MY PLANS OF NEXT WEEKEND

SATURDAY:

10:00 I'm doing my homework.    

11:30 I'm going shopping.

17:00 I'm watching TV.

SUNDAY:

10:00 I'm playing mach.

14:00 I'm eating grille meat.

18:00 I'm watching TV. 

Paris Hilton's Agenda

                        MONDAY:

  She is going to make-up session on Monday.

                        TUESDAY:

 She is going to spa on tuesday.

                       WEDNESDAY:

She is having a prty on wedneday.

                       THURSDAY:

She is going shopping for puppy on thursday.

                       FRIDAY:

She is meeting friends on friday.

                       SATURDAY:

She is going to the disco.

                       SANDAY:

She is going to the hospital.

Present Continous SONG "Olly Murs feat. Flo Rida "

You're a troublemaker
You're a troublemaker...
You ain't nothing but a troublemaker girl

You had me hooked again from the minute you sat down
The way you bite your lip
Got my head spinnin' around
After a drink or two
I was putty in your hands
I don't know if I have the strength to stand

Oh oh oh...
Trouble troublemaker. yeah
That's your middlename
Oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad
Oh oh oh...
My mind keeps saying
Run as fast as you can
I say I'm done but then you pull me back
Oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker!

It's like you're always there in the corners of my mind
I see a silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those finger tips of yours
Cause I keep comin' back again for more

Oh oh oh...
Trouble troublemaker, yeah
That's your middlename
Oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad
Oh oh oh...
My mind keeps saying
Run as fast as you can
I say I'm done but then you pull me back
Oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad
Oh oh oh...
My mind keeps saying
Run as fast as you can
Troublemaker
I say I'm done but then you pull me back
Oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Maybe I'm insane
Cause I keep doing the same damn thing
Thinking one day we gon' change
But you know just how to work that back
And make me forget my name
What the hell you do I won't remember
I'll be gone until November
And you'll show up again next summer, yeah!
Typical middle name is Prada
Fit you like a glove girl
I'm sick of the drama
You're a troublemaker
But damn girl it's like I love the trouble
And I can't even explain why

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad
Oh oh oh...
My mind keeps saying
Run as fast as you can
Troublemaker
I say I'm done but then you pull me back
Oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad
Oh oh oh...
My mind keeps saying
Run as fast as you can
Troublemaker
I say I'm done but then you pull me back
Oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker 

Present Continous SONG "Robbie Williams"

I was there to witness Candice’s inner princess She wants the boys to notice Her rainbows, and her ponnies She was educated But could not count to ten How she got lots of different horses By lots of different men And I say Liberate your sons and daughters The bush is high But in the hole there’s water You can get some, when they give it Nothing sacred, but it's a living Hey ho here she goes Either a little too high or a little too low Got no self-esteem and vertigo Cause she thinks she’s made of candy Hey ho here she goes Either a little too loud or a little too close There's a hurricane in the back of her throat And she thinks she’s made of candy Ring a ring of roses Whoever gets the closest She comes and she goes As the war of the roses Mother was a victim Father beat the system By moving bricks to Brixton And learning how to fix them Liberate your sons and daughters The bush is high But in the hole there’s water As you win She’ll be the hollywood love And if it don’t feel good What are you doing this for Now tell me Hey ho here she goes Either a little too high or a little too low Got no self-esteem and vertigo Cause she thinks she’s made of candy Hey ho here she goes Either a little too loud or a little too close There's a hurricane in the back of her throat And she thinks she’s made of candy Liberate your sons and daughters The bush is high But in the hole there’s water As you win She’ll be the hollywood love And if you don’t feel good What are you doing this for What are you doing this for What are you doing this for Hey ho here she goes Either a little too high or a little too low Got no self-esteem and vertigo Cause she thinks she’s made of candy Hey ho here she goes Either a little too loud or a little too close There's a hurricane in the back of her throat And she thinks she’s made of candy

What is the MONKEY doing?