Ask not one whose had no or little unsuccessful/weird relationships for advice.
For they might know only how to keep one going but nuts about how to prevent it from failing.
I went for the Direct Polytechnic Admission interview today and I have really no idea if it went well or not.
I am going to skip night class tomorrow. I’d probably lose my sanity if I go.
I have a lot to say, a lot to ask. I have many things to make clear. They ain’t neccessary for now I suppose, though.
Love In This Club Part II
I know we here together
So this must be something special
You could be anywhere you wanted
But you decided to be here with me
No coincidence
It was meant to be
Don’t be shy
Don’t let your boy get in
So you can tell of all your friends
And you can be my secret lover…girl
And it started with a hug
And now were making love in this club
And were not gonna stop
Just because the people in the club are watchin’ us
Cause we don’t give a damn what they say
This is the remix baby
It ain’t gon’ be that way, ain’t gon’ stay. I’ll plan.
