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I want school work to go away,
And never come another day.
Let all my yearmates come and stay;
We'd talk and laugh and shop and play.
And if we were about to pay,
The boss'd say, "Oh, it's okay."
But nothing's ever what I say...
If only things would go my way.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Ain is tired of doing work, so she shall blog instead.
An unsettled heart. Why? I don't know, either.
I remember that last year was a great year. I had many issues, yes, and I had a period of time when I cried every night, but I always had something to fall back on. =)
I bet nobody remembers this. =) I hated you guys for being so mean, and we were all late, and I began crying, but thanks. =) It's not easy to forget something so sweet and mean, you know.
Sweet and mean. Like a dream I know, we'll see.
Do you know how ... ? I answered no.
But hell is subjective.
i'm still here.
9:39 pm