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In California then Vietnam and he told her of his heart

Saturday, July 10, 2010, 10:56 PM

I want the both of them:) Ahh too bad my mum has never believed in ordering stuff over the internet:(
I've downloaded a lot of piano scores lately yay and Gret says there aren't any CTs so it means I have more time to learn those songs and practice my pieces, ahaha. It's not like I don't want to practice it's just that I don't really have time. Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday are all impossible because I get home late and can't practice or I get home and fall asleep and then it's time for tuition:(
I went for Physio today heh actually quite nice leh, I almost fell asleep at the last part because it was damn comfortable:) I wanted to get earphones but then it was 32 dollars and my mum said it was too expensive so then I felt guilty for even asking her for them. She later asked me to buy 3 dollared ones and More Than Words. Seriously.
I want to watch Despicable Me and C'est La Vie :)

As the rain pours

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A Whiting and A Snail-Lewis Carroll
‘Will you walk a little faster?’ said a whiting to a snail.
‘There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?

‘You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!’
But the snail replied ‘Too far, too far!’ and gave a look askance -
Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance.

‘What matters it how far we go?’ his scaly friend replied.
‘There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
The further off from England the nearer is to France -
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?’