Sunday, January 20, 2008
theres maths class test tmr .
which dampens my mood on a sunday . greatly . cause i really hate binomial & possion . i dont understand a thing from it . really . i wonder how badly im gonna flunk for tmr's maths paper .
im feeling so sian right now . cause theres a maths test tmr . & thats all i can ever think abt now . it's spamming my brain cells . & making me worry like shyt .
im so tired cause the sun is shining in my face . i think im gonna nap .
ciao
Was it not enough stimulation
Hit by a brick the other day, just when I thought that I’m okay
You didn't like my conversation
I can't come up with something new
It doesn't really matter what I do
So here’s my observation
You could never see it through my eyes
And I’m too tired to try
So don’t call and say you’re coming back for me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting over you
And don’t lie and say you’re over me
It don’t mean nothing I’m always getting over you
Was it too much aggravation
You're telling me the way but I won't see
Then I change my mind you disagree
I used to be your inspiration
You chase I run you disappear
I know it’s never over
So don't call and say you’re coming back for me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting over you
And don't lie and say you’re over me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting over you
Was it not enough stimulation
Hit by a brick the other day, just when I thought that I’m okay
You didn’t like my conversation
I can’t come up with something new
It doesn't really matter what I do
So don't call and say you’re coming back for me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting over you
And don't lie and say you’re over me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting
So don't call and say you’re coming back for me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting over you
And don't lie and say you’re over me
It don't mean nothing I’m always getting over you
won't you keep my secret for me? 20.1.08
