Hello hello baby you called
I can’t hear anything
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-wha-what did you say huh?
You’re breakin’ up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I’m kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear you I’m kinda busy
Just a second
It’s my favorite song they’re gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won’t stop calling me
I’m kinda busy
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Boy why you blown up my phone
Won’t make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster
I shoulda left my phone at home
‘Cuz this is a disaster
Calling like a collector
Sorry, I can’t answer
Not that I don’t like you
I’m just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing
Sometimes I feel like I live in grand central station
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls
‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Por eso yoooo te quiero daaaar 
Algooo de corazoooon 
Iremos a festejaaaaar 
Hasta que el mundo se abra en 
doooos 
(que no falta mucho :S:S:S:S:S:S:S)
a palabras necias, oídos SORDOS
Sometimes i hate the world, sometimes i love it all.
Situation number one: i have, you know, 'bronca' with everybody and everything and ANYthing can ruin my day because i'm hysterical, sensitive(se diría así?) and emotional(pero para mal) ...
Situation number two: i have LA RE ONDA and i'm soooo happy, if someone disturbs me, well... let it go, YA FUE, doesn't care too much to me in that moment because i'm the happiest person in the whole world :)
But the days in situation number 2, can change into situation number 1 because of simple reasons Y ESO ME RE JODE, i'm definitely not going to write all that reasons because i don't want to; and maybe some people could read this and i'm FRITA ha-ha-ha?
An example: TODAY
i was happy because i was going to hang out with some friends but it was so disorganized, Naty and Vicky couldn't go, Gia doesn't want and Juli's phone was... wasn't... ANDABA PARA EL CULO okay? Y a mí bueno se me fueron las ganas, les cagué el plan a Luci y Juch :S
But the rest of the day i was happy, fortunately. Then i saw something and i said: Wooo i really don't like this situation (no voy a decir cuál) and then i read Juli's note called "Risa" and... tatatatáaaaan: Happy again.
Facebook, i hate you and i like you (no me refiero a 'me gustás oh', pero no iba a poner i love you -.-)
TRUE friends, i love you.
Fake people, i hate you i really really hate you.
Si no entendieron mi spanglish, apologies :$:$:$:$
No mentira, apologize las bolas, jodete y punto.

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P.S.: i hate to be a teenager. And i will always remember this age, beacuse i-love-it








Freedom
flied
away
(hoy empiezan las clases)


Bue, ojo: no es que odie la escuela, voy a ver a un montón de gente que hace un montón de tiempo que no veo y va a ser muy lindo reencontrarme con mis amigos, mis compañeros, con mucha gente pero bueno.. cuando estás a una semana de empezar las clases te decís 'uuuuh cómo se me pasó el tiempo! el año que viene dejo la paja a un lado y me pongo pila pila en las vacaciones' aunque es obvio que te va a pasar lo mismo, y no lo digo porque no hagas nada in the hollidays, sino porque no sé..  tres meses parece más que suficiente para gozar y descansar después de 8-9 meses de ¿estudio? pero cuando terminan, pensás (o por lo menos yo) que fue poco, o te pareció poco.
Bueno a lo mejor estoy equivocada, es totalmente distinto y son puras boludeces las que digo; la verdad no sé, supongo que ALGUNA persona debe de entrar a mi blog, ya que hay doscientipico visitas así queee, si tenés ganas de decirme si tengo razón o no, comentá.
(Sisi jaja, alguien va a comentar y todo, me río de janeiro mirá cómo me río jájajájajájajájajájajájajájaJÁ)


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