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Monday, 25 June 2007

  • Makes me wonder

    So basically, I get the feeling that I'm wasting my time with some people.  If i'm not wanted, I don't have to waste my  time trying to make myself wanted.  Point taken, I get it.  I guess I'll move on to something else.  I have a full life ahead of me, you know?  I have all the options in the world, and it's time I started to persue some of them.  Let the games begin.  Here I go, and I intend to come out on top.

    Feels so good to be bad
    Not worth the aftermath, after that, try to get you back
    Good Lord, my spinning head
    Decisions that made my bed
    Now I must lay in it
    And deal with things I left unsaid
    I won't do nothing to you
    Forget what you're going through
    I get behind, make your move
    Forget about the truth
    I still don't have the reason
    And you don't have the time
    And it really makes me wonder
    If I ever gave a flip about you
    Give me something to believe in
    Cause I don't believe in you
    Anymore, Anymore
    I wonder if it even makes a difference,
    It even makes a difference to try (yeah)
    And you told me how you're feeling
    But I don't believe it's true
    Anymore, Anymore
    I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry
    So this is goodbye
    I've been here before
    One day a week
    And it won't hurt anymore
    You caught me in a lie
    I have no alibi
    The words you say don't have a meaning
    Cause..
    I still don't have the reason
    And you don't have the time
    And it really makes me wonder
    If I ever gave a flip about you and I...
    and so this is goodbye

Sunday, 24 June 2007

  • Sweet Surrender

    It doesn't mean much
    It doesn't mean anything at all
    The life I've left behind me
    Is a cold room
    I've crossed the last line
    From where I can't return
    Where every step I took in faith
    Betrayed me and led me from my home
    And sweet, sweet surrender Is all that I have to give
    You take me in no questions asked
    You strip away the ugliness that surrounds me
    Are you an angel
    Am I already that gone
    I only hope that I won't disappoint you when I'm down here on my knees
    And sweet, sweet, sweet surrender
    Is all that I have to give
    Sweet, sweet, sweet surrender is all that I have to give
    And I don't understand
    By the touch of your hand
    I would be the one to fall
    I miss the little things
    Oh I miss everything
    It doesn't mean much
    It doesn't mean anything at all
    The life I left behind me is a cold room

Monday, 14 May 2007

Friday, 27 April 2007

Tuesday, 10 April 2007

  • Currently Reading
    Hard Times: Library Edition
    By Charles Dickens
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    Ha.  Well I haven't posted on this thing in eons.  Thats a long time in case you didn't know. 

    I'm being so lazy today.  I've been trying to get a job, and I'm a little discouraged that nothing has come along so far.

    Right now I'm listening to billy joel's piano man, which is a great song.  I love Billy Joel.  He's brilliant.

    I really don't know what to talk about.   The medicine I take makes me really tired for a while after I take it, and so right now, I'm fighting to keep my eyes open.  It's a daily occurence.  I'm used to it.

    Back when I was in school, my first class, you could always tell when I started having trouble staying awake...my notes started going diagonally down the page, and eventually, my nose ended up being the punctuation at the end of a sentence.

    That was random.  Anyway, I suppose I need to go brush my teeth, and get productive.   I don't really want to, but if I don't, my nose might end up typing something I don't want it to on here, and then people would come after me with pitch forks.  So, see ya'll later.