I spent all last night with the one person that seems the farthest away. And everything is so perfect now. I was paranoid, things are never as bad as I thought they were. She cares, she really does... and right now... I don't need anything else. It has amde today one of those great days. Where you feel like you can scream things to the world on some sort of mountain. Where the best feeling thing is to listen to Simon and Garfunkle and just think about her. which brings me to my next point, Mrs. Robinson is a paeice of literary HISTORY.
Just getting lost in the thought of her voice, and talking about pointless things like how big my words are. I guess i don't think enough about how much she means to me, and happy she truly makes me. I dremt about her, right after I left her. I don't remember what happened or where, but we were together, and everything was happy. Then i went to swim and heard Mrs. Robinson on the radio. That song is never cooler than when you are screaming it at the top of you're lungs and grooving in the back seat of a Malibu with Ryan and Quinton.
I wish Mike were back, and that she could get here sooner. Everything would be so perfect. And it's the only thing that could make today any better. For now, I'm content. No, I'm more than content. I'm not settling for saying I'm just content anymore. I'm OVERJOYED. And I can only thank her. I got to hang out with my brother Scott all day today. And I've reaized I'm no longer his dorky brother who's 10 years younger than he is. I'm his friend who he calls to kill Koreans on his new game. He hold respect for me and that kicks.
And above all. My new jacket KICKS! pure and simple. there isn't really anything lef to say here I guess. So now you guys can talk about it. And to the one who made my day...
remember me.
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Friday, December 24, 2004
Thinking of you.. errrrr.... her
I’ll wait til the clock strikes a nerve to spend some time with you
I can’t stand to depend on the shadow I cast alone when we should
For the sake of making a statement
Let’s make our presence known
Let’s show them what were made of
We'll show up in our outfits we planned ahead
To meet the qualifications for a special occasion
Today is your day today is our day
Making up for lost time
Making a scene oh yeah
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
Your picture is clearly in sight
So let’s meet at the mouth for a kiss
That’s been so long overdue
No thanks to the two thousands of miles
And the touring we always do
(It makes me miss you more)
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
Your picture is clearly in sight
I could explode
Cuz you just never, you never know
It would suit the moment perfectly
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
Your picture is clearly in sight
I can’t stand to depend on the shadow I cast alone when we should
For the sake of making a statement
Let’s make our presence known
Let’s show them what were made of
We'll show up in our outfits we planned ahead
To meet the qualifications for a special occasion
Today is your day today is our day
Making up for lost time
Making a scene oh yeah
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
Your picture is clearly in sight
So let’s meet at the mouth for a kiss
That’s been so long overdue
No thanks to the two thousands of miles
And the touring we always do
(It makes me miss you more)
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
Your picture is clearly in sight
I could explode
Cuz you just never, you never know
It would suit the moment perfectly
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
You’ve made a lasting impression
And if it doesn’t feel right
Then I just can’t go wrong
I’ve been sleeping with the lights on
So if I wake in the night
Your picture is clearly in sight
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Confusion
I'm kind of torn right nw, I am exstatic that it's christmas... But i for some reason don't want to be home. I get the feeling this is one of thise breaks where is it at home and play nintendo with my brother because no one calls me... Not that i don't love my brother or anything... but i still wish i could go to school where i KNOW i can hang out with friends... I think i'm losing my mind.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
One of those days
I have had a great day today, Everyone i saw was smiling, nd even if they were faking it i don't care. This is why i love the holidays so much, no one is worried about the drama and the stupid feeling that they have to feel sad in order to feel anything. The spirit of christmas is one of joy and that is why everyone loves christmas.
I love days when the world is joyful and everyone is ok with things. Even if your not having a great time that doesn't mean that you aren't supposed to. I beleive that people are here so that that they can be happy. NOT so that things can be good sometimes. We aren't looking for good things in a sea of sorrow. It is an experience of pain that leads to more joy than we had before. No matter how bad things are, if you can read this, you have access to a computer and the internet, that makes you luckier than %95 of the word.
I don't want to use the term that things can get worse, and I don't have to because we all know they can. Everyone on this blog i have seen laugh, and i mean truly laugh. I don't care what any of you will try to feed people about how you fake being happy and all of that. You can't elp but admit that when you see someone you like smile at you, or a friend acheive greatness that you didn't experience SOME joy, and if you are then you need to find someone that makes you joyfull if you can't be satisfied with yourself. Thigs are good, for ALL of us, and no one can convince me different. My friend helped get out of a slump and it made me so much better. life is only crap if you let yourself beleive it.
