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| Music of the month: Madonna: League of their own This used to be my playground Chorus:This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be my childhood dream This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend Why did it have to end and why do they always say Don't look back Keep your head held high Don't ask them why because life is short and before you You're feeling old And before you know And your heart is breaking Don't hold on to the past Well that's too much to ask Chorus No regrets But I wish that you were here with me Well then there's hope yet I can see your face in our secret place You're not just a memory Say goodbye to yesterday (the dream) Those are words I'll never say (I'll never say) This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our pride and joy This used to be the place I ran to That no one in the world could dare destroy This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our childhood dream This used to be the place we ran to I wish you were standing here with me This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our childhood dream This used to be the place we ran to The best things in life are always free Wishing you were here with me |
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| Mood: Grumpy |
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| Let it all out My stress level increases. My blood pressure rises. Screening center staff so damn irritating. Making my life so frustrating. Non-nominated visitors trying to come up. I rejected them and they so fed up. They were allowed up and thats's the best. But they never let the matter rest. I really pissed off. I feel like telling them off. But all I can do is to listen, and they make the matter worsen. I was getting her piece of mind. She scolds me upside down and that's fine. Well she has to bring up matter that we don't understand her. And she had to curse,"Wait till your mother is admitted and see how you'll feel." I just look at her. I feel like reprimand her. Just to tell her off as she bring my mother into the picture. I understand her situation. But on the other hand she should understand that I'm in a very difficult position. I told myself to forget the whole thing. But I'm still upset with everything. Nursing has always gave me an unpleasant experiences. Well I just have to end my license. Written by: Kammy 7.2.2004 10.50pm-11.15pm |