| WELCOME TO KAMMY'S PLAYGROUND WHERE THERE'S NO ROOM FOR SADNESS |
 |
 |
| 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 |
|
 |
|
 |
| Mood: Grumpy |
| Links: Wendy Gonzalez (Latin Actress) Memories_lane.blospot.com (friends) telenovelactorsandactresses (My group) NYP tutorial gp (private) |
| Recuperate I was feeling down. All I know what to do is frown. Friends are there to help me recuperate. But ward sisters there don't cooperate. I'm falling down. I always acting like a clown. Some friends say I appeared unfriendly. Some friends say I intend to behave foolishly. Written by: Kammy 19.1.2004 5pm- 5.20pm |
 |
|
