Get What It's About

I may be slower than some folks
But I always make my way
I move forward with my hopes
And I sometimes save the day

Where do I begin?
Cause there’s a whirl pool of information
That you’ve got to sort through
To get to where it’s at

It falls flat and it makes you crazy
But I get the feeling
That I get what it’s about
It’s just a feeling
I can’t really spell it out
I get the feeling
That I get what it’s about

From the bar to the car park
Theories fly about
They fall short for the most part
But I’m not keeping count

And why should I begin?
Cause there’s a whirl pool
Of people who will stop
And they will tell you
The things that you will not
They roll their eyes and they call you crazy

But you get the feeling
That you get what it's about
It’s just a feeling
You can’t really spell it out
You get the feeling
That you get what it’s about

-jon brion

So manville high school is pretty sad. This morning was my last visit, and I'm not sorry to see it go. I think Im ready for this year to end. I'm ready for the summer to wash it all away, transport me to someplace else. A lot of people I know are gonna be in New Brunswick this summer, which is kool cuz that'll give me a place to be when no one is around. I gotta see how my bike is looking. Cuz it's looking like the summer of the bicycle. Now that I have my car back, it sounds funny... but realistically it's a short ride into new brunswick, and if the weather is nice... why drive? (Plus with gas prices only getting worse, if I want to make ANY money this summer, it'll be the bike that makes it happen)

they roll their eyes and they call you crazy.

It's gorgeous outside... I should be in a tent! But I'm not, and if I were sean would have his day making fun of me. Sigh. Sometimes I just don't do what I want to do, and I don't have a good reason for not doing it.

Sometimes I freak out inside my head. I can feel my breath tearing inside me as my muscles tighten and I shy away. I need to slow down. It seems the moments I enjoy the most, slip away the fastest. And in anticipation of that I feel guilty. Can you imagine someone feeling guilty in anticipation of stealing moments of your life? And not in the creepy tie you up and teach you calculus way of stealing your life.

Friday I'm getting my hair cut! Sunday I'm gonna dye it again! This'll show sean for saying that Im not the awesomest redhead. Plus, i dont have a beard to braid so I have to steal the spotlight some other way. hehe

Unlock my body and move myself to dance
Moving warm liquid, flowing blowing glass
Classical music blasting masks the ringing in my ears