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| It's a Green Day | |||||||||||
| Tuesday, Febuary 9, 2005 | |||||||||||
| Yesterday, when I said "Oog", I didn't know what I was groaning about. Right now is a definite "oog," because, despite having touched the flu, finished all the homework for the next three days. In NFA, that's saying much. Five straight hours hooked on a sugar-trip drink will do that to you. But, at least I get some time to update my humble sight. My brother showed me a song (not relatively new, though) by a band called Green Day, named "Boulevard of Broken Dreams." Whoever wrote these lyrics must have been thinking what I have been thinking, or at least along those lines. Compare this to my poem: "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams" I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one and I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a... My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone Read between the lines What's fucked up and everything's alright Check my vital signs To know I'm still alive and I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a... My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah Ah-ah, Ah-ah I walk alone I walk a... I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a... My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone... ___ Pretty eerie, huh? I like it. Get the song now and listen to it! |
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| Tuesday, Febuary 8, 2005 | |||||||||||
| Hey, lookit me, I finally updated. Sorry about the delay, I never had the opportunity to update yet. My weekends are spent working and sleeping. Some random stuff for you people (including a new Quote/Conversation of the Month, and a new 2005 column down below!). So, I got accepted to Uconn College! I guess they couldn't resist me. :D I have recieved mail from at least two other colleges that are insisting that I sign up for their college instead (complete with an application form and 'interactive' cd for your computer). On the Uconn transcript that was sent to me, it said, "You have been chosen from one of the strongest appplicant pools in history." Ooh. I like that. And! My brothers, a few from the Church, and I are starting up a little band thingie. I play the keyboards, Brother Don on the drumb set, my older brother on the guitar, and Ryan on the Bass guitar. We are relatively new, but Brother Don is a good influence, having been in a band of his own for many years. We played our first song, beginning to end, and it didn't sound too bad. It's really exciting to see that you can make a difference to somebody's ears! We haven't thought of a good name for the band, but Clifford suggested "Red Box" or something on that course. I suggested "Hamster Huey and the Gooey Kablooies" from Calvinn and Hobbes, but everyone ignored me. Where's the style? Right now I feel like poop, having come home from a grueling exercise from karate class. The bad thing about classses at this school is that you are allowed two classes a week, maximum, unless you are in a special group, which you have to pay more for. Screw that. Now the classes are evenly spaced enough where I get used to the first two days, then I have five days to slack off, then I get lazy, then I have to get used to strenuous exercise again the next two days. What a chore. I am planning to convert my new basement into a small dojo, complete with mats and mirrors. It wouldn't be that hard. I will record my voice going through the whole curriculum, so I can do a small class by myself, an hour every day, so I don't feel like crud. So! Valentine's Day is coming up! Do you have a valentine? Well, if not, you can still have a good time to celebrate, even by yourself. My philosophy is that even if you don't have a significant other, you can still spread what the day is all about: Love! Personally, I am planning to send a certain somebody an anonymous letter and roses. It's nice to give somebody something to be happy about when they always appear to be in the corner, so to speak. Personally again, I think she is the prettiest person I have seen yet, but nobody ever seems to notice her. Maybe I don't hang out with her enough, but then again... I guess the lack of comments in the Shoutbox about my previous posts reflects (frankly) the amount of web traffic I get through here! Cheap. No matter, it's the thought that counts. I feel that when I post my personal feelings, it gives other people the opportunity to speak their minds, and even if they don't, it makes me feel good that it is out in the open where people could read about it. But I am starting to sound like a narcissist. :D I am also planning about adding an additional page named "Jackie's Wisdom" or something along those lines. I don't know. Bleh. I need feedback! Bean me. |
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