Yawen!
First and foremost, I would like to wish Yawen a very happy birthday!. :D My plan not to expose myself has already exposed. So is already exposed. And is somehow exposed. And is exposed. LOL! ):
Oh well, I still have next year though, if I'm still alive.
Secondly, I'm not sure whether should I bring back a bit of some sweet childhood history. It was about when I was in Primary School though, Primary two to be exact.
Thirdly, I'm finally down with flu, body ache, headache, sore throat and high fever. Can't even play my guitar properly.
Fourthly, I wanna start playing songs, I wanna play rock and roll (which I sometime called/dubbed it the 'rock and droll'). But the band I'm in now is somehow a shitty deal. I mean why the hell they can't go along with the band rule? I believe this is the only band that does not makes me happy, or very myself. All my input seems rubbish. Likewise. Oh just forget it. No point, if one disagrees and three agree. This is still going to be some shitty deal. No point for me does all the shits, if you don't answer my calls. I suppose, I gotta bypass your idea. I've been giving you chances over and over again. Dude, you hit my limit.
Last but not least. I'm going to bed. Because I'm sick.
Somewhere in her smile she shows,
That she don't need no other lover.
Something in her style that shows me,
She don't really need me now.
Something in the way she knows,
And all I have to do is think of her.
You know I believe and how.