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whadahell...

lets see... i'll narrate it as a third person.

i was wiping those darn white shoe polish markings on mi black addidas bag..(oh.. i luv mi bag)

then like it took like abt 5 squirts of water on mi hand to wipe those damned things off.

then i heard some1 behind me say " nevermind..".

This is the millisecond breakdown of mi thought.
-who is that?? wait...
-sounds like a girl... yeah it is..
-ok... so she is.. i dunno who(cause i wasn't facing her)...
-then waitaminute, she must have been watching me cause she didn't want me to see her walking to me... hmm... uh yeah how to look at any1 when im looking @ mi bag... you've gotta care alot to plan it so nicely...
-after i dunno how long...(im such an idiot man..)
-i turn me head... i see the back of liv.
-whadahell... by then she was like a few metres away...
-i dunno why i suddenly feel like such an idiot...

then since im waiting for sam, im like 'HURRY'.. i wanna get out of here and ponder..

he says sit down.

then its like he asks what do u think she wanted to ask you?

me: uh i...

sam:if she said ' do u like me or smthg' wat wld u have said? "uh yeah" or "eww get away frm me..(smthg like that la.. no offense whoever's reading this)"

me(right now the neurons in my head HAVE OFFICIALLY ALMOST FINISHED DISINTEGRATING): uh... i would freak out
* see i told u im such an idiot*

sam: ok i done lets get outta here..

NOW IF THAT AIN'T FOOD FOR THOUGHT, I DON"T KNOW WHAT IS.

and.. i think im not competing... haha. wadeva la.

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you are patient,
you are kind,
you'll never leave our minds,
you can hurt in the behind.

you are tender,
you are strong,
you would make a good steak,
and could last forever.

you are pleasure,
you are pain,
you're about giving,
and not what we stand to gain.

you are honest,
you are trust,
truth here is a must,
stop thinking about all that lust.

you are beautiful,
you are sexy,
sometimes you're so petty,
nothing but messy.

you are nowhere,
you are everywhere,
people are always looking for you,
surprise them, that's what you always do.

you are everything,
you are nothing,
no one could ever find the right words for you;
i know it's not nice,
but your name will have to suffice,
so... what are you?