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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Eh?

I honestly can't be bothered to post up any photos.

I didn't eat anything until 2.39pm today thus I had to endure a bout of gastrics. My gastrics is kind of different, it doesn't really hurt, it kinds of feel like there's something pressing against my throat causing me to find it hard to breathe. It's so uncomfortable that sometimes I can talk till I almost cry. And that's not all, if I DO eat, I'll vomit some of it back up again with the acidic taste in my mouth. Sad case, uh.

I'm having a splitting headache too. Roar, enough about how horrible I'm feeling right now, I'll go read my newly bought book:D Oh & my dad found my Jesse Mcartney: Beautiful Soul CD:DD



I'll know it's love

Everyday I walk pass the same old, same old.
Watching couples stroll, there they go, they go.
I don't believe in teenage love,
you can't change my mind.
Cos I'll know love when I see it.
Cos I'll know it's love when I see it.

Friends keep telling me
how great their lives can possibly be,
I smile and don't tell them that I can't care.
Cos I know at the end of the day,
when her boy's away,
she'll be crying.
Yes, crying.

Cos I'll know love when I see it,
cos I'll know it's love when I see it.
I honestly don't believe that teenage love is true.
Show me one that's God sent
and maybe I'll know,
baby, I'll know.

When I see her heart break,
that smile just fades from her face.
She looks at me with tears in her eyes,
asking me why.
Why.

Cos I'll know love when I see it.
Cos I'll know it's love when I see it.
I honestly don't believe teenage love is true.
Show me one that's God sent,
and maybe I'll know,
baby, I'll know.

I know that He provides me
with all the love I need.
And in my darkest times it's Him that I will seek.

Cos I don't believe in love
cos I don't see it happening,
to me.


By: Zoie Esther

Love,
Zoie Esther


Won't You Stay Tonight?

Cos I'm fly like that, yo'
ZOIE ESTHER



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