Time goes by, I will always be in a club with you in 1973Who's the banana head who got so depressed over the council matter?
Kind of pointless to ask since there is only one...
*BAM*
There would be many many many many people I would punch if I could
AND I would if this were a drama of sorts
But it's not, so so sad.
No one's going to have a great illusion
And go, "I'm so going to change everyone's lives."
Oh gosh.
Come on people, our lives suck.
No, not
that suck.
Get your brains outta the gutter.
Guess what this shithead is saying is that.
People
already see ncc as some rebellious society with girls shout, swear and
march.
We haven't got enough brains to even sit prettily and hit some high note.
No offense to choir girls (or boys), you ROCK!
But face the facts, ncc girls are ten times more fun than hitting some note.
You wouldn't agree but each to our opinion, I say.
Why do we have to care what others think?
Sure, I'll worry when I'm some crazily workaholic mom who wants to feed her kids.
Sure, I'll worry when I look like I did the crime when I did not.
Yes, do worry but my question is why worry
now, for this?
It's such a
joke to be saying this.
Ha ha ha.
I'm laughing my ass off.
ORD sucks, I hate crying and yet it's better to go off with a hoo ha.
Fireworks. Pretty but short lived.
Sad, eh?
We.
Are going to trudge it out anyway.
So.
Don't go anywhere.
Then.
There is that.
Maybe.
It's over.
Welcome.
Tomorrow.
With this, I welcome the Part Cs, sent off the Part Ds, give a lovely SMACK to this blog and well, it's not even my birthday.
Lucky me.
Just a few more hours.
Singing, "Here we go again."
