words

Look at me,
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud,
I cant understand
I get misty, just holding your hand

Walk my way
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty whenever you're near

Cant you see that you're leading me on?
And it's just what I want you to do,
Don't you notice how hopelessly
I'm lost
Thats why I'm following you

On my own
When I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I'm too misty, and too much in love

Too misty,
And too much
In love

Penat, malas

Penat to layan all crappy stuff. Malas to listen to all sort of lies. Penat to think of that person. Malas to cry over anything. Penat to study. Malas to create problems. Penat to fake my smile. Malas to make people unhappy. Penat to adjust myself with my surroundings. Malas to feel uncomfortable. Penat to update this blog. Malas to see it dull. P.S: I'm sorry for the past post. I know its lame, so is this.

Hello there earthlings!

I come in peace. Well, its my first blog ya people. The reason I'm doing this is because I'm kinda gettin bored with Myspace and no one practically reads your profile so why not creating a blog? Excuse my 'noobyness' on doing this blog thingy will yah? So yeah, I'll only get to update for atleast once a week or so cause my pc's crashed and I can only use my bro's lappie top which only is available during the weekends. Blogs are like diaries riteee? SPLENDID! Ehhm, what else do you want to know? Oh yeah, I'm 15 and I'm a girl. The name's Raimi. Pretty awesome eyyhh? (-___-). I am a random jackass freak by the way. I get hyper for no reason at times. yeah. Umm, what else ah? Oh, and i LOVEEEEEEEE jazz and 60's music. I'm quite an oldie you see. Not really la but I get influenced by my mom a lot. and somehow I like her type her of music. and it seems to be my favourite genre too :) I like the Tempations, the Carpenters, Frank Sinatra, George Benson, Ella Fitzgerald and other very inspiring musicians in that era. Futhermore, I get high when I'm with my close pals. Seriously. I'd laugh so hard while hitting a table. It hurts my tummy and cheek muscles but I like laughing. SO BE IT. One more thing you should know is, I ABSOLUTELY DETEST SMOKING. Please dont smoke. You know the consequences rite? SAVE YOUR SOULS FOR HEAVEN SAKE. Thats all lah. No more crap from the granny for now. So long now!