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Sunday Morning. Sunday, February 04, 2007

Sunday Morning
No Doubt

Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees

I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday

You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well

You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion, so I cant complain

You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well

I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothings looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to

You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
cause you cannot have me
I thought I knew you
But Ive got a new view
I thought I knew you so well... oh well

On Sunday morning
Without a warning
Sunday morning
I thought I knew you
Sunday morning
You want me badly
Cannot have me
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Sunday morning

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right on schedule, i regained consciousness at 7 am with a pleasant feeling i just didn't have the words for. it took me until after breakfast to figure that this was the first good sunday i've had in a long time. no prepping to go to usth to collect signatures to certify my clerkship grades. no psyching myself up, just in case i run into the resident who left me emotionally scarred. no sweating despite the cool air, running up and down the stairs in hot pursuit of a signatory who would eventually brush me off, telling me to find him/her again later. no hair-pulling, in desperate attempt to rearrange my schedule for the upcoming week to fit in more running up and down the stairs in hot pursuit of a signatory who would eventually brush me off, telling me to find him/her again later.

ah! i've forgotten how sunday is really supposed to feel.

i've done everything i've been meaning to do since the new year. i've permanently deleted spam, cleaned out my inbox, updated my address book, checked out all of my friends' blogs, checked out most of the sites i've been hooked on, deleted people on my friendster and myspace who i don't really know.

ah! spring e-cleaning.

i'm off to virramall with my family in a while. sunday is totally family day, for a change.

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don't think a good day changes how i feel about liway, though.

Ana played hooky at 9:24 AM

1 Comments:

Anonymous said...: you made me remember no doubt! =) congratulations on spring e-cleaning. feels good, ain't it? bumalik ka na sa b.gonzales please!!! ;)

ack, forget about liway. that poor, poor creature.; 6:05 AM