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Sep 23, 2007
double sigh..

sometimes i feel like giving nicholas a punch in the face. he has hurt too many people ok! because just today he smsed jaime to 'stop it.' she already stop what. i'm sooo angry at him! why cant he just look at himself in the mirror and see how digusting his guts are? he likes to HURT people ok? HURT. sigh. well let me tell you that words can hurt too if you didnt know. argh..so pissed at him. why cant he leave my friends alone..

can't wait for tmw!
monday monday...
hahahahaha...
(im kinda siao these days.)

later..
Papa loves mambo
Mama loves mambo
Look at 'em sway with it
Gettin' so gay with it
Shoutin' "olay" with it, wow (huh)

Papa loves mambo
(Papa loves mambo)
Mama loves mambo
(Mama loves mambo)
Papa does great with it
Swings like a gate with it
He loses weight with it, now

He goes to, she goes fro
He goes fast, she goes slow
He goes left 'n' she goes right

(Papa's lookin' for Mama)
(But mama is nowhere in sight) (huh)




If music be the food of love, play on.