strike 3
Unwritten
Natasha Bedingfield
I am unwritten,
Can't read my mind
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning
The pen's in my hand
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten ,yeah
Oh, oh
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines, oh yeah
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way oh, oh
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
hello all! i have not blogged in err...3 months? 4 maybe? ehe... it's definitely kinda late to be saying happy new year.
so, why did i decide to blog?
well, our teachers were a little bit more merciful this time, we dont have anything due tomorrow except for the algeb quiz that none my friends get except me.
anyways, back to the topic.
prom. i have been asked to 1 2 proms. yes 2. 3 including my own.
i wont include the details na. heh. it's too embarrassing. let's just say that those guys are major torpes.
strike 1
xs prom...figure it out.
strike 2
sr prom...figure it out.
strike 3
mom...wants to set me up?! shiet....dlsu?!
umm medyo lang, if *say* i did go to those 3 proms, every weekend i'd have to go to one. feb 10 (sppc), feb 17 (sr) and feb 24 (dlsu)
oh. my.
...
limit ko lang sana 2 e....and it will stay that way. i hope. kulang na lang ateneo. nyahaha
prepromprepromplanonanatino!
this is so random.
ooh ooh!!! can i just say that i felt so senti listening to savage garden's truly, madly, deeply...
sorry for the blah-ness
comments? comments?