so, skip to your lou while i do what i do best
you aint even impressed
no more. you're used to it
flows too wet
nobody close to it
when i say it everybody knows the shit
the most hated on
outta all that say they get hated on
in 80 songs
and exaggerate it
all so much. they make it up
there's no such thing
like a female with good looks
who cooks and cleans........
and that's all i can remember of that :) good nick btw. thanks, coz it triggered off the song in my mind. damn its good! is it Business? cant remember whether it is or not. just remember that its mr Marshall himself.
not many blog updates so far. so i dunno where things stand right now. but Cindy: thanks a lot. and you study hard too yeah? weirdly enough i've still been praying for u and everyone throughout all this. so be calm and stay cool.
i remember the absolute weirdest things when i think abt ya'll. you: hitting your foot and u not even waking up. you: walking from Far East arm in arm :). you: the wussy way you punch. and the way you laugh afterwards. you: of course, the conversation. and the smile. you: the walk! what can i say? you: that weird way you punch a volleyball. 'nuff said :). you: skipping arnd the track! like WTH?! :) you: your english. or mispronunciation of some parts of it :) you: that way you look at me sometimes. gives me the willies. you again: that punch! ouch. felt damn fucking bad. but hey :) more memories for some of you than others. more memories about one than anyone else this year. but love for all of ya.
not to say that this whole thing doesnt bother me any more. on the contrary, it does a lot. but im hoping eventually we'll at least be comfortable in the same classroom.
good luck all of you.
the recent spate of anonymous taggers has me riled. thanks victor for having faith in me. funny that the only ones who DONT believe me are the ones who i would have expected to more than you. that's prior to all this tho. and darryl, thanks to you also for believing that the "timmy" that's told you to fuck off isnt me. while i can understand and even empathise to an extent with the attraction of expressing yourself namelessly, its just completely fucked up when you use someone ELSE'S name. so if you're in here too, just die alright? you aint even worth swearing at.
exodus: no worries using my tag board. and thanks for explaining what happened. probably chermaine STILL doesnt believe me. but at least the truth's there for those who are interested. no hard feelings though. you're entitled to your disbelief.
darryl, get this:
True as toasted toads :)
you aint even impressed
no more. you're used to it
flows too wet
nobody close to it
when i say it everybody knows the shit
the most hated on
outta all that say they get hated on
in 80 songs
and exaggerate it
all so much. they make it up
there's no such thing
like a female with good looks
who cooks and cleans........
and that's all i can remember of that :) good nick btw. thanks, coz it triggered off the song in my mind. damn its good! is it Business? cant remember whether it is or not. just remember that its mr Marshall himself.
not many blog updates so far. so i dunno where things stand right now. but Cindy: thanks a lot. and you study hard too yeah? weirdly enough i've still been praying for u and everyone throughout all this. so be calm and stay cool.
i remember the absolute weirdest things when i think abt ya'll. you: hitting your foot and u not even waking up. you: walking from Far East arm in arm :). you: the wussy way you punch. and the way you laugh afterwards. you: of course, the conversation. and the smile. you: the walk! what can i say? you: that weird way you punch a volleyball. 'nuff said :). you: skipping arnd the track! like WTH?! :) you: your english. or mispronunciation of some parts of it :) you: that way you look at me sometimes. gives me the willies. you again: that punch! ouch. felt damn fucking bad. but hey :) more memories for some of you than others. more memories about one than anyone else this year. but love for all of ya.
not to say that this whole thing doesnt bother me any more. on the contrary, it does a lot. but im hoping eventually we'll at least be comfortable in the same classroom.
good luck all of you.
the recent spate of anonymous taggers has me riled. thanks victor for having faith in me. funny that the only ones who DONT believe me are the ones who i would have expected to more than you. that's prior to all this tho. and darryl, thanks to you also for believing that the "timmy" that's told you to fuck off isnt me. while i can understand and even empathise to an extent with the attraction of expressing yourself namelessly, its just completely fucked up when you use someone ELSE'S name. so if you're in here too, just die alright? you aint even worth swearing at.
exodus: no worries using my tag board. and thanks for explaining what happened. probably chermaine STILL doesnt believe me. but at least the truth's there for those who are interested. no hard feelings though. you're entitled to your disbelief.
darryl, get this:
True as toasted toads :)
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