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Today, for the first time in a long time, I did something of great importance to my emotional and mental strengths. I took a nice long walk into the middle of the woods, and I sat. I just sat, and thought about what all has happened, what is happeneing, and what I would like to happen, but what most likely will occur as well. I spent a good 1and a half doing this, and afterwards, I was quite refreshed. When I got home, I began to mess around with the computer, until I was able to fix it so that I could sign onto my name on lj, and read a friends-only page. I was finally able to do so, and I began to read what would seem like a long lost friend's new lj. I was so happy, and nothign could hurt me. Then my mom kicked me off-line for having spent a good 3 hours online doing just this; starring. I decided, for some reason or another, to walk to the end of my road. Once there, I looked at the mail box, which was being held closed by a rubber band. Thinking nothing of it, I opened the mail box to see a tube inside. I took it home, and inside, was my Graflex 3-cell flashgun from teh old 1930's-1940's era speed graphic camera. For those who don't know, that camera part, once a 7 bubbled LED screen, a D-ring with a hoop, a metalic strip, and a set of 6 equally cut pieces of windsheild wiper from an old VW, is what they used to make the lightsaber for luke skywalker in the original star wars movie. I just so happened to have the rest of the parts, so putting it together was a piece of cake. Now I have a prop replica of the original Luke Skywalker lightsaber. This shall make a fine part of my Anakin costume that I shall wear to see Episode 3 in. It totally rocks. In other news....well.. its bed time, so in the morninginging I'll finish this story.
Christian
Day after day,
Alone on a hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see what he wants to do,
And he never gives an answer,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Well on his way his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning round,
AhhAHhAHhhhAHAHAH,
Round, Round, round, Round,Round,
Nobody seems to like him
They can see that he's just a fool.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning round.
......... Maybe things could be like they used to be.. in the good old days.
Christian
Day after day,
Alone on a hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see what he wants to do,
And he never gives an answer,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Well on his way his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning round,
AhhAHhAHhhhAHAHAH,
Round, Round, round, Round,Round,
Nobody seems to like him
They can see that he's just a fool.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning round.
......... Maybe things could be like they used to be.. in the good old days.