Remember. 'Tis the season to be jolly. And santa doesn't only watch in december so that means it's ALWAYS the season to be jolly. And when worse comes to worse... just remember why others are happy and mooch off it... take sants for instance, his life sucks, he lifes in the middle of an icy desert with a bunch of midgets and livestock. But he finds things that make him happy, like the fact that he knows which little irls are naughty... i mean naughty or nice.
everyone...
*HAPPY HOLIDAYS!*
I love days when the world is joyful and everyone is ok with things. Even if your not having a great time that doesn't mean that you aren't supposed to. I beleive that people are here so that that they can be happy. NOT so that things can be good sometimes. We aren't looking for good things in a sea of sorrow. It is an experience of pain that leads to more joy than we had before. No matter how bad things are, if you can read this, you have access to a computer and the internet, that makes you luckier than %95 of the word.
I don't want to use the term that things can get worse, and I don't have to because we all know they can. Everyone on this blog i have seen laugh, and i mean truly laugh. I don't care what any of you will try to feed people about how you fake being happy and all of that. You can't elp but admit that when you see someone you like smile at you, or a friend acheive greatness that you didn't experience SOME joy, and if you are then you need to find someone that makes you joyfull if you can't be satisfied with yourself. Thigs are good, for ALL of us, and no one can convince me different. My friend helped get out of a slump and it made me so much better. life is only crap if you let yourself beleive it.
Remember. 'Tis the season to be jolly. And santa doesn't only watch in december so that means it's ALWAYS the season to be jolly. And when worse comes to worse... just remember why others are happy and mooch off it... take sants for instance, his life sucks, he lifes in the middle of an icy desert with a bunch of midgets and livestock. But he finds things that make him happy, like the fact that he knows which little irls are naughty... i mean naughty or nice.
everyone...
*HAPPY HOLIDAYS!*
Another year down.
So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance.
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For selfl assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that can hold us back
So this is the new year?
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance.
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For selfl assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that can hold us back
So this is the new year?
Sunday, December 19, 2004
Well...sad news....Asay will probably kill me...oh well...*sigh* It must be done.
Since I have been so persecuted for my lyric posting and..well...being MYSELF, The Short One is moving. Its kind of like the Mormon pioneers. I'm going somewhere that I can be free! So, Shamae and I created a Blog of Spacials! Whoo hoo!! So, maybe I'll return here once in a while, and make some guest appearances, but for now...my major posting action will be here:
http://www.spacialunited.blogspot.com/
http://www.spacialunited.blogspot.com/
Saturday, December 18, 2004
And now for the amazing part...
So, both of these songs apply to my life RIGHT NOW. So, here you go. Me and my amazingly drugged brain came up with THIS: The combination title. Are you ready for this? "Wake me up when my December ends."
Shut up...I thought it was cool.
Okay...that is the LAST time I blog when I am on serious meds.
Shut up...I thought it was cool.
Okay...that is the LAST time I blog when I am on serious meds.
Change all the "Septembers" to "Decembers" cuz this song applies to me right now.
Wake Me Up When September Ends
by Green Day
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when september ends
Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when september ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when september ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when september ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when september ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when september ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when september ends
Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when september ends
Wake me up when september ends
Wake me up when september ends...
by Green Day
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when september ends
Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when september ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when september ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when september ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when september ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when september ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when september ends
Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when september ends
Wake me up when september ends
Wake me up when september ends...
This blog is for Shamae..because she was bored and needed something to read...and because this is one of my new favorite songs.
My December by Linkin Park
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
These are my snow-covered trees
This is me pretending
This is all I need
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to...
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
These are my snow-covered trees
This is me pretending
This is all I need
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to...
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
This is my favorite Story of the Year song...so...I was OBLIGATED to post it...*ehem*...
I promise I will post something that requires a little bit of intelligence tomorrow...but for now...
Until the Day I Die by Story of the Year
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you,
for you
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you
As years go by
I race the clock with you
But if you died right now
You know that I'd die to
I'd die too
You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was (I was)
But still the second hand will catch us
Like it always does
We'll make the same mistakes
I'll take the fall for you
I hope you need this now
Cause I know I still do
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Should I bite my tongue?
Until blood soaks my shirt
We'll never fall apart
Tell me why this hurts so much
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we'll say,
"remember when"
Just like we always do
Just like we always do
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Yeah I'd spill my heart!!!
Yeah I'd spill my heart for you!!!
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Mistakes like friends do
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Made the same mistakes
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you,
for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you,
for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
Until the day I die!!!
Until the Day I Die by Story of the Year
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you,
for you
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you
As years go by
I race the clock with you
But if you died right now
You know that I'd die to
I'd die too
You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was (I was)
But still the second hand will catch us
Like it always does
We'll make the same mistakes
I'll take the fall for you
I hope you need this now
Cause I know I still do
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Should I bite my tongue?
