Sunday, May 08, 2005
This song just keeps singing in my head. thanks to vee who introduced me to this song. gotta love this song....
You and me
Lifehouse
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me
and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on wordsYou've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here
Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to proveAnd it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
There's something about you nowI can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right
Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to loseAnd it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
What day is it?
And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
the origin.6:13 PM
Friday, May 06, 2005
i, nina louise, solemnly pledge to fulfill the duties of a certified hopeless romantic. The following rules are to be strictly followed at all hopeless romantic times:
> cry with ur best friend during a teary, mushy movie
> listen to love radio and mellow touch at the end of the day
> drool over brad, tom, josh, jude....ahhh...whatever!
> believe in the so-called "other half"
> make a bet with your friend as to when u will finally meet ur soulmate
> use the pink love calculator (kal-ka-leytor) to make a rough estimation of u and ur...ehem...prince charming (wut?#!)
> be proud ("it's not yet my time...he'll come")
> trust in signs ("gosh! i think he's the one!")
**wenk**
the origin.11:37 PM