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joanna faith
"Teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." Psalms 90:12
till she graduates




Thursday, April 27, 2006, 8:22 PM

its the weekend.. n its gonna be LOOONNG*
erg.. im in the lovey dovey phase.. yet.. i have nothing to say.. oh wait.. i might as well put up the thing i wrote.. *runs out of library to get h.wdiary* ok hear goes nothing..

The Girl Next Door

I remember clearly,
The day we met,
It's as if it were yesterday,
Never wiil I forget.

You walked right up to me,
Offering a helping hand,
It took me awhile,
To get on my feet to stand.

There was something,
In your eyes,
That told me you weren't,
Just one of those guys.

It's as if the world,
Were watching us,
Waiting to see,
The next verse.

I can't believe,
It took me so long,
To notice a guy
Who's heart so strong

Not willing to go,
For anything less,
Striving for something,
Always to its best.

I love everything,
Each single thing about you,
There isn't anything,
I would undo.

This isn't just,
Another story,
It's not all beautiful,
And made out to be.

For you see there is a catch,
To this fateful prose,
One thing before,
You hand me that rose.

It's the day you come,
To finally see,
The girl who's heart you stole,
Is standing right in front of you... it's me.

*ohhh deaarrr ehehe.. EH don perasan k.. this might not be about YOU.. so.. hmm*

it's rather short.. but oh well.. might see a part two hey.. hmm the answer to the question ooohhh ehehe

hmm i'm about to go for a script reading of our secondary skl play which i'm the only year 11 in.. errgg i think im the oldest year.. but not the oldest.. ehehe coz got yr 10's who r suppose to be in yr 11.. so yeh.. hope i get good parts.. I WANNA BE MISS MTV ahaha how funny wd that be.. hmm it rhymes.. lolz

ok shall go back to revising my legal studies and taking notes.. ooh im so glad it's the weekend.. and i get to hang out wit my caregroup *thetwinsirwinrachbenPOON-lolz-lichundaniel*