"...The innocent can never last \ Wake me up when
September ends \ Like my father's come to pass \ Seven years has gone
so fast \ Wake me up when September ends \ Here comes the rain again \
Falling from the stars \ Drenched in my pain again \ Becoming who we
are \ As my memory rests \ But never forgets what I lost \ Wake me up
when September ends \ Summer has come and passed \ The innocent can
never last \ Wake me up when September ends \ Ring out the bells again
\ Like we did when spring began \
Wake me up when September ends \ Here comes the rain again \
Falling from the stars \
Drenched in my pain again \ Becoming who we are \ As my memory
rest \ But never forgets what I lost \ Wake me up when September ends \
Summer has come and passed \ The innocent can never last \ Wake me up
when September ends \ Like my father's come to pass \
Twenty years has gone so fast \ Wake me up when September ends..."
how often it is i rant and rave about how i never know what to do or
what i want (etc, etc). here's the fun thing... now, that i know what i
want it is impossible to achieve. i could've had it, but the whole
across the world relationship isn't quite what im ready for. stupid
war. i've been doing fairly well. i've been keeping busy. though i
should probably be doing more productive things with my time (like more
schoolwork). since i arrived at gvsu i don't remember going out and
doing nearly as much as i do now. alot of it has to do with the
outdoors and backpacking club. i thought i was dying thursday, but
luckily i wasn't. i just have the flu... well, i think i do anyway. i
went to the doctor for my insides and now they are back to not really
knowing what is wrong with me. it could be a few things. it's kinda
funny, there's a possiblility i have a parasite from drinking well
water. i might be kinda cool to say "hey i have a parasite!" instead of
"i have IBS" or something like that. i went out on a dat with melissa
friday and by date i mean going to steak n' shake and talking, venting,
laughing alot. after that, we were in her house and i managed to drop
my phone in the toilet, now all my phone does is vibrate [insert dirty
joke here]. but i should have a new phone by wedesday at the latest
(hopefully). melissa and i decided to celebrate my phone dropping by
getting a 12 pack of mikes, yeah, we were tipsy, enough to call my
voicemail and leave a nice message reminding me how rediculous i am for
suceeding in dropping my phone in the toilet! i wish i could have it on
a link on here. i really want to cuddle. i think i need more than my
body pillow. i slept 12 hours last night. it was wonderful! i wish i
could sleep 12 hours every night and still have time to do everything i
want to do in a day. oh well, maybe one day we can have 30 hour days
instead! i am just ranting a bit not really knowing what to say, so, i
guess i will call it a night and give my corrections book some
attention.
xoxo, rachel jane