we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Ok. I'm supposed to have an ASB meeting, the last three meetings or so were in the league (student building).....so I brave the harsh elements to get to the league. NOBODY'S here.
I'm sooooo confused. grr.
HARDCORE!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
I am sick and tired of these freezing days, where the high temperature is 15 degrees with a windchill of 4. NOT fun to have to deal with when you have a 10 minute walk to class.
ok....I must return to studying developmental psych. Carry on.
HARDCORE!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
i thought i was going to get frostbite today. where do you work melissa?
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
I want it to be the summer of 2002. < sigh > it was the best four months of my life....
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
HA! I want winter to stay FOREVER!!!!!
I love winter.
It brings me a job and a past time.
I'm going up to the mountain tomorrow. Good god, it is supposed to be -15 down here, without windchill.
One ride up the lift and I will definatly have frostbite. Maybe it will be a short day.
~anna
[shadow=darkred]Take a chance on that which seems to be the making of a dream.[/shadow]
AHH..first day of classes over! It wasn't too bad, and my lab tomorrow was canceled so I only have one class from 8:40-9:30, then it's party party party..til I have to go to work.