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Sunday, September 17, 2006

Can... anybody find be somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little, can barely stand on my feet
Take a look (Take a look at yourself)in the mirror and cry
(yeah, yeah)Lord, what you're doing to me
I have to spend all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief Lord
Somebody (somebody) oooh somebody (somebody)
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard (he works hard)
everyday of my life
I work till I ache my bones, at the end (at the end of the day)
I take home my hard earned pay all on my own I
get down (down) on my knees (knees)
And I start to pray (praise the Lord)
'Till the tears run down from my eyes Lord
somebody (somebody) oooh somebody (please)
Can anybody find me somebody to love? (He wants help)
Every day - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm going crazy,
they say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense, (He's)I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah
Oooh Somebody (somebody)
Can anybody find me somebody to love?(Anybody find me someone to love)
Got no feel I got no rhythm ,
I just keep losing my beat(you just keep losing and losing)
I'm OK I'm alright (he's alright)
I ain't gonna face no defeat,
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
One day I'm gonna be free Lord
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Somebody, somebody,
somebody, somebody,
somebody Find me somebody,
find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me... Somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me find me find me
Find me somebody to love, Somebody to love
Find me somebody to love... Find me, find me, find me


hello. last night, when i was talking to cindy, i found out something i figured i should never have found out. it made me cry and feel so upset last night. and it's going to continue on for the next few days. my darlings, please, if i tick you off for the next week, don't take it to heart.

i feel so moody now. i don't even feel like talking about it. mm. cindy tried cheering me up. but it didn't really work much. oh well. i'll get over it sooner or later. but at this rate, i think later.


hai... i have nothing much to say really. there's only mugging, mugging and more mugging. that's all everyone i know can actually think of. me? well, i still haven't started thanks to the thing that happened last night.


anyways. i had a super wierd(i can never spell this.) dream. i dreamt of a man in black, like a theif, stopping my father's car in the hotel/resort genting. then, he was holding a bottle of kerosene and a LIGHTER. he wanted to burn us all alive if we didn't give him money and our passports. when my father got out, my younger sister wanted to get out as well but we pulled her in. then more men who looked like terrorists came as my dad didn't want to give them anything. so the wierd thing was, those men were speaking in GERMAN! LIKE WHAT THE HELL LAH! and my dad understood them and so did the rest of us. like HELLO! i don't speak german. so yes, the car got sprayed with kerosene and before the lighter was thrown down, i FORCED myself to wake up.
i don't think that i got a shock then i woke up because when i woke up, i felt like bloody tired.


it's always like that. even in my dreams i can't bear to see loved ones die. people might say:" it's only a dream" but still i force myself to wake up so that i don't have to see anyone die. probably i feel to scared to see what might happen. my,my jeanette, you're such a loser.


i should give up right? it's high time.


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