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Thursday, November 18, 2004


Hey You.
Well...today was okay. I woke up, took a shower, and went to school. Unfortunatly I forgot to brush my hair. So yeah...that wasn't good. Anywho, I borrowed my friends brush. Then, band we played a song were I play the cymbals. Usually I don't do anything in band so I guess thats considered a step up. Then I went to Geography. I see no point in that class. I don't ever learn anything in there. Bored...bored.. bored. Anywho, then I went to Graphic Arts. God, how I hate that boy in that class. I mean he looks like he in his late 20's already and he wants to screw me, and he always calls me Sweetie. I dispise guys like that. Then, I went to lunch and disputed with my mind and stomach whether I should eat or not. I did. Bleh, I felt sick afterward though. Then, I stood outside, it was such a pretty day. the clouds were such a beautiful shade of blue. Then, I went to Spanish. So boring in there. Nothing to do, I always finish first. I went to geometry after, and I had to take a quiz. darn quiz I prolly failed it. Oh well, I asked Robert if he like Rachel. He said she was kool. But thats not the answer I wanted. I wanted him to say yes. Darn him. He never gives straight answers. I don't get him sometimes. Well, after that I went to IPC. We took notes, yay. Then I went to English and watched Romeo and Juliet. Fun. No play practice today. That sucks. I went home and yeah. I don't like to talk about home. It's not pleasant there.

Hey You by Pink Floyd
Hey you,
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?

Hey you,
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?

Hey you,
Don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in, without a fight.

Hey you,
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?

Hey you,
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?

Hey you,
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only, fantasy.
The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried, he could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you,
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?

Hey you,
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?

Hey you,
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.

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