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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Tuesday, April 7, 2009 }

I'm in a pissed off mood for certain reasons.

I cant get into Restaurant City. Pet society is freaking boring besides the racing. My parents are treating me like a f-ing maid. First they make me do one chore a day and soon it starts piling up. Here's what I have to do tmr:
1) Wash the clothes
2) Hang the clothes
3) Vacuum the floor
4) Wash the dishes that THEY ate for breakfast
5) Wash the toilet
6) Clear my room
7) Scrub the f-ing floor tiles with an f-ing small brush

Would you not be pissed off if you were me? I have 24 hours. Six of which I use for sleeping. Another hour watching Ellen, another 3 hours having lunch with Justin Ng tomorrow and probably an hour or more on the guitar. WTF.

Dont tell me how the hell I'm supposed to spend my freaking time during my HOLIDAYS. Hello, its called HOLIDAYS for a reason. PLUS I'm hardly out these days doesnt mean I'm staying home doing absolutely nothing with my life.

I realise my parents have absolutely NO CLUE about me and my life. Its not that I dont tell them anything. Just that everything I've ever told them is wrong to them so I just stopped telling them what I enjoy most and only tell them what I know they'll wanna hear.

Tragic isn't it? I mean come on luh. I might have been picked out from a rubbish bin for all I care. I'm so freaking alien from this family somehow. TSK. Ah wells.

I'm tired. Metric rocks. LOL. Metric is pretty amazing I guess. But I wont get their cd. I can DOWNLOAD. :D

Metric - Rock Me Now
The town where she was born,
like town where I was born
was built by white settlers
seeking gold and other treasures.
Like me she feels uncomfortable
in the clothing of her ancestors.
"It's not easy" she would say,
dipping her fingers into the ashtray,
"It's not easy to erase your blood."

Rock me now (come on, sing with me)
in the arms of cobwebs
Roll me out (come on, sing with me)
in the arms of cobwebs

Once she found a man to treasure and together
they'd planted flowers of warning, fearing frost.
Late on shallow evenings while their enemies slept,
they hammered the soil asking for answers in green.
His value declined when he offered his name.
Why did he offer?

His value declined
when he offered his name.
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
His value declined
when he offered his name.

When she was 7 years old
she saw a man get shot but,
no one came for a long time
because it happened in a remote parking lot in Las Vegas
And she was waiting for her mom
to come back from working the blackjack table
at the Circus Circus casino.
And that night her mom said
that the two of them and the now dead guy
were the only 3 people who ever really lived in Las Vegas.
Everybody else just arrived, ate their complimentary shrimp cocktail, and left.

Rock me now
in the arms of cobwebs
(It's a one room city, yeah)
Roll me out
in the arms of cobwebs
(So can you roll with me?)
His value declined
when he offered his name.

It's a one room city the wall to wall to wall to wall goes to street to street to street



& his value declined; when he offered his name. Why did he offer?



{ fin }