yup.
edit: maybe not.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Beginnings and Ends
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
Anna Nalick, Breathe (2am)
I'm good, y'all. And I hope you are too.
Just breathe.
Friday, January 05, 2007
It's gonna be a good week.
Today, as it is, was brilliant. And so brilliant I wouldn't mind if it WERE the high point. Swimming, day with the parents (in a good mood), the band.
:)
muppet.
And THEN, this:
-=phantaSmagoria=- "come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!" says: (12:30:47 AM)
SHUDDUP I'M TURNING GAY.
He'll defend himself, I'm sure, and tell you it's out of context. But that is THE best line I've heard all...last decade.
Bring it on, 2007. With friends like mine, I'm gonna enjoy the ride.
:)
muppet.
And THEN, this:
-=phantaSmagoria=- "come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!" says: (12:30:47 AM)
SHUDDUP I'M TURNING GAY.
He'll defend himself, I'm sure, and tell you it's out of context. But that is THE best line I've heard all...last decade.
Bring it on, 2007. With friends like mine, I'm gonna enjoy the ride.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
The Books Warehouse Sale
at the expo is by far THE best books sale I've been too. I'm now the thrilled and slightly high new owner of:
1. Kafka on the shore, by Haruki Murakami ($5)
2. The Scar, by China Mieville
3. Touching Earth, by Rani Manicka
4. The House of Mirth, by Edith Wharton (3 for $10)
5. Life of Pi, by Yann Martel ($5)
6. The Dream of Scipio, by Iain Pears ($5)
7. Getting Mother's Body, by Suzan-Lori Parks ($5)
8. The Last Samurai, by Helen DeWitt ($4)
9.The House of Blue Mangoes, by David Davidar ($5)
10. The Rice Mother, by Rani Manicka ($6)
which is, if you aren't a mathmo with instant calculation abilities, 10 books for $45. I am over the moon. This is better than my discovery of Tequila Sunrises. The place ITSELF (Expo Hall 4b) is heaven on earth. I was given half an hour, and couldn't get through more than 4 of the many many barrows of books. My dad's face when he came back to get me and saw the books I had was priceless :D Now I just need to convince him to let me ship them all up with me...
And finish reading Richard II. And Henry IV. And The Tempest. And Antony and Cleopatra. Perhaps it'd be a better idea if I put the new books away for a while. Sigh.
Whoop :p
1. Kafka on the shore, by Haruki Murakami ($5)
2. The Scar, by China Mieville
3. Touching Earth, by Rani Manicka
4. The House of Mirth, by Edith Wharton (3 for $10)
5. Life of Pi, by Yann Martel ($5)
6. The Dream of Scipio, by Iain Pears ($5)
7. Getting Mother's Body, by Suzan-Lori Parks ($5)
8. The Last Samurai, by Helen DeWitt ($4)
9.The House of Blue Mangoes, by David Davidar ($5)
10. The Rice Mother, by Rani Manicka ($6)
which is, if you aren't a mathmo with instant calculation abilities, 10 books for $45. I am over the moon. This is better than my discovery of Tequila Sunrises. The place ITSELF (Expo Hall 4b) is heaven on earth. I was given half an hour, and couldn't get through more than 4 of the many many barrows of books. My dad's face when he came back to get me and saw the books I had was priceless :D Now I just need to convince him to let me ship them all up with me...
And finish reading Richard II. And Henry IV. And The Tempest. And Antony and Cleopatra. Perhaps it'd be a better idea if I put the new books away for a while. Sigh.
Whoop :p
Monday, January 01, 2007
Goodbye 06, Hellooooo 07
One realises, as the years go by (gawd, I sound old), that it's a lot easier to realise that some things stay and some things were nice while they lasted, but are nicer in retrospect. Or even if they arent, may be. So I package the experiences of 06 - reliefteaching, amoeba, amplify, ymm, 2 of the best months of my life, and look forward to those of 07 - I Havn't The Faintest Clue.
And am terrified. But thrilled at the same time.
Happy New Year everyone. Pics will be up shortly (I hope, seeing that I won't be HERE, shortly), and I looooove you.
And am terrified. But thrilled at the same time.
Happy New Year everyone. Pics will be up shortly (I hope, seeing that I won't be HERE, shortly), and I looooove you.
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