You know those people?

The ones who do and say retarted stuff that makes you worry even though you know they probably don't mean it? And even though they don't mean it, they sound so sincere that you still worry about them anyways? And sometimes you can't help but wonder whether they do it just to make you worry because they want attention?

Yeah, I know those people. Well, ONE anyways.

And why is it that you usually love these people so much that you can't force yourself to hit them with a brick, even though they deserve it?

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This song always makes me think about sed person... I always liked it, but after sed person requested I put it on a CD for them... it always reminded me of them.

"I'm Still Here" by Johnny Rzeznik

I am a question to the world,
Not an answer to be heard.
All a moment that's held in your arms.
And what do you think you'd ever say?
I won't listen anyway…
You don't know me,
And I’ll never be what you want me to be.

And what do you think you'd understand?
I'm a boy, no, I'm a man..
You can take me and throw me away.
And how can you learn what's never shown?
Yeah, you stand here on your own.
They don't know me 'cause I'm not here.

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
The don’t know me,
'Cause I’m not here.

And you see the things they never see
All you wanted, I could be
Now you know me, and I'm not afraid
And I wanna tell you who I am
Can you help me be a man?
They can't break me
As long as I know who I am

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can the world want me to change,
They’re the ones that stay the same.
They can’t see me,
But I’m still here.

They can’t tell me who to be,
‘Cause I’m not what they see.
And the world is still sleepin’,
While I keep on dreamin’ for me.
And their words are just whispers
And lies that I’ll never believe.

And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don't feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can they say I never change
They’re the ones that stay the same.
I’m the one now,
‘Cause I’m still here.

I’m the one,
‘Cause I’m still here.
I’m still here.
I’m still here.
I’m still here.

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--SCREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMS--

Dammit.

I love being an American. I love living in this country. I am indescribably grateful that this country gained independence from the British Empire.

[[Hey you freedom-friers, guess who our biggest ally in that war was. Hmm... let's see... was it - THE FRENCH? Why yes, I do believe they were. So shut the freak up about how you think the French are pussies just because they don't always agree with our administration. -- Pardon this nonsequitor rant, that's just a big pet peeve of mine.]]

Anyways. VERY GRATEFUL.

But all the same... 4th of July is always the worst holiday for me. I can't think of a single one that I have truly enjoyed. Maybe when I was really little and would go watch the fireworks with my grandparents. But it seems like since I was about 6 years old on... this holiday has just SUCKED for me.

Have fun at your barbecues or whatever. Light a sparkler for me. ;-) Unfortunately, I refuse to light any myself. I'vd had a phobia of them ever since I got burned by one a few years ago.