in an Avril Lavigne mood

i luv this girl and her music and her lyrics too much... in almost every song of hers, i relate to at least a couple of lines..

i was just listening to My Happy Ending.. "so much for my happy ending".. i like her sarcastic tone a lot..

i dont wanna talk about it... .

hmmmm... my weekend.. or rather Friday.. we went to Star Wars Episode III (we being Mai, Sherif and I).. i've never seen any of the Star Wars movies before, but somehow i knew large parts of the storyline, fa it was cool.. of course Mai and I made an act of chivalry to show Sherif that we dont really want to go but will go for his sake (for a more detailed description, check Sherif's comment on Karembu's May 21st blog (and while ur there, check karim's Star Wars experience too :))
I luv Yoda, the Jedi Master.. i luuuuuuuuuuv his "wisdom".. lol as a friend was telling me today, Master Yoda tells you stuff thats deadly obvious like "Eat, or hungry you will be".. he has this thing of reversing the sentence structure to give more importance to what he says and creates an air of wisdom keda.... Da man, Yoda is ;)

i'm phasing out a lot today..

i will go now.. expect a nice meaningful post soon isA


anyway i leave with a lovely song for her (when i first listened for it i didnt know it was Avril aslan!!).... "He Wasn't".. (Note: if i relate to a song, it doesnt really mean i've been there before.. so Karim-Boo, please no wise "pootchi pootchi" comment ;)) -cool thing is, she is singing it on a Sunday apparently........ read thru and enjoy........

There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's coming, the day I hate.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.

He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.

This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails.
I think it's time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.

He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.

Na na na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na na na, we've all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.

Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.

He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.