Saturday, August 25, 2007
I love rainy days. I love rain . It is all sad . The weather also gets realleh pleasant after the rain stops. It makes you want to write some corny poem on it. Sigh... I hope I have an opportunity to get all romantic <33> There's supposed to be a story about what happens after the rain (it involves a squirrel) but I'll leave that to tomorrow cause I don't want my mum to stomp out and shout at me. It's 3'o clock and I have to get up at 7 tomorrow! 0__0 The things I do for my blog... Labels: Emostuff, Randomishiability
Rain is so romantic.
Not heavy stormsla, storms can be quite scary. As in the soft, quiet drizzle, type of rain. The type where you can just sit on your Dad's four-wheel-drive and hold a guitar in your hands, then close your eyes and feel the wind...
And cry. I almost cry everytime it rains, or I try to so that it'll feel more melancholic-ishly romantic.
Mr. Cactus,
2:46 AM
The pillow and the cactus fell in love 0_____0
Que sera, sera . Whatever will be, will be.
Spit it like Eminem! :D
More food?
Cherry
Joanne Telur
Serine
Shampoo
Sofia
God loves music, so do I.
Currently playing: Big Girls Don't Cry - Fergie (The Dutchess)
Da Da Da Da
The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, Serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
La Da Da Da Da Da