back to reality.......
this is going to be long.... but no one will read it anyways....
so going back to school sucked.....back to reality. just made me miss france and everyone else more. now in american lit we r doing all these "american idenity" projects. i do not know what my identity is....but i think it has something to with this trip. i have so many thoughts and so many questions running through my head. but why now? what about this trip made me think such random things. my eyes have just been opened up wider. yes so cliche. get over it. and then like everyone was asking me 'oh how was france' and i just said AMAZING.....but they have absolutly no idea how amazing it was. i met the coolest people. whom i was comfortable around and i just let loose. and it felt good. bc i can only really do that with jenny and i dont know why. i feel like most ppl i meet are all fake, they act like they like you then as soon as you leave they just trash you. why does everyone care so much? ...i really dont want to get swept away in this bs. i have learned so much about myself and life and where i stand in this world...and finaly realizing why i have never felt like i fit in
memories.....
those 8 days were just one big blurr. I remeber Lisha and how fast we became friends. i remeber having a pillow fight when we woke up and her snoring and impressions of her dog. i remeber all those pictures we took and our singing..."stop its too late. im getting frus-trated. i see no sign of fortress. i see no sign of fortress". i remember gordo and his ability to make me laugh until my stomach hurts with his large mouth (literally) and putting the mooshi on his head and looking like a gigantic penis. and his scarf modeling. i remember staying up all night with lisha while she was sick and freaking out because i thought she was going to die and then listening to her snore all night. i remember the bus rides with the endless fields of yellow flowers and cows that lisha saw for the first time. i remember the metro. and the beauty of the city at the top of the effiel tower. the boat ride down the siene. i remember the beautiful chateaux and cathedrals. i remember the beaches of normandie. i remeber carrie and the most hilarious things that come out of her mouth and how she flosses her teeth with other ppls soul. i remember waltzing in the street with lisha and her ostrich impression. i remember the horrible dinners we had. i remember the french boy at the cafe. i remember the crepes and croque monisiers. uncomfortable bus rides. the rain. i remember animal crackers. i remember everyone staying into our hotel room until the wee hours in the morning. i remember talking to ali about life and what to make of it. i remeber the stange noises coming out from the new york boys room. the hundreds of pictures we all took. i remember the market and the guy who played the didgery do. i remember rene jean and quality burger. i remember meeting izzy and thinking how cool her name was. and talking to her. i remember bonding with izzy ali and lisha and that great talk we had. i remember the gorgous boy at the winery and contemplating with lisha about when will they see past the make up and boobs and see the real ppl and figuring out why i hate it here so much. i remember out picnic at the loire with the apple cider and just laughing. i remember running down the stairs of the Effiel Tower. i remember the spaniards that were harrasing us. i remember getting to know the ny girls and realizing some of them were cool. i remember seeing a different side to alex that i had never seen before. i remember all of alex's lame jokes that i found incredibly hilarious. i remember cody and how much fun we had just laughing. i remember the randomness of andyman. i remember getting off the plane in washington and feeling like i was in a foreign country. i remember saying good my to the frenchies and it was soo hard. i remember cody hugging me so hard until i couldnt breathe. i think i will always remember
and if you read this....most of you probably dont understand...well u can get over that too. :-D
anyways this goes out too lish alex izzy ali cody andy gordo karri carolyn and carrie. you guys are the best..........
I got a story it's almost finished
all i need is someone to tell it too
maybe, that's you.
our time is borrowed and spent to freely
every minute i have needs to be made up
but how?
i'm looking for a nice way to say
"i'm out."
i want out.
i fall asleep with my friends around me
only place i know, i feel safe
i'm gonna call this home
the open road is still miles away
Hey nothing serious
we still have our fun
oh we had it once
Windows open and close
that's just how it goes
don't it feel like sunshine afterall
the world we love forever, gone
we're only just as happy
as everyone else seems to think we are
i'm in love with the ordinary
i need a simple space
and rest my head
everything gets clear
well i'm a little ashamed for asking
but just a little helps
it gets me straight again
helps me get over it (over it)
it might seem like a dream
but it's real to me
don't it feel like sunshine afterall
the world we love forever, gone
we're only just as happy
as everyone else seems to think we are
you should see the canals are freezing
you should see me high
you should just be here
be with me here
it doesn't seem theres hope for me
i let you down
but i won't give in now
not for any amount
don't it feel like sunshine afterall
the world we love forever, gone
we're only just as happy
as everyone else seems to think we are
so going back to school sucked.....back to reality. just made me miss france and everyone else more. now in american lit we r doing all these "american idenity" projects. i do not know what my identity is....but i think it has something to with this trip. i have so many thoughts and so many questions running through my head. but why now? what about this trip made me think such random things. my eyes have just been opened up wider. yes so cliche. get over it. and then like everyone was asking me 'oh how was france' and i just said AMAZING.....but they have absolutly no idea how amazing it was. i met the coolest people. whom i was comfortable around and i just let loose. and it felt good. bc i can only really do that with jenny and i dont know why. i feel like most ppl i meet are all fake, they act like they like you then as soon as you leave they just trash you. why does everyone care so much? ...i really dont want to get swept away in this bs. i have learned so much about myself and life and where i stand in this world...and finaly realizing why i have never felt like i fit in
memories.....
