May 10, 2004 07:02
heeey. i mean really i dont need to use this precious time before school to make myself look half-decent, of course not. weeeell, nothing really happened at all saturday. i was suppose to hangout with sarajane, but i lost her phone number. bleh. i played tictactoe with myself though! YES. then yesterday, my mom has this really "great" idea.."ya know what, i dont care about mothers day, im gonna go out with jim"... *chucks card under pillow*..yeaaah. it was really lame though it was all like.."this mothers day..mrs bradey has meet her match". sooo, my uncle matt, kristen, and matty came over and we all headed over to red robin. heheh. cause we aaaaall know who works there. we get our table, i eat my veggie burger like a dork, and we go to leave. BUT then we all have this brilliant idea. lets try the balloon to the truck. okay, well it popped, so they made me go back in and get another one. . . i had to jump. we went to my new house in pennypack after that, the little vaders kid chased us with sticks...ghetto style.
okay well, im gonna go. later skaters.(thats right lindsay...thats so right)
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let me take this awkward saw
and run it against your thighs
cut some flesh away
i'll carry this piece of you with me
because all i can say tonight
is i hate you
but it would be all right
if we could see each other sometime, oh.
if i could somehow make you mine
and if not i'll take my spoons
dig out your blue eyes
i'll swallow them down to my colon
they're gonna burn like hell tonight
because you're beautiful
just not on the inside
light comes from within
and your beaming eyes don't seem so bright
my heart is on the floor
why don't you step on it?
when i think of all the things you've done
my heart is on the floor
why don't you step on it?
when i think of all the things you've done
boardwalks and breaking waves
made our saturdays
i'd buy you lemonade right now
if you were here
but then i'd throw it in your face
and i'd listen to you cry
and i'd remember how i miss
our nights under these ocean skies
my heart is on the floor
why don't you step on it?
when i think of all the things you've done
my heart is on the floor
why don't you step on it?
when i think of all the things you've done
you and i are like when fire
and the ocean floor collide.