Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Yes... Boys too.

Berry Pie is splendid especially with friends. All regrets are baked slowly into that pie until they are forgotten.
Frances Avery is a good gal. 

My Test 
Those days when you are doing test correction and you got only a little less than half of the questions wrong are the worst. Then you make it to the one and only page where you got all five questions on one page rights and what do you know! The person who corrected you test congratulated you with a large YES! accompanied by an exclamation point. Thanks, Michael. You were appreciated at around 1 am the other night.
 MORP WAS A BLAST! I don't want to document everything because that kind of makes it less fun and special plus there is too much to say and my words wouldn't be able to give it credit. Pretty much, I am glad that I went and I am glad I asked Talmage because, hey he is a pretty cool guy. Plus I got a comfy shirt out of it. Hehe. 
 You know those people who are just worth it? My sister Susie is the best for sure but I have already tributes her. The person I really want to talk about who is more than worth it is Amy Gill. I love her. Almost too much. She is crazy amazing. Who wouldn't want to have a friend like her. Smart, beautiful, kind, thoughtful, athletic, funny, hyper, helpful. She is one of the best of the best of the best. Ya, she is probably actually the best.
Have you ever done something spontaneous when you are really tired or explained something to someone  when you were really tired and pretty much out of it and then been totally mad at yourself for saying something stupid? Because I feel like a lot of people have been doing that lately. I feel like I am hearing all of these decisions people have made when tired and then regretting it later... I will admit I have been victim to this situation and also have made sleepy decisions as we will call them. I think the solution to this is simply sleep on decisions and don't get irrational. The End.



Dreams
Thats where I have to go
To see your beautiful
Face anymore I stare at a picture of you
And listen to the radio
Hope, hope there's a conversation
We both admit we had it good
But until then its alienation I know that much is understood,
And I realise.. 
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out, and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what I say I'm..
Not over you,
Not over you
Damn, damn girl you do it well, and I thought you were innocent
Took this heart and put it through hell, but still your magnificent
I, I'm a boomerang, doesn't matter how you throw me
I turn around and I'm back in the game, even better than the old me
But I'm not even close without you
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out, and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what I say I'm..
Not over you
And if I had the chance to re-new
You know there isn't a thing I wouldn't do
I could get back, on the right track
But only if you'd be convinced 
So until then.. 
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out, and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth
No matter what I say I'm..
Not over you
Not over you
Not over you
Not over you


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