Her name is Sabrina, and she is probably one of the laziest and emotionally closed off people you will ever meet. Don't judge her for it; she's a lot smarter than you can imagine and is fiercely loyal to her true friends. A new graduate who majored in law and hoping to work for legal aid find a way of helping people in any way possible. She lives to achieve success, with no plans of execution. She maintains sanity, with her natural talent of repression; fitness, with weightlifting and circuits; and cheerfulness with singing and eating frequently. She is imperfect, and will always be honest about it.
Words speak
Posso farle.
"Ambition is a wonderful thing-it can drive you, it can exhaust you, but if you look at it in a positive way it can be very productive."-Steven McRae.
"I like to think that while striving to improve, it is important to acknowledge at every stage along the way, when you have achieved something."-Steven McRae.
Bring on the most definitely singular Sabrina for February. Oh well. We met on the 2nd of February. It's nearly been a year...and I keep having dreams about you.
Honestly?
It scares me. To think that you have such a hold on my heart...that I still think about you almost everyday even though you've been gone for so long. What is this attraction? It's not rational. I miss how things were last year. I miss a lot of things. I'm not regretting, I just wish I could savor some more of that time from back then-back when you were a major part of my life.
Is it odd that I want to be in love or at least have a vivid memory of what it's like to be in love...just so I can sing this with enough emotion?
Yeah, her accent isn't perfect but she has such a lovely voice and it's my favourite performance out of the ones I can find online. I disregard the ones that use microphones since I won't have one at the festival...which is in 11 days. EEP.
Mm-- I'm a little bit in love; never felt this way before. Mm-- Just a little bit in love, or perhaps a little bit more. When he looks at me, everything's hazy and all out of focus. When he touches me, I'm in the spell of a strange hocus pocus. It's so...I don't know, I'm so...I don't know, I don't know, but I know if it's love, then it's lovely! Mm-- It's so nice to be alive, when you meet someone who bewitches you. Will he be my all, or did I just fall a little bit, a little bit in love.