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November 05, 2006

giving in to the comforts of an empty room
i'm so afraid of losing all the faith i have in you
starlight will guide us home under the dark sky
so wait for me 
i confess as soon as we met 
i gave you my best one hundred percent of me
i confess as soon as we met 
i gave you my best one hundred percent of me
smoke is rising faster and we'll fall behind
wait this out with me
slowly crawling back to what we left behind
waiting now we're wasted
i confess as soon as we met 
i gave you my best one hundred percent of me
i confess as soon as we met 
i gave you my best one hundred percent of me
and in my head i feel undressed
I'm hanging by a thread

locked down shut out and your smile's
just throwing fuel on the fire

i confess as soon as we met 
i gave you my best one hundred percent of me

'one hundred percent' by the forecast

Survey Time!

September 10, 2006Just out of curiosity, how many people think i'm crazy?  Now don't everyone pipe in at once, but think about it a second...  And if it's not too much trouble, please let me know why you think i'm crazy or not.  Oh, and it doesn't matter if you actually know who I am or not, although most people do by now.  Also, if you don't feel comfortable forming an opinion of my mental health, simply let me know.  I also want to know hiw many people actually read the crap I put on here, so it takes care of two things at once.  Now that I have successfuly rambled, feel free to leave me a comment or send me a message... or not.

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August 08, 2006

Okay, when the people that choose music to play on the radio find a good song that other people actually like, they play it way too much.  This is why I don’t listen to the radio anymore.  But I do hear a little bit while switching CDs, and almost every time I do hear it, there is the same song playing.  Now, I know that this song is being overplayed, but since I am not the one having to listen to it over and over, I rather enjoy having a good song play while I search for another CD.  In case anyone reading this is wondering what drove me to write about such random crap, the answer is… well there is no answer.  I’m just that bored.  Anyhow, here are my lyrics for the day:

 

If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask
Would you like that?
Would you like that?

And I don't mind
If you say this love is the last time
So now I'll ask
Do you like that?
Do you like that?

No

Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
So tell me how it should be

Try to find out what makes you tick
As I lie down
Sore and sick
Do you like that?
Do you like that?

There's a fine line between love and hate
And I don't mind
Just let me say that I like that
I like that

Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane
So tell me how it should be

Desperate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love
Die for anyone
What have I become

Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place
In the diary of Jane

 

“The Diary of Jane” by Breaking Benjamin

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August 07, 2006

Not much to say today, I have to go get new tags for my car soon, which won’t be fun.  But really, I have nothing to do.  Even if I did have something to do, I only have $10.92, all of which is going towards gas.  I’m really feeling the downside of not having a job, but then again I make a good bum, so it’s all good.  Anyhow, my lyrics for today are:

 

It takes some time
you look at me
you don't like what you see
I don't like who I am
I can change, I can change.

It takes some time
in your factory
if there's a recipe
just tell me what to do
and I'll slowly rearrange

it takes some time
so bare with me
you're always there with me
looking in the mirror
it's much clearer now, I hear ya now
echoes in my ear I can change but do I want to?
nevermind...every time...what you say...when you want it

Find myself inside myself and no one else can find it for me
Find myself all by myself and no one else can find it for me

Find myself inside myself and no one else can find it for me
Find myself all by myself and no one else can find it for me

It takes some time
too much time with you
I don't know what to do
taking time is wasting time
and I'm not wasting away mine
someone is telling me, yelling and selling me to their whole crew
rendezvous (rendezvous)

It takes some time
so don't bother me
you don't like what you see
looking in the mirror
it's much clearer now I hear myself
echoes in my ears, I can change but I don't want to
fine the way I am, I can change but choose not to

It takes some time
but watch is gone
and all my clocks are wrong,
so I don't have the time to change
(I can't change for you)
or anyone
I think i'm enough fun
the way that I am and i'm finding new friends and
I'm not gonna change who I am

Find myself inside myself and no one else can find it for me
Find myself all by myself and no one else can find it for me

 

‘It Takes Some Time’ by Catch 22

marching...

July 26, 2006

Not much for me to say, except: band camp.  If it wasn't for all of the hilariously funny and slightly wierd things that band kids do, I would probably have snapped by now.  Just to clarify, I hate marching.  The oddly funny actions of all these band kids is the only thing that actually makes marching worth it.  Basically, if any band kids read this, please keep doing whatever it is you're doing.