Don't look so surprised! I can write in my journal for two consecutive days!
Okay so school sucked. It was boring. We did get out 2 hours early though. I was sad that Health 2 got cut short though. *frown* I sit by Amanda so it's fun. Mrs. Neilsen said that where we sit will be our seating arrangement too! So I'll FOR SURE get to sit by her! Woot! Erm...Biology I forgot the stuff I needed to turn in so the teacher like...glared at me. Scary-ishly. PE...not too bad surprisingly. We golfed lol. Or learned how to swing right and all that. I really didn't get it. Lol...Jaimie was actually really good. But I sucked...it inspired me to create my new MSN name.
I bent my shaft...I dented the head...and I lost my balls in the bush..............................God I hate golfing.
I found it amusing.
Ummm...Geometry was surprisingly interesting. Like..I dunno why even. But I was actually paying attention. *skips* I have Comp. Lit. 2 homework to do and 3 stupid Spanish 2 worksheets. Mrs. McGraine(sp?) seems like a total moron when it comes to Spanish and a horrible teacher. She's hella nice though so we'll see. Erm..I came home and continued to listen to A Walk Through Hell on repeat. I think I may have a sickness. Maybe some form of OCD. Umm, I ate Subway..and that's my day in short. Let's see. I don't really have much else to say so I'll babble! Yay!
And if I could swim, I'd swim out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you were floating in the dark.
And if was blessed, I'd walk on the water you're breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving sunken chest.
'Cause they chose you as the model for their empty little dreams,
With your new head and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you, and they gut you, and you give in..
And if I was brave, I'd climb up to you on the mountain,
They led you to drink from their fountain, spouting lies.
And I'd slay the horrible beast they commissioned
To steer me away from my mission to your eyes.
And I'd stand there, like a soldier, with my foot upon his chest,
With my grin spread, and my arms out, in my bloodstained Sunday's best,
And I'd hold you, and remind you who you are.. under their shell...
(chorus)
I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes
These soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless without you...
And if they send a whirlwind, I'd hug it like a harmless little tree
Or an earthquake, I'd calm it, and I'd bring you back to me,
And I'd hold you in my weak arms like a first born
I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes,
these soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue
My soul is usless without you..
(through hell for you)
(through hell)
Without you, without you...
(through hell for you)
Without you
Now I've walked through hell for you
What's an adventurer to do,
But rest these feet at home with you?
*pouts* I miss Whitney so much. I'm talking to her right now. Well, it's not so much that I miss her perse, but I miss having someone around all the time to talk to and joke around with. All my close friend seem to live in Schleswig...or Washington in Whitney's case. Ahhhh well. I'll live. Umm I've had this really strong urge to write. I want to finish my book. I wanna know what happens lol. If that makes sense. *brow furrows* Yeah, I just dunno what to do. I'm so pissed cuz I lost like 2 (nearly 3) pages I had written on a typewriter and that was my only copy and I really like the way it sounded. *sighs* Maybe I'll go see if I can find that now and write. Whitney's been like, threatening my life if I don't finish. So yeah...hrm. Nothing left to say really. Possibly write more later if something interesting happens...HAH! So that's really not lookin' to good. Laters.
--Alissa
I bent my shaft...I dented the head...and I lost my balls in the bush..............................God I hate golfing.
I found it amusing.
Ummm...Geometry was surprisingly interesting. Like..I dunno why even. But I was actually paying attention. *skips* I have Comp. Lit. 2 homework to do and 3 stupid Spanish 2 worksheets. Mrs. McGraine(sp?) seems like a total moron when it comes to Spanish and a horrible teacher. She's hella nice though so we'll see. Erm..I came home and continued to listen to A Walk Through Hell on repeat. I think I may have a sickness. Maybe some form of OCD. Umm, I ate Subway..and that's my day in short. Let's see. I don't really have much else to say so I'll babble! Yay!
And if I could swim, I'd swim out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you were floating in the dark.
And if was blessed, I'd walk on the water you're breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving sunken chest.
'Cause they chose you as the model for their empty little dreams,
With your new head and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you, and they gut you, and you give in..
And if I was brave, I'd climb up to you on the mountain,
They led you to drink from their fountain, spouting lies.
And I'd slay the horrible beast they commissioned
To steer me away from my mission to your eyes.
And I'd stand there, like a soldier, with my foot upon his chest,
With my grin spread, and my arms out, in my bloodstained Sunday's best,
And I'd hold you, and remind you who you are.. under their shell...
(chorus)
I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes
These soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless without you...
And if they send a whirlwind, I'd hug it like a harmless little tree
Or an earthquake, I'd calm it, and I'd bring you back to me,
And I'd hold you in my weak arms like a first born
I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes,
these soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue
My soul is usless without you..
(through hell for you)
(through hell)
Without you, without you...
(through hell for you)
Without you
Now I've walked through hell for you
What's an adventurer to do,
But rest these feet at home with you?
*pouts* I miss Whitney so much. I'm talking to her right now. Well, it's not so much that I miss her perse, but I miss having someone around all the time to talk to and joke around with. All my close friend seem to live in Schleswig...or Washington in Whitney's case. Ahhhh well. I'll live. Umm I've had this really strong urge to write. I want to finish my book. I wanna know what happens lol. If that makes sense. *brow furrows* Yeah, I just dunno what to do. I'm so pissed cuz I lost like 2 (nearly 3) pages I had written on a typewriter and that was my only copy and I really like the way it sounded. *sighs* Maybe I'll go see if I can find that now and write. Whitney's been like, threatening my life if I don't finish. So yeah...hrm. Nothing left to say really. Possibly write more later if something interesting happens...HAH! So that's really not lookin' to good. Laters.
--Alissa