"Welcome to the real world", she said to me Condescendingly Take a seat Take your life Plot it out in black and white Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings And the drama queens I'd like to think the best of me Is still hiding Up my sleeve They love to tell you Stay inside the lines But something's better On the other side I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you've got to rise above So the good boys and girls take the so called right track Faded white hats Grabbing credits Maybe transfers They read all the books but they can't find the answers And all of our parents They're getting older I wonder if they've wished for anything better While in their memories Tiny tragedies They love to tell you Stay inside the lines But something's better On the other side I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you got to rise above I am invincible As long as I'm alive I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you've got to rise above I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion I'm gonna bust down the double doors And when I stand on these tables before you You will know what all this time was for . ~"No Such Thing", John Mayer
My Crazy Experience With Life
or
A Little About Me
I'm your only friend, I'm not your only friend, But I'm a little glowing friend, But really I'm not actually your friend, But I am. Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch, Who watches over you, Make a little birdhouse in your soul. Not to put too fine a point on it, Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet. Make a little birdhouse in your soul. I have a secret to tell From my electrical well; It's a simple message and I'm leaving out The whistles and bells. So the room must listen to me Filibuster vigilantly. My name is blue canary one word Spelled l-i-t-e. My story's infinite, Like the Longines Symphonette, It doesn't rest. Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch, Who watches over you, Make a little birdhouse in your soul. Not to put too fine a point on it, Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet. Make a little birdhouse in your soul. I'm your only friend, I'm not your only friend, But I'm a little glowing friend, But really I'm not actually your friend, But I am. There's a picture opposite me Of my primitive ancestry, Which stood on rocky shores and Kept the beaches shipwreck free. Though I respect that a lot, I'd be fired if that were my job After killing Jason off and Countless screaming Argonauts! Bluebird of friendliness, Like guardian angels its Always near. Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you! Make a little birdhouse in your soul. Not to put too fine a point on it, Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet. Make a little birdhouse in your soul. And while you're at it, Leave the night light on inside the Birdhouse in your soul. ~They Might Be Giants
So....Eventually this may actually share some interesting tidbits about me, but right now, I'm just going for the basics. Therefore, I now present you with.....


VITAL STATISTICS
NAME:
Sarah Katherine House
AGE:
16
BIRTHDATE:
11/27/85
LOCATION:
Atlanta, GA area or Wellesley, MA (outside of Boston), where I attend Wellesley college.
GENDER:
Female
EMAIL:
[email protected]
AIM SCREEN NAME:
MobiusChic42
GRADE:
College freshman
ALIAS:
Glass House (ppl in glass houses should wear pants!!);
Cheap Knockoff Russia Girl (Not in RUSSIA!),
   Elfgirl (my sis's teasing name inspired by a bit of extra cartiledge on my right ear)
The Mighty Zuchinni (All bow before me!!),
Loser (Kit's pet name for me),
Sarah, Duchess of Dork
SIBLINGS:
One, an older sister (Marcy) who's also away at college
CTY SESSIONS:
Sandy Springs: 1.94, 1.96; Clinton:1.00;
Carlisle:1.01, 2.01, 1.02
VARIOUS INTERESTS:
CTY, singing, acting, AIM, reading, meeting new people, learning, keeping a poor open diary, this website
FAVORITE AUTHOR:
Madeleine L'Engle
FAVORITE COLOR:
Purple, all the way
LANGUAGES:
Some Latin, English on occasion, Sarish (my own language of mumbles), various snipits of other languages,
hopefully French soon
growing numbers growing in speed can't fight the future can't fight what i see people they come together people they fall apart no one can stop us now 'cause we are all made of stars slow slow slide come come someone come come come someone's gonna come some of us come even love is a goin' 'round we can't ignore what is goin' 'round we came when no one was goin' 'round we can't ignore what is goin' 'round efforts of lovers left in my mind i sing in the reaches we'll see what we find people they come together people they fall apart no one can stop us now 'cause we are all made of stars people they come together and people they fall apart no one can stop us now 'cause we are all made of stars slows us light come come someone come come come even love is a goin' 'round you can't ignore what is goin' 'round slowly rebuilding i feel it in me growing in numbers and growing in peace people they come together people they fall apart no one can stop us now 'cause we are all made of stars people they come together and people they fall apart no one can stop us now 'cause we are all made of stars ~Moby
Me!!
Oh, I could hide neath the wings Of the bluebird as she sings, The six o'clock alarm would never ring, But, it rings and I rise, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes, My shaving razor's cold and it stings. Cheer up, sleepy Jean, Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? You once thought of me As a white knight on his steed, Now you know how happy I can be, Whoa, and our good times start and end Without dollar one to spend, But how much, baby, do we really need? Cheer up, sleepy Jean, Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? Cheer up, sleepy Jean, Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? Cheer up, sleepy Jean, Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? Cheer up, sleepy Jean, Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? Cheer up, sleepy Jean, Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen? ~The Monkees
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