Ahh days of rejuvenation long over its time to fight war, with teachers of the school with everyone in class (lol) with the O lvl markers that mark our papers during the long bitter winter and Satan. The road down is gona be tough but what I can say is after O lvl all lives start anew. Flowers will bloom bird will sing the breeze will dance, <--spring ahh. Ok this time prelim results still crap like duno wad but I can say that I've improved! 3 F9s to one F9 left now and although I never study really much or should I say never study at all, I was impressed with my performance. God indeed has heard my prayers and blessed me with wisdom, esp. proud of my history source based questions 14/15 wahahaha but the essay lol I shan't elaborate further. Nowadays like no life go to school just check papers after that go home also like no mood to study, not no drive, just the wrong ambience. Life seems to have no goal now except to complete the O lvls and CD7. Maybe I set a hope for ourselves, hoping that the band will work out well and that we may have a gig at the end of the year! So you dudes that have read this study hard and practice k! Adulthood seems to be a very exciting phase of life ahh after O lvls we will be stepping into it liao, this is what I call life man! Ok la lets not talk about play now, after O lvl we can chat from day to night and night to day no problem, can do anything you want until you sian, so don't do those stupid things you like to do now or you will regret when O lvls come. Ok so long people do come often to check out for updates and here's a very nice song Im gona share with you people, I fell in love with it straight away, not the woman derr..the SONG!

Doing Too Much by Paula DeAnda



I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)

See you got me all alone
Waiting right here by the phone
For you to call me,
Just to hear
Your voice tone
I keep on wondering if you was even
Feeling me, I keep on wondering if
This was even meant to be
Tell me imma waste of time, boy
You showing me no sign, is it cuz u on
Ya grind, cuz you're always on my mind

I keep on wondering if everything you said was true
I keep on wondering if you were really coming through

Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much
Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much

I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)

I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time
And you know I'm looking fly tryna meet sum other guys
But it gets hard sometimes cuz there ain't no one just like you
I try my best but I can't shake this thing u got me going through

All i can picture is the color of your eyes, and the way u make me smile
I ain't felt this in a while,
But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion
Chaos and confusion but I'm not gonna let it ruin

The way I feel about myself cuz I got self-esteem, sometimes I
Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy

The way I feel about myself cuz I got self-esteem, sometimes I
Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy

I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)

[Baby Bash:]
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha

Ronnie Ray all day
Women in the hall way, Ev day losing track of the people tryna call me
Don't take this the wrong way, I been having long days, doing it, moving
Round the town wherever I'm getting my song played

Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much

Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much

I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much (too much)

Doing Too Much

I love you God ~ 9:28 PM