yesterday, of all days, this song popped into my head.
Jack Nicholson: BumBumBUM(3X)
I feel pretty,
Oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and gay,
And I pity,
Any girl who isnt me today,
Jack Nicholson: Lalalalalalalala
I feel charming,
Oh so charming,
It’s alarming how charming i feel,
Angery Driver #1: Move your ass dip shit!
And so pretty that I hardly beleive im real,
Jack Nicholson: lalalalalalala,
Angery Driver #2: Burn in hell!
See that pretty girl in that mirror there (what mirror where)
Who can that attractive girl be (which one where hum)
What a pretty face(Hum)
What a pretty dress(Hum)
What a pretty smile(Hum)
What a pretty meeee(Hummm)
I feel stunning(feel stunning)
And entrancing(and entrancing)
Both:Feel like running and dancing for joy
for im loved by a pretty wonderful boy!
pretty wrong song for how i felt earlier in the day.
i can’t say much, lest i get into trouble,
but its disapointing tt someone who’s profession involves being open and perceptive can be so narrow and insensitve, blind and unthinking.
i shouldn’t have to earn what i already have.
its like working twice the hours to receive half the pay.
but i have to, even though i have my pride on the line.
this could get awkward, but i deserve what i know i deserve and i shouldn’t have to fight for it again but i will.
despite what i know i should do, the main thoughts in my head are still rebellion and hate.
“the damage is done so i guess i’ll be leaving…”
anyway, on a lighter note, here’s a cool pic i took in malaysia:
of course, i took a while to take the pic so actually, the traffic light was actually timed at 100 secs!