love me. love you.

bring me chocolate. coffee and ice-cream. heaps please.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

conflict.

Started out considerably being a not so fantastic day - considering that ( i still don't know why.) i'm in a half-zonked out state of mind, there were hot air balloons against a pretty blue sky but I was too tired to keep staring at them, I left my library books on the train even though I distinctly recalled reminding myself just a minute before that I had to remember to take those books that were on the seat beside me.

In all gratefulness though, I think someone actually bothered, picking up my books and taking them all the way to uni and dropping them off at the library. Thank you many many, whoever you are. I appreciate it so much.

So as it all turns out, I could have had quite a shit-ass day. Pretty much all got turned around knowing, simply knowing that someone actually bothered with my goods. Now though, that that's outta my mind, I've still got a heap loads of things to do (i need to constantly remind myself that whinging and ranting ain't not supposed to be part of me). As Rose has been saying over the course of Sunday, there's this sandpaper on my bottom thing going on at the moment. Not good and I dislike it alot. Too many things to consider, to do and to think about. rawr. I need a holiday. AGAIN.

I am seriously darn sad and pathetic.


Aahhh yeah!
I can't believe what is in front of me
The water's rising up to my knees
And I can't figure out
How the hell I wound up here
Everything seemed okay when I started out the other day
Then the rain came pouring down
And now I'm drowning in my fears
And as I watch the setting sun
I wonder if I'm the only one

[Chorus]
'Cause everybody tries to put some love on the line
And everybody feels a broken heart sometimes
And even when I'm scared I have to try to fly
Sometimes I fall
But I've seen it done before
I got to step outside these walls

I've got no master plan to help me out
Or make me stand up for
All the things that I really want
You had me to afraid to ask
And as I look ahead of me
Cry and pray for sanity
-teddy geiger, these walls

OOh. Happy birthday mon. My crazy, dearest friend:)

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