Fickle minded, fickle minded, fickle minded me.
How I often wonder, if this is what it seems
On to the chalet, a day for love and fun
Lose all my sleep to replay the time lost in the sun
Debated 20 times on when I should depart
Finally decided, tomorrow is quite a start
Come back in terror
and to my horror
bro's future school is locked with my future
Did everything, within my puny power
To make sure things never ever change
Zhong hwa, Xin Min, or Super far Chung cheng
The school that looks like it comes from China
I don't want to say it, but it looks really
cina,
And the bungalow there-Ohmygawd
Looks like it comes straight from GOD
A school like that
so isolated
Obviously not very well located
But then, damns, mom likes zhong hwa
anyway, don't know what else to say
Poem writing has gone array
never mind, will up date you soon again
til the time come, don't dismay.
Reverie dreams!