::I'm living in a Paradise::
I dream
Don't you? Taufik's good though. I've said that before, havn't I?
Anyway. I realize that I'm so behind on hw, it's gonna take a miracle for me to catch up. But I believe in miracles too. So there. *grinz*
Last song heard: I Dream
Song playing now: Shakespeare in Love
Station: Class 95. Contrary to popular opinion, it plays new songs too. Or maybe I'm just getting old.
Homework to be done:
1) Gothic project
2) Boey themes
3) Hardy portfolio
4) Maths questions
5) Maths paper
6) Econs case studies (FIVE. Argh.)
7) GP essay
8) GP file
I am, officially, screwed. So much for my holiday timetable. lol. Focus-ing isn't one of my strong points evidently. Procrastinating is. Hmph. Let's see if we can change that.
This blog is kinda becoming too self-centered, dont you think? As in, it's a run-of-the-mill lookatmelookatmelookatme kinda blog. So im gonna be posting less here and more in my other blog, which is more of an opinion based thingy. Despite that, the function of a blog IS to assure the writer she's being read - so if you have comments on my entries over there, feel free (please?) to leave a comment. Just so that I don't feel abandoned and alone and unloved. And stuff like that. *grinz* I'm at www.cornership.blogspot.com
That's about it for today I guess. Brain drain. Haha...gonna try to finish all my Hardy stuff today. Wish me luck!
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Hands
by Jewel
If I could tell the world just one thing,
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry because worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I will not be made useless
I wont be idled with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small I know
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
cause when there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
My hands are small I know but they're not yours they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's hands
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