Today went for the last mr Ong lesson, but the lesson never started and it ended at 9, reason is because there are less than 30 people turned up... So Mr Ong cancelled the lesson. So no Choice den went to CCA camp day 3 (it could barely be called a camp! we come for 3hours a day... For wad!!!)... den dam boliao... sitting in the barely air conditioned room. wasting our life away...
Haiz... no life -_-... Anyway... today i'll post up another song... It is called Alternative Plans by ElleGarden again... i really love their songs... i dunno why... haha
Dreaming of the day we had some alternative plans
Like holding hands and staring up and counting little stars
Smart enough to know it's sort of just a little joke
I'm sorry, i never meant to be like this
Stayin' up for days on end then sleeping long enough
Wasting all the cash on bets, we're so disorganized
Making up all our own rules and happy for a while
Failing all the time, no matter how it's justified
Dreaming of the day we had some alternative plans
Like holding hands and staring up and counting little stars
Smart enough to know it's sort of just a little joke
I'm sorry, i never meant to be like this
Charging all around the town and losing all the games
Breaking up the rules we made, we are so unsocialized
Cheating on the brain, we have no answers of our own
Faking all the time, no matter what our hearts desire
Dreaming of the day we had some alternative plans
Like holding hands and staring up and counting little stars
Smart enough to know it's sort of just a little joke
I'm sorry, i never meant to be like this
It's always in the cartoons
Nobody really understands me
My heart is made of cardboard
I never thought you'd go away
Dreaming of the day we had some alternative plans
Like holding hands and staring up and counting little stars
Smart enough to know it's sort of just a little joke
I'm sorry, i never meant to be like this
Stayin' up for days on end then sleeping long enough
Wasting all the cash on bets, we're so disorganized
Cheating on the brain we have no answers of our own
Faking all the time, no matter what our hearts desire
Dreaming of the day we had some alternative plans
Like holding hands and staring up and counting little stars
Smart enough to know it's sort of just a little joke
I'm sorry, i never meant to be like this
I'm sorry, i never meant to be like this
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