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xansTake it from me
There's a wall you can't breach
With pretty words they sound absurd like
Cheap philosophy
It doesn't feel like a Thursday. And... I'm really hungry. *snacks on Saltine crackers*
I stepped through it clean
And the scars show no more
What's then was the and now is when I
Choose to ignore
The sun was pale and held no warmth. It was like winter had already settled in, nevermind that the leaves of autumn still dominate the ground. Still, I keep hoping for the clouds to grow heavy, the temperature to drop, and the flakes to settle in flurries of pure white.
Smiles are made of accolades that don't
Belong to me
Slowburn slowburn
I was watching Half Past Dead yesterday. I couldn't stand the sound track. But what really threw me off was Steven Segall trying to pull of the white guy trying to be black. He just cannot do it. And then there was the chick with loads of blue eye shadow... they obviously had fun developing her costume, and made her something of a Trinity-gone-bad. Still, she appealed to me with her ice queenliness and the fact that even after all the guns and kung fu shit, she was all about the knife. Nevermind that it got her killed. But there was at least one phrase in Spanish I'm glad mum wasn't there to ask me, "What does that mean, Hana?"
All the while you learn
Slowburn
All the while
Believe me when I say
I wish I knew how to get past the firewalls at school to go on livejournal. Meh, I don't really care to find out. I don't understand why livejournal is blocked, while typing in fuck.com will not bring up surfalert. If they don't want us to check our emails, why don't they block hotmail, too?
It's a hard pill to take
My second skin is wearing thin my
Polished visage aches
Talking to Lait on yahoo last night was cool. Sure, I'd swapped comments with her on her livejournal, or at CoE and we'd sent PMs back and forth... but this was instant one-to-one and was both nerve wracking and exhilerating. I'm somewhat intimidated by Lait. I think it's because through all of her writing, she's such a strong woman... nevermind all the problems she faces, she still manages to do things, and her writing is just... brilliant. Here is a woman 10 years older than me that I find myself wanting to emulate.
It's not the fact I'm a part of that
It's the thought I'm part of this
My English essay is done. I had to work on it a lot last night, and then today in third period and at lunch. I didn't realize she was giving us time in class to work on them, too. Nevermind, it's done, over, and I hope I get a good grade on it.
Behave like someone-else and I'm doing
It naturally
One way is not enough but I keep it to
Myself
Now I'm thirsty. A Cherry Coke would be really nice right about now. We don't have any though. Just Black Cherry soda or apple juice. Both pretty good, really. I think this is enough rambling for one night.
They're for no one else
I keep it to myself
I keep it to myself
Slowburn
Fin.
There's a wall you can't breach
With pretty words they sound absurd like
Cheap philosophy
It doesn't feel like a Thursday. And... I'm really hungry. *snacks on Saltine crackers*
I stepped through it clean
And the scars show no more
What's then was the and now is when I
Choose to ignore
The sun was pale and held no warmth. It was like winter had already settled in, nevermind that the leaves of autumn still dominate the ground. Still, I keep hoping for the clouds to grow heavy, the temperature to drop, and the flakes to settle in flurries of pure white.
Smiles are made of accolades that don't
Belong to me
Slowburn slowburn
I was watching Half Past Dead yesterday. I couldn't stand the sound track. But what really threw me off was Steven Segall trying to pull of the white guy trying to be black. He just cannot do it. And then there was the chick with loads of blue eye shadow... they obviously had fun developing her costume, and made her something of a Trinity-gone-bad. Still, she appealed to me with her ice queenliness and the fact that even after all the guns and kung fu shit, she was all about the knife. Nevermind that it got her killed. But there was at least one phrase in Spanish I'm glad mum wasn't there to ask me, "What does that mean, Hana?"
All the while you learn
Slowburn
All the while
Believe me when I say
I wish I knew how to get past the firewalls at school to go on livejournal. Meh, I don't really care to find out. I don't understand why livejournal is blocked, while typing in fuck.com will not bring up surfalert. If they don't want us to check our emails, why don't they block hotmail, too?
It's a hard pill to take
My second skin is wearing thin my
Polished visage aches
Talking to Lait on yahoo last night was cool. Sure, I'd swapped comments with her on her livejournal, or at CoE and we'd sent PMs back and forth... but this was instant one-to-one and was both nerve wracking and exhilerating. I'm somewhat intimidated by Lait. I think it's because through all of her writing, she's such a strong woman... nevermind all the problems she faces, she still manages to do things, and her writing is just... brilliant. Here is a woman 10 years older than me that I find myself wanting to emulate.
It's not the fact I'm a part of that
It's the thought I'm part of this
My English essay is done. I had to work on it a lot last night, and then today in third period and at lunch. I didn't realize she was giving us time in class to work on them, too. Nevermind, it's done, over, and I hope I get a good grade on it.
Behave like someone-else and I'm doing
It naturally
One way is not enough but I keep it to
Myself
Now I'm thirsty. A Cherry Coke would be really nice right about now. We don't have any though. Just Black Cherry soda or apple juice. Both pretty good, really. I think this is enough rambling for one night.
They're for no one else
I keep it to myself
I keep it to myself
Slowburn
Fin.
