The Ripped Soul

Can you see me
Floating above your head;
As you lay in bed
Thinking about everything -
That you did not do,
Cause saying "I love you"
Has nothing to do with meaning it?

And I don't trust you,
Cause Every time you're here,
Your intentions are unclear;
I spend every hour waiting for a phone call,
That I know will never come,
I used to think that you were the one,
Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all.

You ain't ever coming back to me.
That's not how things were supposed to be.
You take my hand just give it back;
No other lover has ever done that.

Do you remember?
The way we used to melt,
Do you remember how it felt,
When I touched you, oh?
Cause I remember very well..

And how long has it been,
Since someone you let in -
Has given what I gave to you?

And at night when you sleep,
Do you dream I would be there;
Just for a minute or two do you?

You ain't ever coming back to me.
That's not how things were supposed to be.
You take my hand just give it back,
No other lover has ever done that.

Heartache heartache I just have so much.
A simple love with a complex touch.
There is nothing you can say or do,
I called to let you know I'm through with you.

You ain't ever coming back to me.
That's not how things were supposed to be.
You take my hand just give it back,
No other lover has ever done that.

Heartache heartache I just have so much.
A simple love with a complex touch.
There is nothing you can say or do;
I called to let you know I'm through,
I called to let you know I'm through,
I called to let you know I'm through with you..
And I ain't never coming back to you.

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Okay. This is it.

This blog will not be operating effective today - until my O's are over with. I have to be on hiatus, like it or not. I'm gonna plug out the mouse and the keyboard and I'm gonna hide it. Or maybe surrender them to my mom.

I need to fucking study, and all these damn things are being daily distractions.

So yeah - that also means that today is the last day for MSN. No more late nights chatting with whoever. I'll check mail once a week, every Friday - just to clear the inbox. Other than that.. the computer will be pretty much off limits. UNTIL O's are over.

And that motherphyucking freak? If he comes to my seat tomorrow, the day next, WHENEVER - that's it. He's gonna be told off. No more nice-jess. I will bite. AND chew.

No more games. No more distractions. This is serious business. My ass is on the phyuckin line.
And another thing?

Choir..? I feel like dropping out. Depressing, I know. After all them entries of begging you people to stay.

Just don't feel like I belong there anymore. Don't know why, but I just feel that way. Anyway, its for the better. One less person congre'd be complaining about of having a person in the choir with a voice that sticks out. Felt like shit today, singing at mass. My voice was sticking out like no tomorrow. And the energy was SUPERdooperWOOPERsian, if I may say. If this continues for another few more weeks, I might just go insane.

So.. yeah. As unbelievable as the next line may be...

...I'm planning to leave SS after Christmas.

I'll be going to St. Bern's with my cuz since she'll be living here at my house after her PSLE and she's got Cath. Classes there @ St Bern's.. so yeah. I'll be accompanying her and making sure she goes for her classes there. Followed by mass.

Still, we'll see.. yeah?

I mean.. We can still have the gatherings and bbqs. And chalets. Andrea, Ms Blossom - just needs to use the red PPG phone to dial and plan with me and Bubbles. Unless of course, she feels like retiring.. then that's a whole new story to add on to my life.

AND another thing, that damn PSP. I am so getting it before Christmas. I. Must. Get. It. Before. Christmas. And have it nicely packaged under the green tree. A present from ME, to MYSELF. (:

And to anyone who gets it before me and decides to showoff - PHYUCK YIU.

Go PHYUCK A DOG. OR A COW. OR YOU CAN JUST GO AND PHYUCK ORF.

Lastly, I just found out tonight that I was blocked over an sms I sent which I can't even recall about.

Isn't that just stupid? Whatever.

Au Revoir, my friends. Cya people back at this channel after O's.