i couldn't sleep last night.. only managed to push myself to sleep at 10 in the morning, and that was after having a wrestling session with a Tony (you know, those things you do when you were little kids..yeah i still do that haha) that i forced to wake up. guess it must have worn me out finally. heee!
then i woke up 6 hours later feeling like crap with a crap expression and a crap mood sort of like this (-_____-) somehow, the past few days have been like that. maybe it's because i'll be going back to brunei!! how exciting! =D oh the irony.
anyway, the thing that caused my first smile of the day was this:
13 January 2008
crap sleeping hours
Posted by Amilyn at 5:19 pm 0 comments
9 January 2008
detox
every end of the year i take a holiday, getting away from everything i've been facing throughout the year. i hit the brakes, and stop. it always allows me think clearer, i can tell what i want and dont need better. this year proves no different, but a whole lot harder to shed off that one thing i dont need and dont want, because it has grown a life of its own. oh no. but i will still alright. =)
sana's not coming back to brunei for a visit anytime soon, busy with med school interviews and such. jasmine cant find a good reason to persuade her parents to let her come back (haha). vee's back to school in taylors. fel and i are bumming around but starting our part time work soon.
i feel like we're always in the transition stage. is everything going to settle soon? sometimes i get this frustration, that i cant wait to grow up, get a real job, pay my own bills, buy my own furniture, basically things that i can be sure of and not knowing where exactly im heading and always feeling restless. garh.
oh crap. im pissing myself off arent i. haha!
And is also known as a buster (busta, busta...)
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So (no)
I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and (no)
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time and (no)
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
There's a scrub checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And i know that he cannot approach me
Cuz i'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trash
Can't get wit' no deadbeat ass
So (no)
I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and (no)
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time (no)
If you don't have a car and you're walking
If you live at home wit' your momma
If you have a shorty that you don't show love
Wanna get with me with no money
Oh no i don't want no scrubs
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