I really wanted to write about Thommy's wedding.

But it's coming back again.

So not in e mood today.

Fucked up day @ work. I swear it's the WORST day ever!! God knows whether tmr's gonna be better or........!!!!!

Sigh, i really dun feel like writing. I shall sing.



Want to, but I can’t help it
I love the way it feels,
It’s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
I need it when I want it, I want it when I don’t
Tell myself I’ll stop everyday, knowin’ that I won't
I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it
I’m taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it