Monday, September 11, 2006

I slapped the can!!!! I'm the weirdo!!!



Today was a somber day, yet was filled with resplendence.

As I sit here schlurping my Ramen Noodles, I have come to realize I miss something alot more.

What that something is, I will leave to lurke and roam amongst the human imagination.

Today, for me, was an ok day. I got my camera today. It's so pretty.

I really have nothing to blog about today.

Soooooo.... On to my Song of the Day!!!!

The Verve Pipe - Freshmen

When I was young I knew everything,
And she, a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now I'm guilt-stricken, sobbin' with my head on the floor
Stopped a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice, no...

BRIDGE:
Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

CHORUS:
For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen

My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her
His girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
And now he's guilt-stricken, sobbin'
With his head on the floor
Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he said

BRIDGE
CHORUS

hey yeah yeah yeah yeah
hey yeahhhhhhh
hey yeah yeah yeah yeahhhhhh

We tried to wash our hands of all of this
We'd never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt-stricken sobbin' with our heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip we'd say...

BRIDGE

CHORUS x2

We were merely freshmen
We were only freshmen

Yeah.....

Final Thoughts!:

My exclamation works. Its like a man, it cooperates when it wants to.

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."
~ Professor Keating, "Dead Poet's Society"

I'm done now.

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