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Posted: 5/10/2002, 3:25 pm
by superrgirll
there are these guys in my class who act like they are 4 years old and throw things at eachother. And they do this everyday and i am always stuck in the cross fire, so i am always bound to get hit by something. I once got a skittle violently whipped at my head. skittles hurt.
high school guys suck.
Posted: 5/10/2002, 3:30 pm
by sandsleeper
superrgirll wrote:
high school guys suck.
very, very, VERY true!
i love my english class though. i used to be in one that sounds a lot like the kind you guys described but i'm in APeng. this year so all the immature kiddypoos were weeded out. its a really small class too and we're all very close and have these incredible discussions about everthing. lol we're even planning a field trip to my english teacher's house for the end of the year, it really is the only class i still enjoy being in.
Posted: 5/10/2002, 8:00 pm
by Ray
My friends and I are starting up a band... one of my friends said he wanted us to make a song that pretty much lashed out at the cliques and bullshit of high school.
And I thought about it, and wrote this a couple minutes ago.
The Same Way
They didn't want to get up today...
didn't want to hear what they'd all say
Andy swayed his feet out of bed
and got ready to remember another day
He remembers the spills he's made
the pranks he's had played
on his sorry little soul
and every day is the same
Meets the jocks, gets hit --
runs away, deals with teacher shit
His grades aren't up to par, they say
and he's always late
Got a broken family back home,
has to deal with the pain alone.
Nobody says to leave him be,
And everything goes the same way.
The same way...
Things go everyday.
Mary wakes up today
Knows she's going to a mother someday
but doesn't know it's someday soon
like maybe by this afternoon
She knows she used to be good
but that was before the boy wearing the hood
took some innocence away
all she wanted was to feel the same
The same way he made her feel that day
That very same way...
The same way...
Things go everyday.
Greg's young and he's strong
but he's just a machine that works wrong
Greg smokes a pack a day to keep calm
and drinks the demons away
A regular hero-by-day
A right bastard-by-night
He won't be free
until he crashes his car tonight
No more pins, no more tackles
tonight he'll be free of shackles
free of the pressure on his heart
and on his head -- he doesn't know
doesn't know
that his teammates feel the same way...
The same way...
Things go everyday.
We're all the same
we're all insane
in our own ways
The same way...
Things go everyday.
Posted: 5/11/2002, 5:33 pm
by happening fish
ahh a good old fashioned angsty anthem. I like it.
meanwhile...
She
Laughed because she loved her
Cried because she hurt her
Died because it ripped her
Posted: 5/12/2002, 2:00 pm
by Captainia
K & K on that Fateful Day
A phone could have saved the world that day
Two men, not angels, not saviours, not saints
Could have dialed and ended the death
But they did not speak the same language that day
Translators as mute as they were brave
World gasping for air as they held their breath
Posted: 5/28/2002, 5:07 pm
by potato_girl
I cannot take the pain and strife
I failed at my only chance at life
I pace the room with words of fear
As my ending day is cominf near
I don't know why i act like this
It's all because of God, his list
God took all the ones i love, there's no one now
I wish they would come back somehow
Never say life is simple and at ease
'Cause life is never what is seems
i'm at my worst ans on my knees
Begging God to take me too, please
I yell I scream I can't take the pain
I never thought my life would ever be this way
Tell me that things just might be ok........
Posted: 5/28/2002, 9:33 pm
by I AM ME
Wow, some of you guys are really good, i'm begining to dabble in Lyrics but i never get good rythem and flow
Posted: 5/29/2002, 12:57 pm
by potato_girl
don't look for lyrics.... let them come to you. I get all my stuff from feelings i've had when i've lost someone, by dieing or a relationship or something..... i even right when i'm happy. Whenever i feel strong eomton i write whatever comes out
Posted: 6/6/2002, 1:24 pm
by Ray
Consumer Art
Beauty's a state of art
and I'm lost without it
The ideas are flowing
behind the shopping cart
you drop inner beauty in
But you ignore them
throw them out like trash
And the future's just unbalanced
because your ideas are messed
I wish I could yell out,
I wish I could spell success
I wish you knew about this
about how I've sold beauty to you
without knowing it
I wonder and lie down
I sit up and breakdown
And I can't stand anymore,
I can only fall and drown
No beauty with me
It's been sold to you
I'm just an ugly being
now that I've sold my insides away
You're a consumer of me
trying to throw away beauty
But I can't say I mind,
because someone wants the beauty
that I found inside of me
If just for a moment,
if just for a second of time.
Posted: 6/6/2002, 5:21 pm
by happening fish
Holy shit! PLEASE tell me you've put music to that
Posted: 6/7/2002, 7:21 pm
by Bananababy
Ray wrote:My friends and I are starting up a band... one of my friends said he wanted us to make a song that pretty much lashed out at the cliques and bullshit of high school.
And I thought about it, and wrote this a couple minutes ago.
