The first time I saw your face
I was blown away without a trace
I felt so alone on a busy street
when you passed me by
I felt my feet melt away
Melt away

I pray to God I could meet
Someone like the boy I'd just seen
Someone that could stop me dead
Someone that could spin around in my head all day
In my head all day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

That night I saw him again
It was the first time I touched his hand
He made me feel so warm
We talked all night 'til the dawn came our way
Til the dawn came our way

But the timing was all wrong
When I met the one I should've known
Instead I walked away leaving behind my destiny on that day
My destiny on that day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

But I still see his face
In my mind it's the only place
And we will meet again
And I will touch your hand again on that day
Your hand again on that day

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Why are they making us do this?

I can't believe it. They sound so proud on their brochure. The organisers, I mean.

Do you know what the union of NP students are doing? THEY ARE MAKING FRESHMEN ATTEND A THREE DAY CAMMPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The first word that pops into my head when I ask myself why they are doing this, is bonding.

Uh, I do not think so! To bond, you have to know the people beforehand. I mean, with a crowd of strangers, do you really think we can make much leeway with conversation? NO!

And...they are people we have never ever clapped our eyes on before. And who knows? We may hate each other on first sight and we still have to camp together and be merry, ye all.

I am not staying overnight.
I am not staying overnight.
I am not staying overnight.

My mother will try to make me, no doubt, because she is a teacher and we all know how freaky-deaky teachers can be about some things, but I can appeal to mon pere and I don't think he will make me do anything I do not want to.

If my mother forces me to stay, I will make The Great Escape. Hahaha.

But seriously! I hate camps. And we do such stupid, childish things and those things are supposed to draw us closer. How can I feel closer to someone when I know they've seen me do the chicken dance and laughed? huh??? Why can't we just have an ordinary orientation thingaling. It's bad enough they'll probaby make us play Whacko. It's bad enough that we have to keep introducing ourselves. It's bad enough that I can see the word 'forfeits' coming up multiple times a day.

i thought the world of you
10:31 PM