Yes, it's the last eight minutes of 2007 guys. Sob Sob. Well, I'm gonna go to the living room, but I'll present you with BITCHES.FM's TOP 40 SONGS OF 2007! This is truly a fab countdown, with Beyonce, Hilary, Rihanna, Amy, Leona, Jordin, Victoria all calling in (Thanks De-Yi!) Whoo. Go De Yi & Me. BUT OF COURSE, GO BITCHES.FM Listen as each celeb bitches about the other. Yep. It's a bitches.fm specialty. Gosh. Last SIX minutes of 07 ):
I'll miss you so much 2007. You weren't a fab year, but you were a good one. Geez. I' m going to be Sec 4. This is really happening too fast. But at least I know that my friends are there with me. Well, the few friends I have. And like it or not, the people I detest are facing the same problems too. OHMYGOD. It's THE LAST FIVE MINUTES.
-rushes to open iTunes-
I'm going to RANDOMLY play a song. That song is THE final song of 2007, as chosen by iTunes. -waits for iTunes to open- -waits- -waits- -OPENS- -Clicks Play-
WHAT COMES UP BUT NOLITA FAIRYTALE. Well guys, iTunes thinks Nolita Fairytale is the song of 2007. I'm shocked. Why couldn't it have been Hilary :p Does this mean its the end? The end of my secondary three life? Does this mean I start life as a sec four, the oldest in the school, the supposedly MATURED one, with no room for errors.
Three final minutes. Which I'm going to treausre. Before I go to the other side of the clock. Once it chimes, it will never be 2007 again. I will have to adjust to writing 2008 in my dates; not 2007 anymore. I can't believe its over guys. I've survived another year. My grandmother's death, school fights, exams, new class, new teachers, new experiences, new failures. Gosh. 2007, I'll miss you.
Two minutes. Now I think of all the positive things. Dignity. New friends. Sigh. Good Girl Gone Bad. 2007 produced UMBRELLA. Gosh. Gosh. Ella Ella Eh Eh Eh.
One minute. O levels. Ah. And school's gonna start the day after tmrw. ): I don't wanna go to school. Haven't finished my homework.
