because i should be doing my term paper... i'll blog for a couple minutes
Pretty Girl (The Way)
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about
That's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
Her killer instinct tells her to beware of evil men
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Pretty girl, pretty girl
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out
You can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you cry
It's the way
That he's in your mind
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love
--sugarcult
yeah
i went to middlesex county college library from 4-7 today... i scanned/read over a hundred huge ass pages from a dusty book that smelled like dead fly. Ah yes, the joys of libraries.. and then i made forty billion copies of who knows...=-) I changed my topic several times.. and hopefully I'll be able to settle myself on one in about 5 minutes when i start again.
coffee is brewing... another long night.
Infidel
I dont mind being me, I just wish I wasnt the only one.
I dont mind having to cry, I just wish I wasnt the only one.
I dont pretend to understand myself, I laugh at those who do.
I don't intend to love myself. I laugh at those who do.
Yeah, I laugh at those who do, cuz if I tried to love myself
I'd only be untrue.
sleep some for me.
Thursday, April 24, 2003
The Remedy
I heard two men talking on the radio in a cross fire kind of new reality show
Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack
they were counting down the days to stab the brother in the be right back after this
the unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast his catastrophy
dance with me, because if you've got the poison, I've got the remedy
. . . it all amounts to nothing in the end.
Spinning out of control is wonderful, until it stops and it always stops.
And we're counting down the days.
It's that unavoidable last kiss.
Do not go to extremes.
Do you realize that everyone you love someday will die.
There are so many things i want to do
so many things i have to do
so many people to love
Im hopeless.
Soo many reasons to smile... memories to keep that can't be stolen.
---frequenting best buy
---never having change
---i'm running for president
---taco bell
---number 4?
---no wait, pizza hut!
---no wait, taco bell?
---"ah yes, number 4.. huh huh huh
---things that show how much your girlfriend loves u
---taco breath
---too hot to sleep
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---escaping my house
---day old taco breath
---pre-track tension
---bonding with mafe
---witnessing firsthand the magnificence of revolutionary long jump form (complete with roll)
---post-track events
---homework and television
---dinner and a movie.. hehehe
---david hasselhoff vs david hasselhoff
---playing every card in the deck to get just a little more
---waking up in your arms =-)
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---unsteady on my feet... for other reasons
---maybe 4 hours of freedom
---intense library action
---frank sinatra, tony bennet, bobby darin and joe krumpfer all in my bedroom at the same time.. hehe
---dinner with dad... oh u crazy liberals...
---antigone is a democrat
---salad dressing council
---not going to steve minnihan's party... but going
---being man-handled (again) hehe =-)
---sucking at pool.... not enough chalk..cold hands..bad stick..suuuure
---the 10 minute goodnight
sigh... im exhausted... i love u... but boy do i need my own bed. =-)
Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do
I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
You know, you know I love you so,
You know I love you so.
Sunday, April 20, 2003
Warning Sign
When the truth is, I miss you
Yeah the truth is, that I miss you so
--coldplay
There isnt much to say really. My body aches and my mind is a mess. I took some medicine earlier, and its making me sleepy, but I dont really want to sleep now or I wont make it through the night. I had too much candy today. I sang at church, but my voice was giving me problems (since im sick) and so im kinda disappointed in it... tho it was kinda fun. My mother said that my black irish was showing, she likes to call me that whenever I sing like that.... its a complement but I didnt deserve it today. (thanks anyway mom... =-)
It was nice to finally spend some time with my dad... yesterday I spent the whole day with my aunt carmel.. which was nice because i bought 8 bras... 8!!! and they are all really kool.... wow there is nothing finer than a new bra. Not to say that getting my dyed red and going to the opera and stuff wasnt part of the fun that is a day with my aunt camel... but bras are wonderful. (moving on)
I saw la bohem last night... it was the opera that Rent took its plotline from... good stuff... very beautiful. It was in italian. It was about the bohemians (la bohem) barely getting by in this apartment and a love story that unfolds. There were a few lines that I thought were particularly clever and/or beautiful.... (at the Met they have the option of reading subtitles on the back of the chair in front of you.. it was sometimes nice) I liked when Rodolfo says to mimi how she was better off without his jealous and suspecting love... and how he had essentially been nothing but the death of her, (literally) and her answer came out beautifully, and she sang :"Your love called me to a happy life". And as simple as that sounds... it was all she needed to say to convey how much she had enjoyed having him in her life. She then leaves him (for reasons i dont understand) but comes back in her dying hour because as she said she wanted to "die near the man she loved"... aww shucks
So yeah, today i went to my grandparents house in Hamilton township.. it was great to see my aunts and uncle. So the weekend was pretty nice for the most part... i miss joe. with my red hair i doubt he'll recognize me, that would be funny. ahh i miss joe. i said that so i guess i mean it. this boy better come see about me. =-)