Creep by Stone Temple Pilots

Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin' under house
Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
All's I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme

Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal

I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be

Feelin' uninspired
Think I'll start a fire
Everybody run
Bobby's got a gun
Think you're kinda neat
Then she tells me I'm a creep
Friends don't mean a thing
Guess I'll leave it up to me

Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal

I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be

Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal, I like to steal

I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be
Because I feel as the dawn
It fades to gray
Well, I'm half the man I used to be, half the man I used to be,
Half the man I used to be

Só porque é sexta-feira, dormi cinco horas e daqui a duas horas e meia vou ter três horas de Finanças o que sempre me enche de extrema e incondicional felicidade (not!).
Comprei uma mala nova para trazer roupa e PC cá para Aveiro durante a semana, o problema agora reside no facto que a dita mala é praticamente do meu tamanho (nada de piadas sobre eu ser pequenina, por favor! :c) e pesa provavelmente o mesmo que eu. Estou profundamente ansiosa por tentar leva-la até à estação e chegar viva a casa. Pode ser que até dê para exercitar um pouco os bíceps e essa estrangeirada toda. =D

PS: Tá a dar o anúncio do Pingo Doce neste momento. VENHA AO PINGO DOCE DE JANEIRO A JANEIRO!