Apr 26, 2005 16:40
So, my foot has been asleep for over an hour. (And I mean, really, really asleep. When I try to move it, my entire leg goes numb.) Is that a problem?
I think so.
That would be one of the reasons I decided to skip class today (yet, again.)
I walked to school, checked my email, read my horoscope and found out that I'm supposed to "chill" today. Wait... I think I do that all too much and I really shouldn't listen to my horoscope. However, as I walked to school listening to poppy girl music, I really couldn't understand why I was going to class. It's too good of a day to waste indoors, spacing out in PR Writing.
So, the horoscope is just a bad excuse to be a slacker.
Let's just say: I suck at school.
"The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind
I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken
When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something tugging me
Then I want the real thing not tokens
Things you'd expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass undetectedly
But everyone knows what has got me
Takes me completely
Touches me sweetly
Reaches so deeply
I know that nothing can stop me
Sweetest perfection
An offer was made
An assorted collection
But I wouldn't trade
The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind
The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection (Takes me completly)
Of body and mind (Touches so sweetly)
Sweetest injection (Reaches so deeply)
Of any kind (Nothing can stop me)"