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Making Out
No Doubt(G. Stefani, T. Kanal, T. Dumont)
Rock Steady

I'm on the second floor
With a lock on my door
I'm looking at a picture of your face
The last time I looked
You were looking really good
But somehow pictures fade
We're on the phone
We're all alone
And that just ain't good enough
I go around the world
To see your face
'Cause this just ain't good enough

So I'm just kicking it I'm counting the daysI
hardly can wait for us to hang out
I'm really missing it in so many ways
I anticipate us making out

Sip my morning tea
But you're not next to me
Here goes another day
And driving in my car
I wonder how you are
While our favorite music plays
The flowers arrive to my surprise
But that just ain't good enough
And I got the note, it gave me hope
But that just ain't good enough

So I'm just kicking it I'm counting the days
I hardly can wait for us to hang out
I'm really missing it in so many ways
I anticipate us making out

Soon you'll be here with me (making out)
Soon you'll be right here with me

I'm with my friends till the night ends
But that just ain't good enough
And honestly you can trust me
But that just ain't good enough

So I'm just kicking it I'm counting the days
I hardly can wait for us to hang out
I'm really missing it in so many ways
I anticipate us making out

We're getting so close now! Every hour, minute, and second brings us closer together. I'm missing you in so many different ways, but that feeling is being replaced with pure anticipation at seeing you again. Just think, in a few-ish days, we can be eating at Cafe Zucchero, and driving to Hillcrest. And then we'd get lost on the way to the theatre, just like last time. Then we'd have to kill an hour or two by eating sticky rice and mangoes at the Thai place we walked by, since we missed the beginning of the movie.

I've been studying for most of yesterday for the second midterm in African History 105 B. All I really need to do is polish up my essay so I can get a perfect score like last time. What a brat! ;-)

I promise to make a more substantial post by Wednesday or Thursday.

Muchos Besitos, Tragic Tuyen

PS. Your flowers are wonderful and plenty good enough.