Saturday, April 1, 2006

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How Many More Times?
April 1, 2006
12.30AM EST

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Once again. My day: meh.

School was good. The rest of the day, sucked.

Once again, didn't get to spend any time with 'em. XD

I was supposed to go to open house at Armstrong Atlantic tomorrow. But it just so happens that my test date for the SAT is tomorrow. I had no fucking clue. I was never notified through mail or email, and I just so happened to log on to CollegeBoard to check my test date. Only to find, that it was the very next day. Talk about a fucking bummer. So, there goes half of my Saturday. to top it off, I'm not sure how to get to the high school where I'm taking it.

Effing ess ey geedee mofo.

I should probably get some sleep for my big test tomorrow. Hah. I just hope I can manage to get my ass out of bed at 6am. After all this lack of sleep all week, I doubt I'll be able to get out under my own strength.

Sayonara,
Josh

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{What I'm listening to}

Title: How Many More Times
Artist: Led Zeppelin
Album: Led Zeppelin





{Lyrics}

How Many More Times, treat me the way you wanna do?
How Many More Times, treat me the way you wanna do?
When I give you all my love, please, please be true.

I'll give you all I've got to give, rings, pearls, and all.
I'll give you all I've got to give, rings, pearls, and all.
I've got to get you together baby, I'm sure, sure you're gonna crawl.

I was a young man, I couldn't resist.
Started thinkin' it all over, just what I had missed.
Got me a girl and I kissed her and then and then...
Whoops, oh Lordy, well I did it again.
Now I got ten children of my own.
I got another child on the way that makes eleven.
But I'm in constant heaven.
I know it's all right in my mind
'Cause I got a little schoolgirl and she's all mine.
I can't get through to her 'cause it doesn't permit.
But I'm gonna give her everything I've got to give.

Oh, Rosie, oh, girl.
Oh, Rosie, oh, girl.
Steal away now, steal away
Steal away baby, steal away
Little Robert Anthony wants to come and play.
Oh why don't you come to me baby?
Steal away.

Well they call me the hunter, that's my name.
They call me the hunter, that's how I got my fame.
Ain't no need to hide, Ain't no need to run.
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my..........gun!

How Many More Times, barrelhouse all night long.
How Many More Times, barrelhouse all night long.
I've got to get to you, baby, baby, please come home.
I've got to get to you, baby, baby, please come home.
Please come home.
Please come home.

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