} Roses

Caroline! Caroline!
All the guys would say she's mighty fine
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you
cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though, even though
You'd need a golden calculator to divide, to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

Caroline! Caroline!
See she's the reason for the word "bitch", "bitch"
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
Trying to hurry up to get to some
Baller or singer or somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch!
(Just Playing!)
She needs a golden calculator to divide, to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

Well she's got a hotty body
but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party
she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Shorty, would you call me?"
She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks
get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see your support bra not support you!
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough gets so low
Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no way.. no way

[Repeat 2x] Crazy bitch Bitch, stupid ass bitch Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch A bitch is a bitch, just a bitch

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the song that wyna hates. heh. i saw the music video today, it's actually v. cool. :D i mean even if you don't like the song the video is still very nice. xD

waaah. i have some rubbish malay poem competition tomorrow... !! i dunno what to write about. ._. blahah.

Clarissa got into the newspaper! Well, her aep group anyway, together with twk. it's in Life!, first page! well, first page after the front page anyway. picture is not worth looking at because his face is in it. so that's why wk tan told gloria to stay back the other day, cos a reporter was coming!

and gloria missed it!!

bah if she was there she and clarissa could have inserted subtle publicising hints about IJ ARC.

eh. heh heh.

arg. im so stupid and forgetful these days! vera passed me the attendance for friday's meeting and i misplaced it.. somehow.. for SOME REASON i only remember her passing it to me and then i dont remember where i put it!!! but i know it's not in my bag so it must be in the arc room... ARGH i hope i can find it tomorrow!! i hope i didn't lose it cos it's so easy to lose things in the arc room. :'(

with this deteriorating memory HOW to pass mid year exams.. sigh..

and the blardy CDs still not working! the sound not playing so i have the whole clips without anyone tutoring me. better try it in the arc room com tomorrow if the room is open.. arg.

i think i really should start revising for my mid years.. i know it's really really late. -__- i better study hard. but i'm still in the mood to slack! sigh. i couldn't write lit. notes at all today so i read the entire act 1 instead.. hopefully that will help me remember quotes..

maybe after this i can get off my lazy ass and work on the a maths paper. blah.

i think i'm becoming very disoriented, i'm not sure if it's stress or DUNNO WHAT. but i KEEP THINKING TODAY IS SUNDAY!!! like, i nearly couldn't find clarissa's article cos i couldn't find the whole newspapers cos i kept trying to look for the sunday issue... oh man. and i keep thinking, tomorrow is monday, tomorrow is monday.. what the hell.

meh. I DONT WANT TO GO FOR THE POEM COMPETITION!!!!!!! i want to stay home and SLEEP. mrf. i hafta wake up so early to meet the cikgu tomorrow morning at 8... gahh.. so early..

me want sleep. sleep. sleep. sleep. sleep. sleep......

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2004-04-24, 9:12 p.m..
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