Sunday, November 30, 2008
I failed to dye my dad's hair and my mom's too, it's just not the right timing lol. haha and i notice i can never be a hair dresser, my sense of fashion and things are serious very lousy. i can only do with simple things. lol.
Going for Chrismas treat and preparing for New Year?
haha, that's what i am doing now, before my parents go busy next year due to work and exam, and of cod myself too. having tests here and there.
i am going to expo for the John Little Sale! haha might be going down to the Royal Sports House Warehouse Sales too at 190 Mapherson Road, Wisma Gulab, S(348548)
haha those interested in sports wear should gone down today for the last day of warehouse sales!
There is also Billabong Fashion Special @ Takashimaya Sports Dept Level 4 till 9 Dec
G2000 is have discounts too, every $120 you spent, you will get a $20 voucher. haha there is a new branch @ jurong so should go over there soon, and there might be offers for the clothes i like.
Taylor Swift --> Our Song
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He's got one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I looked around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says...
[Chorus:]
Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talking real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said...
[Repeat Chorus]
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...
Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I... wrote down our song
Posted by Kristen at 11:24:00 AM
