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Saturday, September 13, 2008


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No time really.

Nat passed my test at the football game. He didn't touch me the entire night. This means... I have no idea. *laughs* But he looks fantastic with wet hair, and he's a good driver. Just thought I'd mention that. Oh, and I now have an open ended invitation to show up at his house any time I want, for whatever reason. *nods*

BUT! More importantly, I GOT TO SEE APANDA!!!! *dies* *comes back* I am so happy, and yet super depressed at the same time, because seeing her and spending time with her at the football game just made me miss her more. *sobs* I loves you Apanda!!!!!!!

And, uh, I think I found a college to go to... heh. Yeah, University of Wisconsin, Milwaulke. Nat's older sister Amanda (ironic?) Majors in Linguistic there. *nods* I think I'll do that too. I can double major in Japanese and Celtic. *claps* And I don't know, I just kinda liked it when I looked it up today. But, I still can't figure out how much it costs. It only shows tuition by every semester, and it won't tell me how much the residence halls cost, so it's really annoying. I'll have to call to find out and I don't know when I'll do that. Maybe sometime when I'm hanging out at Nat's house. ^_^

SOOOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOOOO. Yeah, I can't think of anything else, except that I'm a bit on the edge of insanity after seeing everyone last night. It makes my confinment that much worse.

So I leave now beause break is over. I love you my pretties, I miss you all!!!!!!!! *kisses all around*

WAIT! Lyrics first! Hahaha...


Behind Closed Doors
By: Rise Against

Chairs thrown and tables toppled,
Hands armed with broken bottles,
Standing no chance to win but,
We're not running, we're not running.

There's a point I think we're missing,
It's in the air we raise our fists in,
In the smiles we cast each other,
My sister, my brother.

About the time we gave up hoping,
We never find these locks still open,
Stumbling on stones unturned,
The hurt we feel, we all have earned.

The lines we've cross in search of change,
but all they see is treason

[Chorus:]
Although we have no obligation to stay alive,
On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive,
(Break out) I won't be left here,
Behind closed doors.

Bonfires burn like beacons,
Guiding the lost and weakened.
Flames dance on crashing waves,
Guiding ships who've gone astray

Time out, let's stop and think this through,
We've all got better things to do,
Than talk in circles, run in place,
Answers inches from my face.

[Chorus]

Black eyes, broken fingers,
Blood drips and I let it run,
down my lips into my swollen gums,
When hope is non-existent,
Our instincts all scream "Run",
We never turn our backs or even bite our tongue.

[Chorus x2]


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