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Friday, January 04, 2008
@10:03 PM

Well, today was kind of fun. Unexpectedly. Not that I have low standards of fun, but building sandcastles wasn't exactly my idea of fun. =/ But I like wore full uniform there, which was stupid of me. Damn stupid. But luckily I didn't get dirty or anything. =)



Damn shit. I kept crying during Wednesday night and yesterday morning. For no reason at all. That's the worse part. It really gets on my nerves when that happens. But somehow I felt much better after crying. Which is weird, since that doesn't normally happen when I cry for no reason. Maybe its just build-up. =/



Realised something today. I don't fit in with a certain group of people. Should have realised that sooner though. Shall not try to fit in with them anymore. Not happy for any of us.



Alright. For lack of better posting material, shall post lyrics. Hahaha.



Stop and Stare - OneRepublic

This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands, just take the wheel...
And every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can u see what I see

They're tryin to come back, all my senses push
Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could...
Steady feet, don't fail me now
Gonna run till you can't walk
But something pulls my focus out
And I'm standing down...

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need

What u need, what u need...

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Oh, do u see what I see.



LOL of the day: When teaching someone to build sandcastles, make sure they have a good foundation.



Hahaha. Lame pun.

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