Summers are just weird. They make me nostalgic for some reason. I don’t know. =\ .
After my exams end, I'm going to experiment with my blogs template.
What a shame, what a shame
To judge a life that you can't change
The choir sings, the church bells ring
So won't you give this man his wings?
What a shame, to have to beg you to
see we're not all the same, what a shame!
I wish i could write songs like that.
There’s a candle on the table next to me. It smells awesome. I often just pick it up and smell it and then put it back in its place.
Oh i love the black ball point I'm using nowadays. It makes me want to write.
Every minute, 8 babies are born in Pakistan, according to the 04-05 survey. Which means, every 15 seconds, 2 babies. Which means a baby is born every 7.5 seconds. By the time i finish this post, a hundred babies would've been born.
Happy birthday to all you new babies :D !
I’m hungry! I love my red tee.
I should get back to studying now. More later.
Bye bye nice people. =p
p.s. I want a drawing room like this.