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Friday, September 14, 2007

6:12 PM

Got it from your mama?

I believe by now most of you heard the song by Will. I .Am - I got it from my mama. A song refering to the ladies we classify as, 'H.O.T'. With it's catchy beat it get me all fueled up to hit the dance floor.

Woke up at 6.10 am today, for a delivery of sunshine to a special person via sms. Haha I know how it feels having to fight the early morning of a raging war of sleep and alarm clocks. The disturbing morning noise gets us in the wrong mood, like the subtle genesis of a raging tempest in us. Ahh hardly we find joy in the morning, like we are forced to the stage a uninspiring scene. The dreadful morning we face at the start of each new day, where the only thing on our minds are hoping for vapidness to stay out for the rest of the day.

A melody constantly plays under my subconscienceness, a song for the start of something beautiful arises. Soon I find myself wrapped with the lyrics, leaving me confine with joy. I'm happy for the day. It was filled with great communications, with all the right people. It's the simple things and keeps me up. I feel I can just jump out of my window and start flying. Haha I caught the show Who wants to be a superhero today. It got me debating with myself about the fact on whether I should look up to these people or look down on them. I mean the contestants seemed to have not moved a step up maturity ever since first grade. The sugar coated dreams of the 3 wishes and making one wish that you will have some super powers. If I really could have a super power, I would love to have teleportation. I'll name myself, neverlate again hero. I'll prevent the bad impression on a first date of being late. Well looks like I got it all worked out, so if this show ever comes out, may the world prepare for the creation of Never Late Again Man. Saving the world from misunderstanding and punishment for being late. My super villians will have to be the high expectations girlfriends and teachers.

Well upon receive the last msg from you, it sure spark a wanting to just run away with you to loversville. I just hope you're feeling the same way I do. We'll make our great escape with no fact or friction or storyline to work out. A melody plays in my subconsciousness bringing all joy to me, soon to find the lyrics wrapping my heart confining me with love you left me with. I won't fight back on this one, it may not be true on how I am feeling, but I won't give it up. I'm happy! so goodnight world...