The Same Way
They didn't want to get up today...
didn't want to hear what they'd all say
Andy swayed his feet out of bed
and got ready to remember another day
He remembers the spills he's made
the pranks he's had played
on his sorry little soul
and every day is the same
Meets the jocks, gets hit --
runs away, deals with teacher shit
His grades aren't up to par, they say
and he's always late
Got a broken family back home,
has to deal with the pain alone.
Nobody says to leave him be,
And everything goes the same way.
The same way...
Things go everyday.
Mary wakes up today
Knows she's going to a mother someday
but doesn't know it's someday soon
like maybe by this afternoon
She knows she used to be good
but that was before the boy wearing the hood
took some innocence away
all she wanted was to feel the same
The same way he made her feel that day
That very same way...
The same way...
Things go everyday.
Greg's young and he's strong
but he's just a machine that works wrong
Greg smokes a pack a day to keep calm
and drinks the demons away
A regular hero-by-day
A right bastard-by-night
He won't be free
until he crashes his car tonight
No more pins, no more tackles
tonight he'll be free of shackles
free of the pressure on his heart
and on his head -- he doesn't know
doesn't know
that his teammates feel the same way...
The same way...
Things go everyday.
We're all the same
we're all insane
in our own ways
The same way...
Things go everyday.
I like that a lot. I love cynicism
Posted: 6/7/2002, 7:23 pm
by Bananababy
You guys make me so jealous. I wish I could write so much better :| I used to write a lot more before, but not as much recently. Plus I'm in a stupid english class where the guys are like, "UMM poems don't have to RHYME???"
~Diana
Posted: 6/7/2002, 8:12 pm
by I AM ME
Poems don't have to RHYME?
Just kidding guys :wink:
Posted: 6/10/2002, 6:51 am
by stlloki
I wanted to put this in the Hockey Fans Thread but couldn't find it oh well
Until next time
This season has come
This season is gone
With well fought battles
Long and drawn
Physical plays along the boards
Hard body checks on open ice
Our warriors return beaten
They have paid the price
Fighting for a shot
For Lord Stanley's Cup
Though it remains elusive
We have not given up
My blood runs blue
As blue as can be
We will win that cup
This I believe
But for now it's silent
The battlegrounds are still
Our warriors have been defeated
But have not lost their will
Though defeat is never
A choice we choose
Until next season
LET'S GO BLUES!!
Posted: 6/10/2002, 7:49 am
by superboots
superrgirll wrote:there are these guys in my class who act like they are 4 years old and throw things at eachother. And they do this everyday and i am always stuck in the cross fire, so i am always bound to get hit by something. I once got a skittle violently whipped at my head. skittles hurt.
high school guys suck.
OMG!!! I had that exact same problem in 11th grade!!!!!!!! You know what really hurts? Getting a ball bearing thrown at your leg, when wearing a dress...that hurts miserably!!! So many people threw skittles that they took them out of the vending machine! Then they reverted to pennies.....(how immature...)
Posted: 6/10/2002, 9:32 am
by Solidarity 9-6347
superrgirll wrote:high school guys suck.
that gets my vote for understatement of the year 
~Steph
Posted: 6/10/2002, 10:58 am
by superrgirll
Junkimunki wrote:superrgirll wrote:high school guys suck.
that gets my vote for understatement of the year
yeah, it is so true. I usually go out with older guys, but a couple of weeks ago, I went out with this guy 3 months younger than me. OMG, i felt like i was baby sitting the whole time. he decided that on our date, he should bring all his friends. so it was me, him and all of his friends. (and all of his friends are really, really weird) and then he decided that we should walk around the mall for over an hour after it was closed already. I just got so bored that after they left the mall to go to some party, i decided to ditch them and go see my friend mike.
grrr, never again. i learned my lesson. high school guys do in deed suck.
Posted: 6/11/2002, 12:44 am
by curtman16
^Yeah, pretty much, high school guys are mostly a bunch of apes. I couldn't believe people had the nerve to tell me those were going to be the best years of my life .... I would have bought a shotgun if I thought that were true. The first year of college wasn't very encouraging either, but now it is good, and that's what counts.
... Most girls in high school aren't that great either .... lets not gender discriminate now; ignorance knows no gender limit
Posted: 6/11/2002, 12:52 am
by Lando
High school rocked. You don't need to be popular to enjoy it. You just have to be positive.
Posted: 6/11/2002, 1:10 am
by curtman16
^Positive, positive, grrrrrrr
I'm pessimistic at worst, or as I think of it, realistic. High school consisted of mostly idiots wandering the halls, teachers who knew less about their field of study than I did. My parents were always bickering. I mostly associated with people three years older than me at least because they were at least interesting conversation. I had braces, glasses, and over half of the school thought I was gay just because I was intelligent and used big words on a regular basis. No my friend, for me, high school was probably 3rd crappiest time in my life, only to my parents divorce and my dad's remarrage.