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| Hmm...its been awhile since I updated this and so since I know you are all so curious to know what's been going on with myself you've been checking every day even before your subscription digests get to you. Riiight...Well thanks for asking I've been great, you missed out on all sorts of fun stuff like valentines day (when I found out an anvil would fall on me) and some party at ryan's house. I don't remember what it was for. hmm...oh yea! the superbowl, that was a fun one. Oh yea and ash's bday party that I was at for some twenty minutes...good quacamole though. Hmm, that about wraps up my social life, haha. Oh unless you count beating zach at fooSEball almost every evening. Right now its almost eleven and I don't want to go to bed, I'm kind of a little completely out of it, but that's ok. Yea and I think I will go to bed. I'll finish updating...later? | | |
| Five Iron Frenzy
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New Years Eve
It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises, I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year. The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows, wishing I was never here. I persevere. A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs, they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye.
This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow. My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, this New Years Eve, will turn out better than before, I'm holding on, still holding out, until they close the door... on me.
It's New Years Eve and I feel my insecurities, are haunting me like ghosts, this sinking quicksand. And then with thunderous praise and lofty adoration, a second passes by, yet nothing changes. I hate my skin, this grave I'm standing in. Another change of years, and I wish I wasn't here.
A year goes by and I'm staring at my watch again, and I dig deep this time, for something greater than I've ever been, life to ancient wineskins. And I was blind but now I see.
This New Years Eve, something must change me inside, I'm crooked and misguided, and tired of being tired. This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow. My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, in You.
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Mmmhmm, and I thought I would update since its been awhile and I got some fifteen comments last time. More than that though, I have homework I don't want to work on so this is my procrastination method for the moment. Ah most (all but one?) of you might have noticed I wasn't on aim last week, it doesn't look like this situation is going to change any time reaaaaaaaaaaal soon. Those of you with pressing information or questions or even quams can call me at home, but the most sure-fire way to get in touch with me is by email (which I check every day and only a few people have learned its effectiveness).
So much for contact info. As for my day to day, lots of time without my aim. I recently got a piano score for RENT, Seasons Of Love is real fun to play. I had region band last weekend, which involved a lot of sitting around and doing nothing, sitting around doing something, and sitting around and convincing people to try and knock over the trash can that's bolted to the ground near the student center at San Jac. Fun stuff. It was cool though, becuase afterwards I went to chile's in my jeans and tux shirt and jacket with vivi, meli, scotty, my sis, and lots of parents and a few other siblings.
On the home front, Dad's off in russia doing wilderness survival training so we're one short. Haven't been doing a whole lot of social activities but that's ok because you guys know I can entertain myself.
And so, I think we've reached the point at which I must work on my homework to get to bed at a reasonable time. Adieu.
"'But you love bein' an ogre!'
'I know, but I love Fiona more...'"
^random Shrek quote for the day (I like being an ogre too, heh)
P.S. If anyone reads this, and knows Jess O., tell her that "hola" means "hello" and the answer is D
P.P.S And that she owes me a pie
P.P.P.S and O-relax
P.P.P.P.S how i hate to go, and leave you lonely
P.P.P.P.P.S have another little swallow little lady and follow me dooooooooown
P.P.P.P.P.P.S The former Scott's new name is andy: AA battery
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S O, gimme that knife...
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S but we're not ninjas...'dun bother me with trifles'
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S Even though you're weird, I love you anyway...waaaaaaaaaaaaait...
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S salute your colonel
P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S ok sorry about all the inside jokes that pretty much no one is going to get, what can I say? I got carried awaaaaaaaaaaaaay,and not just by...balloooooooooooooooons | | |
| New music for christmas time.
Thought I should update to remind everyone that this is actually my xanga (although I was expecting another better jetta-entry, mebbe we'll take turns or something). We finished our study on dem fruits of the spirit, and while I know that some of my avid readers acually look for my descriptions of our discussion I just want to talk about some of the presiding things and not so much the nitty definitions and the small things that we had to look at to get the big picture. In the last nine weeks the ten of us, along with Janice, Janet and Mike, talked about deep things, and shallow things, and God things, where we were, and where we were going. This is what real friendship and fellowship is, and no friend will ever be closer than the ones you make that way. So it comes down to the best friends are made with God, the best acts are done with God, and the best life is lived with God. That is the key behind the fruits of the spirit, do it with God. God is love, and joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self-control; where he is, there will be those things and where those things are, there is God. "Here is a trustworthy saying that bears thought".
As for me, I'm busy as anyone with finals and projects and such. Its eleven o'clock and I have audition tommorrow but I'm posting this instead of practicing because I love you all so much. Besides that though, I usually write these late at night (which is why they are always so weird). I saw Peter Schickele on Friday with Van and my parents, it was extremely funny. Van if you're reading this you have a thirty-two bar penalty for not replying to Faeries Aire and Death March. Props go out to Olive and her mom for all the spontaneous home rides and other (dollar store?) rides. Same to miz. Looloo and miz. O. Sorry for bumming rides all the time (meli and jess if you'd pass those on). On saturday I went to region and Scott made it through the next cut! That's pretty skilled but he's gonna have to focus more on his stealth skills now because I think Joel might try to arrange for his death...Today Jetta was really upset after lunch cuz some guy was messing with her, I hate it so much when people think with their dick. I'm trying to assemble christmas presents for all my people, but my little brother admitted to stealing five dollars from my stash, but everyone pretty much surmises that he took the other $115 at the same time because its missing too. Don't expect anything expensive this year folks who I manage to get presents for. If I don't manage to get you a present, don't take it as an insult, take it as a compliment that I couldn't find something good enough for you with my thirty dollar budget. I should finally be getting my permit soon, hopefully on wednesday. I'm gonna miss not having bible study on Wednesday, oh well. Speaking of which, my piano teacher is getting surgery, so I won't have any lessons for awhile which means I have nothing after school any more so maybe I can go to aikido one of those days. That would be good.
Well, its hard to sum up my life over the past month or so but that's some random flashes clumped into the most disjointed paragraph I think I have ever written. Leave some comments.
I hope it snows this week, a snowflake on your cheek would make this christmas
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| HE IS NOT BEING CONTROLED BY ME SCOTT!
well, maybe a little. but not the point.
sorry im on here again joey, but i found the perfect song for you. :)
yusss.
Relient K!!
yippeee!!!
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