Young teacher
The subject of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside her, there's longing
This girl's an open page
Bookmarking - she's so close now
This girl is half his age
Don't stand
Don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand
Don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry
Don't stand
Don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand
Don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staff room
The accusations fly
It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in that book
By Nabakhov
Don't stand
Don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand
Don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Actually, what I wanted to write at first was my personnality description according to my name, but I forgot the book upstairs, and I don't feel like going back to get it. So never mind. And then that song started playing, and I have been stuck on that song in the last few days. I really love that song. Plus, it's an easy one to analyze (I figure it's easy because I'm able to :)) - except that I still need to find what that "book by Nabakhov" is (spelling just might be wrong, never mind). Anyways, if anyone knows...

I'm tired. And slightly hungry. And feeling kinda weak.

Hey ! You know what ??? I just turned my head to the left, where there is this sofa-like thingy, and guess what's on it ? My name book ! It's not upstairs after all !!!