The new Hootie and the Blowfish album is one of the best they've put out.


Time has shown me the error of my ways
I try to find you day after day
Our time has come now, our friends have all said
Waltz with me, Talk to me,
Our love has no end

When I'm with you girl, the fear in me leaves
To be in your world is all that I dream
When I walk away you waltz into me

well I shelled out more money today, than I have all summer. However, I've been asking around and I think I'm getting off easy, of course I still have to buy another history book, and that so called, Required Summer Reading Book.

I looked at the Econ book and it's pretty basic, so far. English is same old same from the glance I took.


I was the first person to buy books today at BRBS. I'm either a genius or geek. I'm leaning toward the latter.

Well, yesterday was one of the more painful I've ever had. I'm talking physical pain, not emotional. Unbelievable......

Today was hot. Really hot. I tried to some things, but it was just too hot. When I got home I just stood in front of the freezer for about half an hour.

That's the good thing about depression, you get your rest.

Alright, this is going to be the more lighthearted of my places to go and put out my thoughts.

I thought this would be a time killer and it was, it killed about two hours. I've thought about this before.
Soundtrack of my life:

Opening credits: “Remember” Jimi Hendrix
Waking up: “Everyday” Dave Matthews Band
Average day: “Back To Good” Matchbox 20
First date: “Here We Go Again” Ray Charles
Falling in love: “Your Song” Elton John
Love scene: “Crash” Dave Matthews Band
Fight scene: “Whipping Post” The Allman Brothers Band
Breaking up: “Dream” Roy Orbison
Getting back together: “Bridge Over Troubled Water” Simon & Garfunkel
Secret love: “Feels Like Rain” John Hiatt
Life's okay: “Days Like This” Van Morrison
Mental breakdown: “Mrs. Potter’s Lullaby” Counting Crows
Driving: “Everybody’s Talkin’” Harry Nilsson
Learning a lesson: “Dying To Live” Jonny Lang
Late night walk: “The Sound Of Silence” Simon & Garfunkel
Deep thought: “River” Joni Mitchell
Flashback: “Free Falling” Tom Petty
Regret: “Angie” Rolling Stones
Long night alone: “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad” Meat Loaf
Death scene: “Colorblind” Counting Crows
Closing credits: “Not Even the Trees” Hootie & the Blowfish

Let me set this up for you. About a month ago, my mom gets an invitation for a wedding reception, but it's not just for her and my dad, no it's addressed to.......

Sherry, Lynn Jr., Lynn III, Ben, and Luke Wilhoite.

So the invitation is for the reception for the daughter of teacher at my mom's school. She has become a dear friend of the family since I was in the fifth grade. So, I forget about it. Today I was reinformed about it. I spent the rest of the day, muttering the phrase, "I really hate stuff like this...."

It's true... I dislike anything that falls into a big social gathering. I just don't see the point in making a big deal about stuff. Plus the bride and groom had been married for like two weeks.

The young ones and I tried to get out of it, come to think of it, my dad even tried to get out of it. However, mom won, and we went.

The highlight of the evening was when Coach Bell walked in the room. I didn't see that one coming.

Today I was cleaning out from under the bed. I pulled out some sports tape and a practice jersey. That was the most I had missed football. I smelt the tape, and brought back good memories.

Edit:

So I realized that I was just sitting around, and my little bros were just sitting around. Then I realized that I wanted to see The Dukes of Hazzard, and my little bros wanted to see The Dukes of Hazzard. Later on, halfway through the movie, I realized that the movie was good, but didn't hold a candle to the tv show, and my little bros had never seen the tv show. Finally on the way home I realized how much I appreciate Jessica Simpson, and my little bros had the same feelings.

I woke up this morning and wiped the crud from my eyes. I looked at my clock, and saw 5:22 glaring back at me. I could have rolled back over and enjoyed another hour of sleep, but I took the road less traveled for an 18 year old during summer. No, I hopped in the shower, woke my self up, and started the day.

I had breakfast at Cracker Barrell with my mom and bros. They brought me a big container of honey mustard, and that's when I knew it was going to be a good day.

It has, surprisingly enough, been a good day. I spent all day alone and doing absolutely nothing. I spent an hour in Home Depot, two hours in Media Play, I took a really scenic route home, and finished a book. Alone time is underrated.

No, I'll never forget your face, but sometimes I can't remember my name.

Well I spent the better part of the day trying to figure out the direction I want my life to go. Translated into college terms, I spent all day looking through the MTSU Undergrad catalog. Well to make a long and tiresome story short, I dropped my bs class, and added Economics.

So know I have

English, still at 6:50
Biology at around 8
History
Math

and now on Tuesdays and Thursdays
Economics at 8

17 hours...

"Of course I'm home, I'm always home. I'm uncool."

Almost Famous is on my list now. Great flick.

"An entire generation of Cinderellas and there's no slipper."

"Dr. Marvin, there are two types of people in the world. Those who like Neil Diamond, and those who don't. My ex-wife loves him."

It's like theres dirt that won't wash off my hands. I can't shake this temporary funk, this feeling of wasting my time.

Tomorrow is another day.

and I'll become, what you became to me....

I was going to tell everyone to check out Pepper's Ghost, but I just got really tired. Late nights and early mornings don't mix.


I am really looking forward to Autumn. I enjoy summer, but only the beginings and endings of summer. The middle of summer is unbearable.

I think everyone should have a place that has special meaning to them. Everyone should have a place where they can go and just be. I went back to my place like this today, and it was good. I skipped some rocks, prayed, thought about alot of things, and just got away.


I am a thumbprint on the window of a skyscraper.


...and it feels like rain.

Long before "love" there was solitude. Solitude begat need. Need begat anguish, and anguish brought me to "love"....

I need a job.

That's all there is to say. I need a job. The money would be nice, but main reason is to just get out of the house. Seriously, I feel like I don't have a purpose, except to be my mom's personal "hey boy".

The time is killing me.

If you know of a place that is hiring let me know.

With that being said on to a minor point. I think I like xanga better than this. Xanga's always been there, but this has some perks too.

hmm...

Brian: I think I was in love once.
Ron: Really? What was her name?
Brian: I don't remember.
Ron: That's not a good start, but keep going...
Brian: She was Brazilian, or Chinese, or something weird. I met her in the bathroom of a K-Mart and we made out for hours. Then we parted ways, never to see each other again.
Ron: I'm pretty sure that's not love.
Brian: Damn it!

Dorothy Mantooth is a saint! You understand me? Dorothy Mantooth is a saint!

They've done studies you know. Sixty percent of the time, it works all the time.

I am bored.

I made a second one of these.