents with the whole hosting thing when i was younger.

but as i grow up and become more hostile and antisocial..

ah well.

just locked myself up in my room.
well technically.

which is kind of useless since my lock doesn't really work.
so mom and dad and gee can still open the door even though it's "locked".

but somehow *i* always manage to get locked out.

and only the other kups can open it.

must be some power that i obviously didn't get since according to gee i was found in the dustbin and was never really my parents' kid.

"which is why you sound different and act different. you were adopted.. we found you in a dustbin since after you were born."

and i believed her since when i confronted my parents they just agreed with gee to shut me up.

and don't even get me started on what's going with gee and me now.
and the rents.

which leaves me as the only single person left in the family.

it's a lonesone lonesome place, let me tell you.

[blogger ate up the rest.]

maybe you and i
can pack our bags and say goodbye
and fly away from here
anywhere, honey, i don't care.
we'll just fly away from here
our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere.