Friday, March 11, 2005

   Yay-ness!
I get to see some of my friends that I haven't gotten to hang out with since November this weekend! I shall describe them to you, just 'cause I can.

Zach(ariah) is...cool. He's hysterical most of the time, always good for a laugh, but also overly emotional. His sister Sarah...is...erm...well, nevermind.

Robbie is really really cool. He's smart, and has common sense. A rare combo. He seriously grew over the course of six months. When I first met him, he was short and wussy looking, a twelve-year-old. When I saw him after the six months, I would have guessed he was sixteen, except he was still short. We make fun of him A LOT about the short thing, but it's all in jest.

Milo is...Milo. Hard to describe, so I won't. Fifteen years old, by the way.

Shayna is sixteen or so, and REALLY SHORT. You would think, because of her height, that she's four years old. She is wacky, off-the-wall, goofy, and brilliant.

Okies, I'm done. Time for some lyrics! The song is "In Years to Come" by Thrice
**

i want to take the bullet,
the one aimed straight for your heart,
i want to meet the wolves halfway,
and let them tear me apart.
but that's not the way they do it here.

i want to lay on the tracks,
feel hot steel screaming at me,
expose the bones on my back,
let me show you what i mean.
yeah its a different kind of love,
i want to climb barbed wire fences
and warm our hands in blood.

and this is my gift,
is asking you to fix
my ruined hands.
and its a gift that keeps on giving,
and its a gift that keeps on giving,
and its a gift that keeps on giving,
and right now its all i have to give.

i want to lay on the tracks,
feel hot steel screaming at me,
expose the bones on my back,
let me show you what i mean
i want to lay on the tracks,
feel hot steel screaming at me,
expose the bones on my back,
let me show you what i mean

i want to write the perfect song,
and play it just for you,
while you are tangled up in sleep.
i need you more than ill ever know
until i stop breathing
my lungs will take you for granted.
**

((Another Thrice song, called "Stare at the Sun"))

i sit here clutching useless lists
and keys for doors that don't exist
i crack my teeth on pearls
i tear into the history
show me what it means to me in this world
yeah in this world

'cause i am due for a miracle
i'm waiting for a sign
i'll stare straight into the sun
and i won't close my eyes
'til i understand or go blind

i see the parts but not the whole
i study saints and scholars both
no perfect plan unfurls
do i trust my heart or just my mind
why is truth so hard to find in this world
yeah in this world

'cause i am due for a miracle
i'm waiting for a sign
i'll stare straight into the sun
and i won't close my eyes
'til i understand or go blind

i know that there's a point I've missed
a shrine or stone i haven't kissed
a scar that never graced my wrist
a mirror that hasn't met my fist
but i can't help feeling like i'm

due for a miracle
i'm waiting for a sign
i'll stare straight into the sun
and i won't close my eyes

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