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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Kutabare soushite shine~

"had a bad day again
she said i would not understand
she left a note and said i'm sorry i
had a bad day again

she spilled her coffe, broke her shoelace
smeared the lipstick on her face
slammed the door and said i'm sorry i
had a bad day again

and she swears there's nothing wrong
i hear her playing the same old song
she puts me off and puts me on

and had a bad day again
she said i would not understand
left a note and said i'm sorry i
had a bad day again"

Nothing relevant. Just had a chain of bad days.
A bad combo.
And God appears to be on a holiday.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Bad Day by Fuel.

This is one of my favourite songs of all time. Yes.

-Shahriman Latif

Miss Aida said...

Sometimes it does feel like God is on a holiday. But sometimes we forget that shit happens. And you deal and roll with the punches. Whatever doesn't kill you make you stronger.

NeoWakko said...

Shahriman...
Still alive i see...

I thought the subang traffic had done you in, or the dial up....

Whatever doesn't kill you makes you numb too...