Wednesday, January 17, 2007

... irreplaceable...

To the left
To the left

To the left
To the left

Mmmm to the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet, that's my stuff
Yes, if I bought it, baby, please don't touch (don't touch)
And keep talking that mess, thats fine
Could you walk and talk, at the same time?
And it's my name thats on that jacket
So go move your bags, let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick, and see if shes home
Oops I bet you thought, that I didn't know
What did you thinkI was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up, before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

(irreplaceable)

So since I'm not your everything

(irreplaceable)

How about I'll be nothing

(nothing)

Nothing at all to you

(nothing, nothing)

Baby I won't shed a tear for you

(I won't shed a tear for you)

I won't lose a wink of sleep

(a wink of sleep)

'Cause the truth of the matter is

(truth is)

Replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left.
To the left, to the left.
MmmmmTo the left, to the left.

Everything you own in the box to the left

To the left, to the left.

Don't you ever for a second get to thinking

You're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'

You must not know 'bout me (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute

You can pack all your bags we're finished
(you must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed now lay in it
(you must not know 'bout me)
I could have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

Posted by Char at 1:49 AM

Saturday, January 13, 2007

... if God is a DJ, life is a dancefloor...

Whoa.
Today is such a wasted day.

Woke up at 0545 this morning to accompany my bro to his rugby training at acsi. omigawd. so annoying, being surrounded by pre-adolescent boys screaming at the top of their voices.
story of my life.

Anyways, when I came home, I was so tired, I just crashed immediately.
Then internet got fixed up today, so I'm blogging. hahaha. updating my dead dead dead blog. blearghs.

you know, it's so weird, it's like everything in my life seems to be falling into place, and yet, I still feel so empty. blearghs.

Fiz is in Shanghai right now, on school trip. pbfft. can't believe that we've already been together for 5and a 1/2 months already. omigawd. hahaha.
i miss you so much babe!!!
>_<
boo. you suck

Posted by Char at 4:34 AM

Monday, January 08, 2007

... we all live under the same stars...

OK.
I am going to say this once more.
I'm sorry for my "elitist" comments, and once again, thank YOU for your tags.
But SERIOUSLY.
Enough.
Look, if you don't like my blog, than go away.
and I hate to break it to you somebody, but st. nick's isn't a good school, it's actually known to alot of people as the slut school. no offence, and i hope none is taken. i know that there are many girls schools which are like that, and that not everyone is like that, but yeah. you get the drift.

Posted by Char at 6:58 PM

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

... when you're gone, Í'll still be here to hold on...

Ok.
I do realise that my dec. post has created alot of controversy in this blog, upon reading your comments, I feel that maybe my tone has been grossly misinterpreted. What I truly meant to say was this: we come from "top" schools, we've been conditioned to the mindset that we are the elites, and yet we're doing nothing about it, we're really just flaunting our positions in life. Now, I know that it isn't very fair to say that this rings true of everyone, but of the majority of our generation, it does.
We're too pampered, too spoilt, we haven't seen much of the world yet, I know that I belong to that group as well. I may be young, and yes, I'm immature, but this is my blog, and by blogging, I am actually growing up. Having read through all those comments, I do concede that the kids from what we've cruelly and egoistically dubbed "neighbourhood"schools actually make the better friends, and that many people, because they come from private/independent schools, actually don't have the word 'loyalty'in their dictionary, but then again, that was just my personal opinion.
And by expressing myself in that sense, I meant, in no way, whatsoever, to insult the less-privelleged kids, and I do also acknowledge the fact that many of the PMs and all came from neighbourhood schools, and that they too are equally capable of running our nation, but I believe that it is only one in a hundred who is willing to step out of their mould.
Again, I stress that I did not harbour any intentions whatsoever of insulting anyone who has read that recent post. It is, truly, written by someone too young and immature to think of consequences and also inexperienced and blind towards any political, social or economical issues.
I apologize for overlooking the dire consequences and also for sounding so callous.
And I would like to thank whoever tagged me with their comments and insights, it has helped me to mature in that aspect of thinking. Thank you.

Posted by Char at 7:27 PM