At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Monday, November 9, 2009
Last blogged @ 8:50 PM

Sing along.



I’m looking in the mirror and I think I’m liking what I see.





Big, pink lights shining bright, like I’m on the T.V.





My heart pumps as the bass drum thumps, you gotta move when the floorboard jumps.





Something’s going on and I think it’s going on right now.





All the boys and the girls they got it going on.





When the beat kicks in you feel it in your bones.





When the basement cracks and the needle drops.





You can’t turn back and you just can’t stop.





All the boys and the girls (no you just can’t stop).





All the boys and the girls (no you just can’t stop).






*hint* try combined those sentence together


gosh!! i have to let something out right now.
NETBALL CONQUER MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
seeing those dates, wahhhhhhh, terok you. I capek you. 3 more days to camp. And i still dont get it why must it be 2 days 1 night. waduhhhhh.


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