those 8 days were just one big blurr. I remeber Lisha and how fast we became friends. i remeber having a pillow fight when we woke up and her snoring and impressions of her dog. i remeber all those pictures we took and our singing..."stop its too late. im getting frus-trated. i see no sign of fortress. i see no sign of fortress". i remember gordo and his ability to make me laugh until my stomach hurts with his large mouth (literally) and putting the mooshi on his head and looking like a gigantic penis. and his scarf modeling. i remember staying up all night with lisha while she was sick and freaking out because i thought she was going to die and then listening to her snore all night. i remember the bus rides with the endless fields of yellow flowers and cows that lisha saw for the first time. i remember the metro. and the beauty of the city at the top of the effiel tower. the boat ride down the siene. i remember the beautiful chateaux and cathedrals. i remember the beaches of normandie. i remeber carrie and the most hilarious things that come out of her mouth and how she flosses her teeth with other ppls soul. i remember waltzing in the street with lisha and her ostrich impression. i remember the horrible dinners we had. i remember the french boy at the cafe. i remember the crepes and croque monisiers. uncomfortable bus rides. the rain. i remember animal crackers. i remember everyone staying into our hotel room until the wee hours in the morning. i remember talking to ali about life and what to make of it. i remeber the stange noises coming out from the new york boys room. the hundreds of pictures we all took. i remember the market and the guy who played the didgery do. i remember rene jean and quality burger. i remember meeting izzy and thinking how cool her name was. and talking to her. i remember bonding with izzy ali and lisha and that great talk we had. i remember the gorgous boy at the winery and contemplating with lisha about when will they see past the make up and boobs and see the real ppl and figuring out why i hate it here so much. i remember out picnic at the loire with the apple cider and just laughing. i remember running down the stairs of the Effiel Tower. i remember the spaniards that were harrasing us. i remember getting to know the ny girls and realizing some of them were cool. i remember seeing a different side to alex that i had never seen before. i remember all of alex's lame jokes that i found incredibly hilarious. i remember cody and how much fun we had just laughing. i remember the randomness of andyman. i remember getting off the plane in washington and feeling like i was in a foreign country. i remember saying good my to the frenchies and it was soo hard. i remember cody hugging me so hard until i couldnt breathe. i think i will always remember
and if you read this....most of you probably dont understand...well u can get over that too. :-D
anyways this goes out too lish alex izzy ali cody andy gordo karri carolyn and carrie. you guys are the best..........
I got a story it's almost finished
all i need is someone to tell it too
maybe, that's you.
our time is borrowed and spent to freely
every minute i have needs to be made up
but how?
i'm looking for a nice way to say
"i'm out."
i want out.
i fall asleep with my friends around me
only place i know, i feel safe
i'm gonna call this home
the open road is still miles away
Hey nothing serious
we still have our fun
oh we had it once
Windows open and close
that's just how it goes
don't it feel like sunshine afterall
the world we love forever, gone
we're only just as happy
as everyone else seems to think we are
i'm in love with the ordinary
i need a simple space
and rest my head
everything gets clear
well i'm a little ashamed for asking
but just a little helps
it gets me straight again
helps me get over it (over it)
it might seem like a dream
but it's real to me
don't it feel like sunshine afterall
the world we love forever, gone
we're only just as happy
as everyone else seems to think we are
you should see the canals are freezing
you should see me high
you should just be here
be with me here
it doesn't seem theres hope for me
i let you down
but i won't give in now
not for any amount
don't it feel like sunshine afterall
the world we love forever, gone
we're only just as happy
as everyone else seems to think we are