Why does it always rain on me?

is it because I lied when I was seventeen?

You can’t hurt me with the things that you do; I’ll pick up dandelions and I’ll give them to you.

Open your eyes and take in everything that you see
Look at all the colors like , yellow, blue, & green
We can take an airplane and fly across the globe
Look down upon the colors, everyone come on, let's go
Because

Love, love, love, la la love
La la love makes the world go 'round
Love, love, love, la la love
La la love makes the world go 'round

Open your ears and listen what the world has to say
Hear the birds & bells and you will have a brighter day
Everyone has a special song deep inside their heart
If you want, you could sing with us, it's the perfect place to start

Love, love, love, la la love
La la love makes the world go 'round
You can't hurt me with the things that you do
I'll pick up dandelions and I'll give them to you
(Puppy dogs, kitty cats swimming through love)

Love, love, love, la la love
La la love makes the world go 'round
Love, love, love, la la love
La la love makes the world go 'round
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~

This blog isn’t dead. yet.

AWESOME.

<3. really, really awesome.

OMAIGAD! DIS HANGER TERNS TU KOLOR YELOW!

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Sandesh and I should really become professional rappers/poets. mwahahaha

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Rowland:

’twas an awesome rapping session with you sandesh!! LOL!

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Sandesh:

Damn straight rowland!! >D
It’s such good fun to rap,
Even though we’re crap!

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Rowland:

LOL!
it wasn’t meant to be that way
we crapped the sexy night away
although our raps were kinda gay
they still all sounded a-ok!

MWAHAHAHAHAAH

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Sandesh:

O rowly rapping badly has sorta become our mission
Besides, our raps weren’t half as gay as folk some folk were kissin’!

… xD; with the wigs and everything. Man.

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Rowland:

LOL!!!
hope that somebody doesn’t see these;
to bring back his awkward mem’ries
will get him very very pissed! XD

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Sandesh:

Though it was a kiss from hell,
I’m sure the assailants meant well!
But perhaps a change of subject is prudent;
Though we CAN discuss it without names,
Maybe it’s best we shouldn’t! n_n;

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Rowland:

ROFL!

You take indonesian
I take sexy french
Even though I’m Asian!
Now my grades stench
and your grades soar!
Wish I followed my instinct
So there would be more
Whose grades won’t stink!
Roar!
LOLLLL

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Sandesh:

The thing about Bahasa
Is that it ain’t so sexy
But doesn’t cause apoplexy
Cause we can learn it fastah! ;D

Besides, speaking Bahasa
Is always such a blast
It’s really fun to listen to
When people speak it FAST! >D

buahaha! >DD

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Rowland:

haha!

when you listen to rapidly spoken imperative french
it seems like a recital of the ten commandments
it’s incomprehensible, simply can’t be followed!
it’s like regurgitating words while being swallowed!

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Sandesh:

The ten commandments seem sometimes to be sort of abtruse
Well, maybe not really, but it’s such a good excuse!
I listen to recitals of ‘Use not His name in vain’
Then I leave the church and I begin to swear again!

When French is by our Asian youth aptly and fluent-spoken
It still tends to sound just a little broken..
Maybe it’s because, in our continent, it’s new
Or maybe there are just some things that our tongues cannot do!

Oh, by the way, my chem IA, is such a damn disaster
I wish I could just half-ass it so I can finish faster! xD

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Rowland:

My chemistry IA’s perhaps worse than what you can imagine
My graphs resemble a cornucopia of post-acne craters on my skin
They fluctuate up and down in a seismographic manner
When it fact it should be simply sloping up like a plastic ladder
leaning on the wall!
omg IB is finally taking its toll
On my life and the lives of all
who sold their poor souls to the swiss droll!

(Whoever he/she is I have no clue,
but one thing I know is true:
The fact that we are becoming more poetic
makes us sound much less pathetic)

HAHAHA

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Sandesh:

The thing about these writeups is they go on for forever
And are we ever sure if they’re finished? No, bloody never!
We hesitate to hand them up because we’ve only half
The ideal number of line-of-best-fit graphs
The nameless school against which we compete
Has analysis twice as complete!

O Rowly! We could publish these
As documentation of our disease
Physically we’re quite fine
It’s just all in the IB mind!

[Also, it's 11 and not to whine
But I only just finished my design u___u]

omg this is actually quite cathartic. xD

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Rowland:

and lethargic!

lol kidding

there will come a day and we’ll decide to reminisce
how badly we were affected by this weird disease
as we transcend along the paths each of us take
we’ll bring them along to keep the mem’ries awake

Like the finite universal expanse that feels infinite
Two years, it seems so long when we’re still innit
But when this culminates, everyone will surely say
how fast time has flown, how short was every day

But this inevitability should not concern us now
We gotta do the Chem IA, but I do not know how
I’m afraid that I’ll produce my shittiest assessment;
My horrendous results serve as a living testament
of my stupidity!

LOL

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f***loads of diamonds, f***ing fantastic.

i love her, i love her song, i love lily allen.

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and f***loads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them

I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

Chorus
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and passing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and its not my fault it’s how I’m programmed to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

Chorus
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Bridge
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner

Chorus
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear

ANYWAY!

According to my mum, we are going to this place,

leaving in 17 hours

gonna travel for 1-2 hours by car,

staying there for 2 days,

where the sun is hotttttt

where the sand is powdery and white

where the sea is crystal clear and blue

Where the majestic blue extends

from the unfathomable sea to the endless sky

and where my English IOP

will await its possible, foreseeable culmination.

ALRIGHT.

(: