Utvilad

Skriver ett snabbt inlägg innan skolan.

Sovit sen klockan 4 igår, alltså 14 timmar.
Så nu borde jag vara riktigt utvilad.
Idag har jag matteprov det kommer gå åt skogen.
Min garderob kan oxå gå åt skogen, för några kläder har jag inte - blä.
Det kommer bli en förjävlig dag.
Nu måste jag ta en titt i garderoben.
Ha en bra dag.

Puss E

I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart I look around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song

And he says...
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again