Oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness
It's not falsified to say that I found god so inevitably well,
It still exists pale and fine. I can't dismiss
And I won't resist and if I die well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in through hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind, rust and in the rain endure.
The rust and the rain so thin
And I'm in like Flynn again

So go on place your order now cause some other time is right around the clock
You can stand in line. Well, it finally begins just around the clock
You can have your pick if your stomach is sick whether you eat or not
And there is just one thing that I always forgot

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in through hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind, the rivers unwind so easy
These are the comforts that be

You see well I'm feeling lucky oh well, maybe that's just me
You should be proud of me oh hell if you could only see
That we're gonna grow on up to be, ah yes
We are thick as thieves

Sing about that oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness
It's not falsified to say that I found god, so
Inevitably, well it still exists pale and fine I can't dismiss
And I won't resist and if I die well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thruogh hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind and the rust and the rain endure
The rust and the rain endure. I'm sure.

I am insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss
Love will never ever be insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss
Love will never ever be lost on me.
Love will never ever be lost on me.

MMMMMMM, jason. I love this song. Right now. All the time, but particularly right now. ::sigh:: ay, me.....oh, I had to fix some lyrics...I was listening along, and some of the words were completely wrong, and I am still not sure I corrected them all.

Fun night. Keeping certain info on the DL. ::wink:: ::twitch spasm::

Bed time! I have a muddled mind to sort out......

yo ho
yo ho
a (dazed and confused) pirate's life for
~me

I'm currently listening to the music of Caitlin's "Thanks For Driving Volume Two" mix. Technicolour girls by death cab. Oh, now its michelle branch and santana.

So. There's this person. And I talk to them all the time, but everytime I do, I feel like a horrible person. I can't explain it, its just like everytime I talk to them, I feel gross and unworthy of human emotion and affection. All because of them. How bad is that? They never even say anything, I just...I dunno, I can't stand talking to them. Now I feel really sick to my stomach, like I'm going to throw up. I always feel like this after I talk to them. And its really not their fault- I just can't stand it.

Like I said, I really wish I had someone to trust. Its getting old. But then again, I hate complaining about my problems to people, cuz I feel no need to bother them with my petty issues. I suck. Always and Forever.

Anyway. Yesterday I went to the cancer walk at Westlake with Tricia. We met Caitlin and Joelle up there, and did swing dancing festivities. Then we went to Bordrs and Caribou, and then we came back to watch my friend Katie sing. She's really good, its amazing. Well, their chorus was good anyway.

This song sounds liek a gospel song at the begining. Now it sounds like a 60's song. Well, it is Hitsville, UK. Kinda pop-y, unlike London Calling. Wierd. Hmmmmmmm


I'm so bored. And really tired of hating myself.

If anyone wants to be burdened with my problems, feel free to give me a holla.

yo ho
yo ho
a (blaa) pirate's life for
~me

it's times like these when you wish you have someone to trust...

Today I smell like...

Hmmm, well, right now, its a mix of coconut sun tan lotion, grass, and sweat. Lovely, I tell you. Luckily, I no longer smell of dust...

Well, I started out the day at crew, which was filled with grossness. After, we all went to Bearden's (Corn pads, elizabeth, bodine, steg, and I) and were saddened (or maybe it was just corn pads and I) to learn that Mr. Orange is out on va-cay.

I then got home, and Steve IMed me, and we both decided we were bored, so he was like "come to my house" and I was like sure...only then Elizabeth called, and I learned that I had abandoned Norbert at Bearden's. So I went to get him, then hopped on the highway, then when I had missed the Crocker-Basset exit, steve calls and is all "oh, we can't come here." so, instead we went to my house, and were joined by Elizabeth and DAnny. Dever called while we were there, and we festivicised together, and then Jessie called and we went there for a while, after a trip to Aribica. Hmmm, then what...? Oh, yeah, we came back to my house, and abused each other in my basement for a while (man, I've got cleaning to do) then moved it outdoors, where there was much slipping and sliding on the grass involved. The sun tan lotion is from when eitehr danny or steve sent me reeling into the bottle, splattering it open. Yes.

That was the reader's digest version- I'm rather lazy and do not feel like being really specific. It probably mnakes no sense. Oh, well.

Right. Shout out. No one does anymore, it makes me sad. :-(

yo ho
yo ho
a (smelly) pirate's life for
~me

I'm off to take the second shower of the day!!!

Wow. I am unbelievably disgusting.

