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Rachel De Silva
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Friday, June 22, 2007

hello all.
nice day out with Neha today. supposed to study, but didn't really happen. actually, didn't happen at all. i do believe i am totally screwed for the CTs.
anyway, while walking around, Neha decided to start taking pictures.
ME!

the model&me,

&all of Neha's new friends.


now i'm feeling totally crappy. yay, three cheers for me.
uh, rachel! suck it up.
-
i never knew
i never knew that everything was falling through
that everyone around was waiting on a cue
to turn&run when all i needed was the truth
but that's how it's gotta be
it's coming down to nothing more than apathy
i'd rather run the other way then stay&see
the smoke&who's still standing when it clears
everyone knows i'm in over my head
over my head
with eight seconds left in overtime
she's on your mind
she's on your mind.
let's rearrange
i wish you were a stranger i could disengage
just say that we agree&then never change
soften a bit until we all just get along
but that's just disregard
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this is the nice part of the song, i'm too lazy to continue typing.


LOVE,

8:06 PM