Tuesday, May 11, 2004
SATs in the morning…utterly disgusting, and the hall was
too cold. Not good…don’t molecules stop moving or someth8ng at extreme low temperatures? Think that’s what was happening up in my brain.
brain cell 1: Hey you know..its cold..lets go huddle in a corner and go to sleep. brain cell 2: good idea!
Words like
vituperative, plutocracy, expedient did not help
And wheee…tpjc songfest in the afternoon I FINALLY saw Sam and gave her the long overdue Christmas squish and what do you know…i HAD to forget the card didn’t I…(what’s that i see scattered on the floor? what do you mean my
brain?
scatterbrain.
geddit? Scuse me..my midnight ramblings tend to sound like this.
Shall we say i fell in love with
1) The reuben studdard band that sang purest of pain with the malay drum thingie…oh man. i was practically tearing
2) The pple that did “Breathing” but didn’t win anything. Screw judges with lousy taste.
3) The drummer!! Whose name i shall not speak but shall simply leave as C*****N (*waves at sam and sara*
Sam sang Runaway by the Corrs …
beeyooteefully. Like i said. judges have no taste anyway.
Say it’s true…there’s nothing like me and you
YOu’re not alone, tell me you feel it to
And i would run away…I would runaway…
I would run away with you…
Cos I have fallen in love with you…
You know I’m never gonna stop falling in love with you…
Sigh..this is one of those songs that loses itself somewhere between being sung and having its lyrics written down.
and *MUAKZ* sara…love ya..love your crappy stories and your coffee and oreo cheesecake and the fact that you are, unlike me, NOT broke. (haha…) Yay Yay can’t wait for wednesday…I’m getting my present and you (hopefully) will get yours too!!
Happy mother’s day tomorrow.
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