Until blood soaks my shirt
We'll never fall apart
Tell me why this hurts so much
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we'll say,
"remember when"
Just like we always do
Just like we always do
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Yeah I'd spill my heart!!!
Yeah I'd spill my heart for you!!!
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Mistakes like friends do
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Made the same mistakes
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you,
for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you,
for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
Until the day I die!!!
I have joined the ranks of blogging mad women...
Sorry, my friend let me borrow his Story of the Year c.d.
In The Shadows by...*sigh* Story of the Year
We both take the hardest punches
And collect black eyes just to prove it
Still we pass by just like strangers
And we speak just like the closest enemies
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far
Somehow my words are rendered useless
Still I pull my lip down to my chest
Just to show you how my jaw is
Tired from waiting to say the things that you should hear (you should hear)
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far
Afterall we're still the same
These empty promises seem to never change
there's a smile on my face and it's 2:55 AM
and this cramp in my wrist puts me back to sleep till it all comes around again
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far...
In The Shadows by...*sigh* Story of the Year
We both take the hardest punches
And collect black eyes just to prove it
Still we pass by just like strangers
And we speak just like the closest enemies
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far
Somehow my words are rendered useless
Still I pull my lip down to my chest
Just to show you how my jaw is
Tired from waiting to say the things that you should hear (you should hear)
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far
Afterall we're still the same
These empty promises seem to never change
there's a smile on my face and it's 2:55 AM
and this cramp in my wrist puts me back to sleep till it all comes around again
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
WITH A CLOSED FIST!
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can fall into the night unscarred
Woah,
in the shadows of our life
We can never let it go this far...
Okay, fine...last one I PROMISE!!! (for today at least..)
In Her Bedroom by Story of the Year
We both want the world
But we both know that this gets old
If I could open up my chest then maybe
I could find a way to give you
Just a little piece of my heart
Sometimes I would rather cut your lips
Right off your face than kiss them goodnight
But then,
sometimes
You can make a room feel perfect when you try
Because a mouth full of lies will leave a sour taste
That cuts just like a knife as it slides down your throat
Yeah you would give up the world and fall to your knees to show me that you care
We could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know
Yeah,
here we go
If I could find your eyes from across the room we have to try
Not to throw away this happiness
If the air explodes between us then this is more than just a feeling
Today I woke up missing you another day goes by alone
We could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know
Yeah,
here we go
Not every movie has a happy ending
But frame by frame I learn to love you
When I see flowers bloom in your footsteps
I learn to love you
I learn to love you
Frame by frame
Here we go
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be,
yeah
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Yeah,
here we go
We both want the world
But we both know that this gets old
If I could open up my chest then maybe
I could find a way to give you
Just a little piece of my heart
Sometimes I would rather cut your lips
Right off your face than kiss them goodnight
But then,
sometimes
You can make a room feel perfect when you try
Because a mouth full of lies will leave a sour taste
That cuts just like a knife as it slides down your throat
Yeah you would give up the world and fall to your knees to show me that you care
We could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know
Yeah,
here we go
If I could find your eyes from across the room we have to try
Not to throw away this happiness
If the air explodes between us then this is more than just a feeling
Today I woke up missing you another day goes by alone
We could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know
Yeah,
here we go
Not every movie has a happy ending
But frame by frame I learn to love you
When I see flowers bloom in your footsteps
I learn to love you
I learn to love you
Frame by frame
Here we go
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be,
yeah
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Yeah,
here we go
Yet...another song of the day.
Whoah...so I just realized something. I have a love affair with music. An obsession even. I devour each new set of lyrics and chords, the notes are absorbed by my brain. I'm addicted to it. I can't live without it.
So...this is yet ANOTHER song of the day. *sigh*....sooooooo good...
Said and Done by Eighteen Visions
close the book and turn the page.
exit players from the stage.
count the moons and stars but please stop fighting wars with me.
after all is said and done you still try.
after all is said and done you're not mine.
turn your back on all hope.
this sheep has shed his winter coat.
you send your notes and ranting.
this pigeon has hard times landing.
after all is said and done you still try.
after all is said and done you're not mine.
So...this is yet ANOTHER song of the day. *sigh*....sooooooo good...
Said and Done by Eighteen Visions
close the book and turn the page.
exit players from the stage.
count the moons and stars but please stop fighting wars with me.
after all is said and done you still try.
after all is said and done you're not mine.
turn your back on all hope.
this sheep has shed his winter coat.
you send your notes and ranting.
this pigeon has hard times landing.
after all is said and done you still try.
after all is said and done you're not mine.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
I'm addicted to this song...of course I have yet to actually hear it performed...yet it still means a lot to me...
