Ziva: You have to tell him the truth
DiNozzo: Maybe. Not until i'm absolutely sure lying won't work.
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31 January 2009
24 January 2009
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A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left." — Marilyn Monroe
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5:17 PM
22 January 2009
Gooey
i get all goooey again today.
and i still hafta act like it din matter.
listless.
i was told to be friendly cos my face spells 'get lost'.
my coursemates are nice people. but i guess they have their reservations.
so we ended up talking about school, students, work.
i greet, i smile, i smalltalk.
i feign ignorance to topics i dun like, i smile when i dun know wat u talking about but i dun care either, i nod my head in earnest to pretend im listening, i laugh out loud cos i think your pause was the cue for me to do so.
all i wanna do is to talk crap.
people who talk about work will always be colleagues.
and those who talk crap will often end up as friends.
not that i need more friends.
im more than happy with the friends i have.
just that friends are a much nicer entity to have than colleagues.
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i realized wat i wanna say, wun matter.
wat matters the most is how u think.
i love this song.
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Umbrella - Ships
Just like ships, we float through each other's lives
Through the waters of beauty and grace
We will one day dock at the same port
And give rest to our weary legs
There is a light placed up in the sky
Like the stained glass, time slows down
I wish I could sleep, I wish I could dream
I love the sound of my feet against these empty streets
I saw the whole town burn down
I'm walking away
Nothing stays, these feelings have wings
Our arms outstretched, we are soaring
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and i still hafta act like it din matter.
listless.
i was told to be friendly cos my face spells 'get lost'.
my coursemates are nice people. but i guess they have their reservations.
so we ended up talking about school, students, work.
i greet, i smile, i smalltalk.
i feign ignorance to topics i dun like, i smile when i dun know wat u talking about but i dun care either, i nod my head in earnest to pretend im listening, i laugh out loud cos i think your pause was the cue for me to do so.
all i wanna do is to talk crap.
people who talk about work will always be colleagues.
and those who talk crap will often end up as friends.
not that i need more friends.
im more than happy with the friends i have.
just that friends are a much nicer entity to have than colleagues.
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i realized wat i wanna say, wun matter.
wat matters the most is how u think.
i love this song.
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Umbrella - Ships
Just like ships, we float through each other's lives
Through the waters of beauty and grace
We will one day dock at the same port
And give rest to our weary legs
There is a light placed up in the sky
Like the stained glass, time slows down
I wish I could sleep, I wish I could dream
I love the sound of my feet against these empty streets
I saw the whole town burn down
I'm walking away
Nothing stays, these feelings have wings
Our arms outstretched, we are soaring
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3:10 PM
20 January 2009
i get weak when u look into my eyes
it has been like wat? 3 years since my heart skipped a beat.
i dun like this feeling at all.
this is dangerous. you are dangerous.
but it seems like everywhere i go, u will be there.
or is it my conscious yielding to my sub-conscious.
my sub-conscious is stupid.
irrational and emotional.
a shoutout to my conscious:
"Quit being a wimp! bitch-slap sub-conscious to oblivion!"
i love ur smile.
everytime u smile, i get all gooey inside.
gawd, that was my sub-conscious typing.
enough.
i dun like this feeling at all.
this is dangerous. you are dangerous.
but it seems like everywhere i go, u will be there.
or is it my conscious yielding to my sub-conscious.
my sub-conscious is stupid.
irrational and emotional.
a shoutout to my conscious:
"Quit being a wimp! bitch-slap sub-conscious to oblivion!"
i love ur smile.
everytime u smile, i get all gooey inside.
gawd, that was my sub-conscious typing.
enough.
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8:57 PM
19 January 2009
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The Bird and The Bee - My Love
My love let me go again
Right back, back to the top of the
Slide down sad clown
Oh oh oh oh oh
My clown let me love you
Whats that back to the back of the rebound
Clown hang around
Oh oh oh oh
Hey boy wont you take me out tonight
Im not afraid of all the reasons why we shouldnt try
Hey boy wont you make me out tonight
I get excited when I think of crawling into your arms
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
My light take me there again
up top to the top of the
free fall a great wall
Oh oh oh oh oh
My mouth let me kiss again
sift out, sift out all of the dust
hole black hole
Oh oh oh oh
Hey boy wont you take me out tonight
Im not afraid of all the reasons why we shouldnt try
Hey boy wont you make me out tonight
I get excited when I think of crawling into your arms
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Hey boy wont you take me out tonight
Im not afraid of all the reasons why we shouldnt try
Hey boy wont you make me out tonight
I get excited when I think of crawling into your arms
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh..
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