Just doing this again because it's crazy boring at work
I can't help it if I'm bored, and wanted to find this again. I mean, it was pretty awesome the first time. Finals just happen to be stressing a little. Well, papers more than anything. But it's almost done. And I've got an internship for the summer (which reminds me I still need to turn in the paperwork) and plans for Six Flags and maybe Cedar Point. And growing up in some sun.
I discovered Twitter just recently. Add me, I'm still gettinotterhere.
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
Say a word that's quiet
I'm not saying it's your fault--
mas que nada
I really think I better get a hold of myself,
of all the churning random hearts under the sun:
I know your dream,
Take no solace in my sense of what to do.
Your heart is racing,
driving away from the wreck of the day.
I wear my hat when I go outside.
(FInally woken/ finally woken) I've been thinking 'bout things--
God bless the daylight.
You looked into the hidden meaning
birds watching from the lines,
flowers
Never knew I could feel like this:
"light and day" is more than you'll say,
"I know you see me looking"
--maybe it's intuition--
Those who are dead are not dead,
After one or two I get used to the room.
Well I think I liked the earlier one better. But it is what it is. Now, to facebook creep!
I discovered Twitter just recently. Add me, I'm still gettinotterhere.
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
Say a word that's quiet
I'm not saying it's your fault--
mas que nada
I really think I better get a hold of myself,
of all the churning random hearts under the sun:
I know your dream,
Take no solace in my sense of what to do.
Your heart is racing,
driving away from the wreck of the day.
I wear my hat when I go outside.
(FInally woken/ finally woken) I've been thinking 'bout things--
God bless the daylight.
You looked into the hidden meaning
birds watching from the lines,
flowers
Never knew I could feel like this:
"light and day" is more than you'll say,
"I know you see me looking"
--maybe it's intuition--
Those who are dead are not dead,
After one or two I get used to the room.
Well I think I liked the earlier one better. But it is what it is. Now, to facebook creep!