ja, tosdag igen då. men nu har dom tydligen gjort om schemat så vi ska ha typ 3 timmar curler..gaaah. hur ska man orka. men men de gjorde vi men de vart lite långtråkit tkr ja men me musik i öronen överlevde man. idag spelades mest "Party Of One - en riktigt cool dansbandslåt och sen I Wish I Was A Punkrocker med Sandi Thom. enligt mig två riktigt bra låtar (Y) yeeh! men sen vart de lugg :) en RAK lugg, jazz du läste rätt. en tjock RAK lugg.. hihi sen va de ett mördarpass i svenska *suck .. så extremt tråkiiit.. sen så sluta ja köpte en skolväska :D och jobba lite.. cash e ju aldri fel :)
var på stan med jessica efter :) gick coh kika på väska eftersom min sprack :/ haha men nu fick ja ju skäl till att skaffa ny :D va på stadium då klockrena replikerna kom.. haha
- meeh, va e de där? e de flytvästbyxor? haha/emelie
- haha, hhm, ja vet inte undra om man flyter bra me dom? Nej! de e ju hockeybyxor/ jessica
- haha ops, ja de står ju på skylten :P / emelie
sen fortsatte diskussionen ifall de skulle vara bra med flytvästbyxor ( de såg facktist ut som de!) om man skulle flyta bra, ska no uppfinna de... hehe
men ska sova nu puss&kram ems
"I Wish I Was A Punkrocker" - Sandi Thom
[Chorus:]
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesnt care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When the head of state didnt play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didnt have control
And the media couldnt buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didnt know everything
[Chorus]
When pop stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
My mom and dad were in their teens
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
[Chorus]
When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked
And the super info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand me downs
And playing games meant kick arounds
And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face
[Chorus]
I was born too late into a world that doesnt care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair