Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee. I wrote to you with childhood fantasy.
Well I'm all grown up now, can you still help somehow? I'm not a child but my heart still can dream.
So here's my life-long wish, my grown-up christmas list, not for myself but for a world in need.
No more lives torn apart,
that wars would never start,
and time will heal all hearts.
Every man would have a friend,
that right would always win,
and love would never end.
This is my grown-up christmas list.
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth? Maybe only in that blind belief can we ever find the truth.
Michael Buble -- My Grown-Up Christmas List
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
french folie!
aiyoh, die la... it's 9.10, i have Mechanics of Structures at 10.25, and i have yet to study for my french... especially bad since this is one of my worst parts and i -can- actually study for this. die die die.
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