I know sorry isn't good enough, but it's all I've really got at the moment.
In other news, my last final is tomorrow. Yay. And boo... or something...
And I feel sick. Might throw up eventually. Think I'll get off the computer in awhile...
So yeah... or something...
To all my friends here, I love you guys. Even the ones I'm currently in disagreements with.
Have a nice summer please. I hope you do. Try not to do anything stupid, and always wash your hands after you use the bathroom and before you prepare food.
And I'm not drunk. Just feeling like I'm going to throw up.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ... mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
COMMENTS
Eww.. it's the Donnie Darko version of the song.. I must say, the original by Tears for Fears is sooo much better.
Yes, I know. I know it will never work out. I know it will never happen again. I know it is over. Yet I still care about you. Love you? Possibly. But yes. I know it will never work out again. That is clear to me. But you must know, that in every person, there will always be that little voice that might take things the wrong way. It is a part of being more or less human.
Why do I care about you, possibly even love you? I have no clue. I often wish I knew why, but the truth is, I don't. The truth is, I see a lot of myself in you. A lot of the same strengths, a lot of the same faults. In a perfect world, where I had a car and we could see each other more often, and talk face-to-face more often, and work out our differences, we could possibly still be together. But this is not a perfect world. And things rarely work out the way we want them to. In this reality, the prince and the princess rarely ever ride off together on a white steed to a shining castle.
But I find it very unlikely I will ever stop caring about you. I find unlikely I will ever stop holding you in high regard, with a place in my heart.
But I am happy to be a friend now. Whether a friend, or one with benefits, it does not matter to me.
But I do know it is over. I know that it will never work out.
But I still care about you.
As I sit here, listening to Moonlight Sonata, I think of things past. Things that happened, things that will never happen again. I think of the things I have done, the mistakes I have made, the things I should have done.
I think of the present. I think of how I am alone, I think of how much I have lamented, I think of how I miss loving someone, having them love me equally, and actually being able to hold said person in my arms, and look into their eyes.
As I sit here, in this chair, pitifully wallowing in this self-pity, and I write about it. I write about it to get it out of my system.
Yes... I am sad. I am alone. That is all...
So I figured out what I'm gonna do with one of my old sweaters that I cut the sleeves off of: modify it even more. I cut off the zippers (they were crap anyways), stitched up the pockets and some rips, and I'm planning to add some length on the bottom with dark and drab coloured pieces of cloth. Browns, tans, greys and blacks. Stitch them all together, make it lycanthrope-y. I'll probably post some of the photos in a portfolio when it's finished.
This should be a lot of fun. ^^
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NITEOWL47
20:29 May 28 2008
Sick huh? Well, here's to hoping ya feel better, little bro.