i znowu się zaczło...mówię oczywiście o szkole, a właściwie to zacznie się dopiero jutro na historii z panem P. którego serdecznie pozdrawiam:) no i maturka w tym roku... ale co tam, stęskniłam sie za moimi kochanymi dupkami z klasy więc mimo, że w szkole to moja mordka jest uśmiechnięta:):D pozdrowienia dla: stefki, madziałki, mojej czarnej gitarrki, juzi, gosika, lawendy.....no i łonder też się załapie;) a dla mojego skarba wielkie buziaki:*:*:* no to tyle i standardowo jakaś piosenka; a właściwie nie jakaś tylko pearl jam'u PS.wyskrobałam słoik nutelli :[wstydnis] ______________________________________________________________ Nothing as it seems Don't feel like home, he's a little out, And all these words elope, it's nothing like your poem, Putting in, in putting in, don't feel like methadone, A scratching voice all alone, it's nothing like your baritone. It's nothing as it seems, the little that he needs, it's home, The little that he sees, is nothing he concedes, it's home. One uninvited chromosome, a blanket like the ozone. It's nothing as it seems, all that he needs, it's home, The little that he frees, is nothing he believes. Saving up a sunny day, something maybe two tone, Anything to call his own, a chip off the cornerstone, Who's kidding, rainy day, a one way ticket headstone, Occupations overthrown, a whisper through a megaphone, It's nothing as it seems, the little that he needs, it's home, The little that he sees, is nothing he concedes, It's home, And all that he frees, a little bitter sweet, it's home, It's nothing as it seems, the little that you see, it's home