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And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul
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And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that she'd never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful
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Remember feeling low
Remember losing hope
Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
Sunday, January 22, 2006
3:23 PM
the wonderful blogger ate up my wonderful post a few days ago and made me so pissed that i decided not to post for another month, but i suddenly changed my mind today because i have a desperate need to whine. theres this lit play (its called 'the mighty mandarin' although i seriously dont see whats so mighty about him.. they actually mentioned in the play that he was so fat plump that he couldnt even see his feet.) we have to perform the week after cny and guess what? i somehow had the role of this poor peasant's daughter (Min) who is good in DANCING. i dont think i can even stand on my toes for more than 6 seconds and you want me to dance?! and look at my first few lines (dont you dare laugh i tell you) : 1) Merciful Mandarin, may you live for ever! 2) (Min dances.)3) But I don't want to be a slave! I want Shang! 4) He's gone to seek his fortune, over the mountains. If he were here, he'd save me! 5) Don't leave me! 6) Let me go! Let me go! ... and i got this role because obviously nobody wanted this role, then they all chose their roles so fast and i didnt even know what they were doing until they told me i was Min. and their excuse was that i have a sweet face -_- ok yes i do appreciate that remark (heheheh.) but thats not the point. and now lesley is going to choreograph my dance because she's the director and she wants me to hold a fan! AHHHHHHHH. ok nevermind i shall not think about that now. we were voting for our class mottos and the class t-shirt design on friday.. and these were some of the suggestions : 1) Phat is good. 2) We must, we must, we must decrease our bust! 3) To serve and be served. 4) 1se, a class with CLASS. 5) One soul, one spirit, one service. 6) Gag me with a spoon. haha yes my class is crap. and the second one was charyl's idea -_- haha.. and i didnt get into choir! ): so i think i will try ncc ! :) (and amelia and jovina kind of freaked out when i told them) anyway, im kind of broke now because i've just spent 30 bucks on fun fair coupons! -_- 20 bucks on two ny fun fair coupons (guilty people: lydia and iris) and 10 bucks on 1 st nics coupon (hazel). haha cny havent come then everyone rob me of my money already.. at least wait until cny over i got money first right -_- if rgs also having fun fair soon i will die on the spot i tell you. and you ask why i must buy? aiyah must be supportive mah :) (prepared to be strangled by people) and i have history and maths common test tomorrow.. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Cat's In The Cradleby Guns N' RosesA child arrived just the other dayHe came to the world in the usual wayBut there were planes to catch,and bills to payHe learned to walk while I was away,and he wasTalkin' 'fore I knew it,and as he grew, he said:I'm gonna be like you, dad,You know I'm gonna be like youAnd the cat's in the cradle, and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man on the moonWhen you comin' home, son,I don't know whenBut we'll have a good time then, dadYou know we'll have a good time then.My son turned ten just the other day,he saidThanks for the ball, dad,come on let's playCan you teach me to throw,I said not today,I got a lot to do,he said that's okayAnd he walked away but his smile never dimmed,he saidI'm gonna be like him, yeahYou know I'm gonna be like him.And the cat's in the cradle, and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man on the moonWhen you comin' home, son,I don't know whenBut we'll have a good time thenYou know we'll have a good time then.We'll he came from college just the other daySo much like a man I just had to saySon I'm proud of you,can we sit for a while?He shook his head, and said, with a smileWhat I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keysSee ya later, can I have them please?And the cat's in the cradle,and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man on the moonWhen you comin' home, son,I don't know whenBut we'll have a good time then, dadYou know we'll have a good time then.I've long since retired,my son's moved awayI called him up just the other day.I said, I'd like to see you,if you don't mind, he saidI'd love to, dad,if I could find the time.You see my new job's a hassle and the kids got the fluBut it's been sure nice talkin' to you, yeahSure nice talkin' to you.And as I hung up the phone it occured to me,He'd grown up just like me, yeah.My boy was just like me.And the cat's in the cradle,and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man on the moonWhen you comin' home, son,I don't know whenBut we'll have a good time then, dadYou know we'll have a good time then.
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