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Jaey '19
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Saturday, March 19, 2005

White houses


Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bunk alone with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's til the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day

Jenny screams out and it's no pose
'Cause when she dances she goes and goes
Beer through the nose on an inside joke
I'm so excited, I haven't spoken
And she's so pretty, and she's so sure
Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her
The summer's all in bloom
The summer is ending soon

It's alright and it's nice not to be so alone
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses

Maybe I'm a little bit over my head
I come undone at the things he said
And he's so funny in his bright red shirt
We were all in love and we all got hurt
I sneak into his car's black leather seat
The smell of gasoline in the summer heat
Boy, we're going way too fast
It's all too sweet to last

It's alright
And I put myself in his hands
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses
Love, or something ignites in my veins
And I pray it never fades in white houses

My first time, hard to explain
Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think
He's my first mistake

Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
I lie, put my injuries all in the dust
In my heart is the five of us
In white houses

And you, maybe you'll remember me
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses
In white houses
In white houses

The above isha song that i feel reflects wad i feel about a certain bit of news my "charmed one" told me.I highlighted the parts i felt were meaningful in our context in orange n in italics.Hmm..wad can i sae..Sheril..i noe that u arent leaving this year or anitin but the very idea of u leaving saddens me alort.I start to reminise the days i met u wen u were onli a sec one student..Ur ferst words to me were " The rooms stinks siah..isit from your armpits??"..Frm thn on i knew u were one heck of a farni gerl..I am sowie fer those times i listened to those stewpid rumors..n those times i hurt ur feelings...I guess i was blibd n didint realise how much u meant to me.U were a true buddy to me..Wen i wanted to party..u were there..readily willing to accompany me..Wen i fought wif my other frenz...u encouraged me to be strong..Wen pple called me a hypocrite and dissed me..U helped me out..Most of all..u were alwaes there to pick me up..u n naz..mean alort to me...I will remember the times we spent going out...The times u kuotked me and the rest of our gang..I will remember the late nite chats wif ya..the conferences we had..and the many fun moments we had during concerts n band practices..U were one of the best juniors i had in my tuba section..U neber failed to crack me up..n believed in me..evnthough it would result in you being pinched by Farahin..U were urself..juzz plain old Sheril whom everyone fell in love with.Study hard my freind..and prove others wrong..gonna mish u wen u leave..ut do not ferget..we gotta cherish n embrace the moments as we remain as five...Be strong..n remember..if u noe sumwan treats u badly..maybe its time to gif them a taste of their own medicine..Love ya loads..looking forard to the fond memories wif you..memories wich will last foreva...

A dedication....frm your fren..badak!!... =]


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