*I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick --
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh --
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way
I don't hate you --
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.*
Got up early just to do my tution work... well finish the rest of it.. den went tution and off to work.. learned about the kidney... Drink heaps of water.... spent the whole day polishing skates.. den another hr b4 closing hanging up the gear...
Did i do it right? Should i have done it in the 1st place? I had to try so hard not to do it... but the more i tried not to do it, the more i couldn't help my self.... but finally.. managed to hang in there but now i have doubts...
Have been eatiing since well 9.. non stop... sian.. goin to get fat..
if you get there before i do
don't give up on me
i'll meet you when my chores are through
i don't know how long i'll be
but i'm not gonna let you down
darling wait and see
and between now and then
until i see you again
i'll be lovin' you
love, me
