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Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'M NOT OKAY
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)
Saturday, August 13, 2005
I'm being illegal again. I have 1/2 an hour. My dad went for his degree classes. Mum has work. Mike is at his NUS module thing.
I HATE YOU, LESLEY AND JIE YI!!! I was saboed yesterday during GB, drill, to be timer. Those of you who don't know. Have you heard someone 'counting' during parades? That is a timer. And Celestine said I was a potential. You see every level has a timer for drill. For the Sec. 2s, it's Rachel Tang, if I'm not mistaken.For Sec. 3s, I'm not sure of her name. Anyway, our level' doesn't have one. The commander normally does it for us. So now I"m suck timing if we do level drill. And Jie asks why I'm so angry. Freak you. The war is not over. Like they say I don't keep gudges, I get even. And I can be very nasty. Just try me.
We started on Healthy Attitudes for Badgework. Lesley was so happy about the last point, which was Boy/Girl Relationship. I was like, '' Mrs Pandian? Do we really have to comment on that? '' She went, "B.G.R. is not a bad word. Just say your thoughts." I wasn't actually doing much. Haha. I was the only one with a USB so people saved their work in there.But only one person was successful. Nava saw the computer which I was sitting (but I wasn't there. busy going around saving work) at and she was like, ''I bet Divya sat here just now. When we came in." 'cause the desktop picture was:
Haha.I wanted to tell her it was I who did it (during P.W. Haha), but Lesley told me not too. She made this don't-tell-her face behind her back. Heidi said that Rupert looks ugly 'cause of his hair. Lesley agreed. Ya, Lesley. I'm sure. VERY SURE. *sarcastic look* Haha...
I'd blog more but I have to go. I'll be back later or something. Adieus.
_broken_
10:25 am
T a g b o a r d
A b o u t M e
Cassie
13
17 Feburary
MG
Singapore