Last Goodbye by The Hurt Process
So this is it, so this is it. This is our last goodbye,
I had visions of us torn apart while we sat to cry.
But it's ripped from view, just as we have been.
Dismembered, Oh to see you,
Gather all your thoughts
Decide what you want,
Have you ever wondered?
What once went wrong?
Gather all your thoughts and decide,
Have you ever wondered?
What... went wrong?
So, my dear I'm sorry,
But I’m leaving you pictures,
And the moments that we shared, our lives
It’s pressing. Wish I could keep death waiting,
As I hope to hold you tight
Gather all your thoughts
Decide what you want,
Have you ever wondered?
What once went wrong?
Gather all your thoughts and decide,
Have you ever wondered?
What... went wrong?
I wish... I could keep death waiting I wish... Don't tear us apart...
Gather all your thoughts
Decide what you want,
Have you ever wondered?
What once went wrong?
Gather all your thoughts and decide,
Have you ever wondered?
What... went wrong?...
So this is it, so this is it. This is our last goodbye,
I had visions of us torn apart while we sat to cry.
But it's ripped from view, just as we have been.
Dismembered, Oh to see you,
Gather all your thoughts
Decide what you want,
Have you ever wondered?
What once went wrong?
Gather all your thoughts and decide,
Have you ever wondered?
What... went wrong?
So, my dear I'm sorry,
But I’m leaving you pictures,
And the moments that we shared, our lives
It’s pressing. Wish I could keep death waiting,
As I hope to hold you tight
Gather all your thoughts
Decide what you want,
Have you ever wondered?
What once went wrong?
Gather all your thoughts and decide,
Have you ever wondered?
What... went wrong?
I wish... I could keep death waiting I wish... Don't tear us apart...
Gather all your thoughts
Decide what you want,
Have you ever wondered?
What once went wrong?
Gather all your thoughts and decide,
Have you ever wondered?
What... went wrong?...
Monday, December 13, 2004
In honor of Shamae...
Back Home by Yellowcard
Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone
And sometimes I need someone to say, "You'll be all right. What's on your mind?"
But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear, and empty handed after two long years
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance to feel it
Back home I always thought I wanted so much more, now I'm not too sure
Cause sometimes I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free
Free to stand beside the ocean in moonlight
And light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it
Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line
Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time
And the eyes get red in the back of your head, this place will make you blind
Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine
Another sunny day beneath this cloudless sky
Sometimes I wish that it would rain here
And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes
There's nothing real for them to see here
Another starry night in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it...
Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone
And sometimes I need someone to say, "You'll be all right. What's on your mind?"
But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear, and empty handed after two long years
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance to feel it
Back home I always thought I wanted so much more, now I'm not too sure
Cause sometimes I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free
Free to stand beside the ocean in moonlight
And light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky
Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it
Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line
Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time
And the eyes get red in the back of your head, this place will make you blind
Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine
Another sunny day beneath this cloudless sky
Sometimes I wish that it would rain here
And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes
There's nothing real for them to see here
Another starry night in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it...
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Is she the girl all the bad boys want? If so...then it IS me...
You're used to people telling you that you're cute because you simply are!
Your love for beauty and all things social makes you a positive force amongst any group of people.
Although you may seem delicate and fanciful on the outside, you're a lot stronger than people
think you are. Purity, inner strength, and a sense of aesthetics is what makes you Xianghua.
Which Soul Calibur character are you?
this quiz was made by david park
I hate the stupid game anyway.
OK...Voldo's just retarded, but he also happens to be the funniest damn video game character EVER!
Your unconventional humor and love for the retarded makes you the perfect Voldo.
Unexplained behavior, interesting clothing, and a wicked sense of humor is what makes you the life
of any party! In the game, Voldo happens to be blind, deaf, and mute. Through your eagerness to
make people laugh, you may hurt people a long the way due to lack of senses. Be careful not to
bash on other wierdos, and you'll be everybody's favorite character.
Which Soul Calibur character are you?
this quiz was made by david park
Sunday, December 05, 2004
Mia? Hmmm...maybe if I actually see Pulp Fiction it would make more sense...
 You're known for starting trouble. But you play it cool. Besides, no one can resist your sharp eyes and quick wit. *They* eat from the palm of your hand. Though you have weaknesses, which may have deadly consequences, you, are resurrected, as if the gods themselves breathed immortality into you. Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz. |
HOORAH!!!!!!
Sousa made like... My week, I took the test that he linked to on his blog, and it made me so joyous. So I must spread this joy to others. Try the test, I'm lance (That's right... LANCE!)
 Your inner child screams for cartoons and sugary cereals, but your adult tastes love the buzz of quality mind altering substances. Sooner or later, you're going to have to grow up, at least a bit. Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz. |
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