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My blood bleeds red For all those thoughts you left unsaid Well how could you let your guard down And let me impose We’re dying the further this thing goes Well can we go back to where we were before You dropped your heart on my floor Cause it was easiest to hide it all away And never say what we were thinking No you’d never catch me blinking that night ‘Cause I was all of yours So say goodbye to days like these I’ll give it one more try and hope it all seems better in your eyes Well maybe not this time

Credits

Icon: LJ/sixthmile
Layout: tuesdaynight
Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery

Written on: Sunday, May 4, 2008
Time: 11:59 PM




i was stoning away staring at the screen when my fingers just typed pride and this popped out. following which theres this sudden whim to paint my nails black, on my fingers and maybe my toes? or maybe... red. how how how? i should shop for black nail polishes one day.

anyways, phase one of mixer training completed. those memories of mass com flowing back, those days in the recording studio, fondling with the mixer and software, and throughout the entire time wondering where did those weird noises coming from, and finding out later on that the fms building is known to be haunted! im not kidding.

lets see, wishes?
1. ace-ing studies
2. mom and dad accessing the situation rationally and stop being paranoid
3. work going smoothly, i want to be rich! =)
4. basketball (i love my mates)
5. graduate from a trainee to an official sounds personnel
6. to start on spinning and turn tabling.
7. to buy all the stuffs that i want.
8. and those personal desires...

i think there should be something done about the number of universities in town. so many students, so little uni vacancies, and there they go talking about the importance of getting a good education when the opportunities are that little.
i hope all turns out well for u babes, the graduates.


deep down, it's flustering.