I have a sudden, indescribable, unexplainable love for all music loud and rocking. Then I will pretend I can play the drums and attempt to follow the beat. I still believe I have natural talent for percussions, ok.
8 hours till lessons first begin, and it's PE. Such a horrid thought, mingled with sweat and muscle ache.
1 year from now, I wonder where I'll be. Sometimes I expect so much of myself I think I will hurt alot when I fall. But then again, you get nowhere without dreams. And
that is why I love Gatsby so much! But I would rather dream on with no end in mind then be disillusioned eventually.
I suddenly feel like summer is really approaching!
When the ices melt I began to sing a joyful melodyAn orchestra of ukuleles strumming in the sweetest keySummer rains are falling from the skyYay. :D
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