Okay, well, first of all, I rose and shone (is that proper english?) at 5:11 AM today so that I could go down to Hunington and watch the Venus eclipse thing for Astronomy Club. It was pretty cool- Rebecca and Caitlin were aparently the only other two motivated enough to get up, but still, we had some bonding time for a while there, and we did get to stare at the sun for a bit. Dr. Leonard got interviewed by one of the news stations- it was cool, as Caitlin and I were standing behind him, making fools of ourselves as usual, and completely unaware that there was any type of filming happening in our general vicinity. Right, anyway, after we got breakfast at this lil coffee shop in Bay, and I got chai, which was REALLY good, but made me dreadfully ill, so I was sick all morning.
Then Finals. Blech.
Then Katie Spi and Sarah Stevens and I did the annual second-last-day-of-school-frolic-worthy tradition. We got to Spis, and rollerbladed up to Alps, and then switched out of our roller blades and decided to go to the lake. It was TRES TRES gorgeous. The water was clear, first of all, which was an amazing change. It was even sort of sea-green/blus sparkly, and you could see right to the bottom, even out on the pier, and it rocked. We decided it was swim-worthy, and so henceforth jumped in. (We took our skirts off first, fear not) We froliced for a bit (my shirt was annoying me, it was so heavy and all big and such) and then saw these guys floating on a log, so we stole it from them when they left and utilised it for our own pleasure. It was splediferously amazing- the three of us sat on it and steered along the beach, trying to avoid rolling off. Then two held it still while the third one of us climbed on it and jumped- it was amazing.
After a while, both sarah and I were being real annoyed by our shirts, and since no one was around on our little portion of the shore (it was kind of by itself, as it is partitioned by the boat dock) we took off our shirts and swam in our bras. While doing this, these stupid little blonde morons come over, and look at us all indignantly, like we're fags (but really we just wanted even sun-coverage, and Katie had a cami on so she couldn;t take that off) and leave, glaring at us. We laughed at them. Ha! Ha!
Afte some swimming and jumping off the pier, we crawled onto said pier and laid out in the sunshine for a bit, though it was being a bit of a bully about coming out of the clouds. However, I am a tad burnt in places, and browner in others.
After returning to Spi's house, we made chocolate sodas (well, spi did- sarah and I just enviously at them ,waiting for them) and then went on to Dairy Queen and got MORE ice cream. It was amazing. I'm still kinda thirsty.
Well, I just got home now, and I'm grody (sarah's word that is stuck in my head) and exhausted, so I have to return kate's bike to her, which I borrowed yesterday, (I think I've said that) and then progress to sleep. I'm a bit depressed, for I wish to hop on Winston and proceed to the library to get some summer reading things to enjoy. Oh, well.

yo ho
yo ho
a (freshwater) pirate's life for
~me

Oh, such things to record!

Well, in all reality, not much has been going on. I got a new bike! I'm rather excited about it- I've named it Winston, because I can. Its silver and has fun black flames with yellow detailing on it, and its splediferously boy-like, but I like it anyway. Double cool with knobs. Yes, I am aware people cannot understand my excitement, as I have my own car to drive (which is sadly unnamed...I suppose its E-Hay-gulf, but that can't stick, its too long and un-British), but I need the exercise, believe me.

Anyway, today I rode a bike (Not Winston, I borrowed Kate's bike) to Elizabeth's, where we spent three hours discussing WW1-post cold war. We did some touching up on Imperialism and the Industrial Revolution, but all in all, we basically kept getting lost in Reagan conspiracies and the whatnot. Her dad's got some pretty cool info on the Kennedy's, too. Quite an entertaining afternoon. One might ask why I am excited about biking? Well, because Elizabeth and I went to rosatti's today and got ice cream. (Turtle, if you care) Right after, we went to Mitchell's and got MORE ice cream. We are so bad. At least I burned mine off a bit.

Elizabeth and I decided to spend the summer eating tuna, fruit, and ice cream. That covers the basics, doesn't it? I def. need to loose some poundage, as my ass is majorly F-A-T and I just bought a new bathing suit today, the bottoms of which look horrendous on me. Looks like I'm swimming in shorts all summer. Well, things could be worse- I could have to swim in a shirt, too.

Anyway, finals are halfway through. Took Chem and Spanish today- didn't fail too badly, I don't belive so, anyhow. Chem I wouldn't have done any better on, even if I had studied, and spanish is just stupid and I wouldn't waste my time. Life goes on. Three more hours of school left...stretched through two days. U-G-H.

Tomorrow shall be the splendiferous excitement at Spi's house! I'm not sure who's going, but just like last year, we are planning to progress to the Lake of the Erie and venture about the Alps and the whatnot. Not to mention other random park areas. Perhaps there shall be a cone for stealage... oh, and of course I shall be bringing Hobbs and my rollerblades (which remain unnamed), though I learned tonight that Winston doesn't fit in le camry. No, no, alack, poor Elizabeth had to bring le rav over to retrieve my mother and me from the parking lot. Que lastima, que lastima.

Moving on...well, there's no where to go! I have to sleep. I went to bed early yesterday, and slept rather badly. Hmm. 'Tis be a shame.

Oh, and I should figure out when and where le finals are tomorrow. Why do I keep saying french articles? Ah, most def. bed time.

yo ho
yo ho
a (psycho, biking, happy)pirate's life for
~me

Wow. Upon re-reading this, I realize that no one cares. Too bad for you!