Mental Housecleaning
I was standing at the counter
I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heart
After taking every detour
Getting lost and losing track
So that even if I wanted
I could not find my way back
After driving out the memory
Of the way things might've been
After I'd forgotten all about us,
The song remembers when
We were rolling through the Rockies
We were up above the clouds
When a station out of Jackson played that song
And it seemed the moment and the moment seemed to freeze
When we turned the music up and sang along
And there was a God in heaven
And the world made perfect sense
We were young and were in love
And we were easy to convince
We were headed straight for Eden
It was just around the bend
And though I had forgotten all about us
The song remembers when....
I guess something must've happened
And we must've said goodbye.
And my heart must have been broken,
Though I can't recall just why....
The song remembers when.
Oh for all the miles between us
And for all the time that's passed
You would think I haven't gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on earth you are
But that's just a lot of water
Underneath the bridge I've burned
And there's no use in backtracking
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
For even if the whole world has forgotten,
The song remembers when
Oh even if the whole world has forgotten,
The song remembers when.
--"The Song Remembers When," by Michael Ball
Heard a song this morning (not the one quoted above, that one just fits the mood) that made me tempted to fling large amounts of breakables against the wall, reminding me as it did of someone I used to know. And that pissed me off more than the song thing had. I've come to the conclusion that it's well past time certain dickwads were permanently ejected from my brain.
*peers at Wiccan/Pagan friends* Anybody know a good memory-blocking spell or ritual? *chirps hopefully*
Yeah, I've decided that some of the bad memories are going to stick around, because it's a good way to remind myself of what *not* to do. But certain people--notably a certain L.--have gotta go. *nods firmly @ Plushie* Had enough of him. Time he departed from my brain. Byebye, never wanna see you again. *nods firmly again* Not worth my time and not worth the hard drive space you're taking up in my brain. *right-clicks and selects "Send to Recycle Bin"*
Good riddance :)
Wish I could entirely delete him and everything associated with....but that would mean having to block memories of certain other people who were *really* good to me at the time, notably Plushie and Jesse. Fucking interconnected webs.....Oh well, I'll figure something out.
I crashed at 10 last night, after reading for a little while, and woke up briefly at 6:45 or so, then went back to sleep till 10. Lazed around till 10:45 and got up to get dressed and stuff. I gotta finish doing my hair and putting on real shoes instead of flip-flops. Then work until 5. I think I'll write my Chaucer paper tonight, then study for Linguistics tomorrow and finish up my Latin reading and review Chaucer. Chaucer and Linguistics exams on Wednesday, then complete any remaining Latin reading. Write Latin paper and study for Latin exam Thursday afternoon (as I fully intend to sleep late), then [hopefully] spending Thursday evening/night with Dana. Latin exam Friday morning, sell back textbooks immediately thereafter, come home, pack, head home for spring break. Then a whole blissful week when I have absolutely *nothing at all* to do except for some doctor's appointments, but hey, that's negligible, as long as nothing involves needles o.O Which it shouldn't, I devoutly hope.
Went to Belmont and Shiroi Hana with Dana and Bexy last night. It was delicious, as always. I stole bits of Dana's combination platter and he ate part of my udon. All was good. :) They didn't have green tea ice cream though!! Argh! That made me pout, and Dana as well. I ended up with chocolate, and he had tempura O_o; Fried ice cream, quite bizarre. He said it was good though.
Any road, time for me to go brush my hair, put on socks and shoes, and take off for work.
I love this song....
"But she's a chance you'll never have again
A chance that always seems to come to other men
A chance I can't forget, a chance that I somehow let slip away.
Take care of her for me. She used to be mine."
I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heart
After taking every detour
Getting lost and losing track
So that even if I wanted
I could not find my way back
After driving out the memory
Of the way things might've been
After I'd forgotten all about us,
The song remembers when
We were rolling through the Rockies
We were up above the clouds
When a station out of Jackson played that song
And it seemed the moment and the moment seemed to freeze
When we turned the music up and sang along
And there was a God in heaven
And the world made perfect sense
We were young and were in love
And we were easy to convince
We were headed straight for Eden
It was just around the bend
And though I had forgotten all about us
The song remembers when....
I guess something must've happened
And we must've said goodbye.
And my heart must have been broken,
Though I can't recall just why....
The song remembers when.
Oh for all the miles between us
And for all the time that's passed
You would think I haven't gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on earth you are
But that's just a lot of water
Underneath the bridge I've burned
And there's no use in backtracking
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
For even if the whole world has forgotten,
The song remembers when
Oh even if the whole world has forgotten,
The song remembers when.
--"The Song Remembers When," by Michael Ball
Heard a song this morning (not the one quoted above, that one just fits the mood) that made me tempted to fling large amounts of breakables against the wall, reminding me as it did of someone I used to know. And that pissed me off more than the song thing had. I've come to the conclusion that it's well past time certain dickwads were permanently ejected from my brain.
*peers at Wiccan/Pagan friends* Anybody know a good memory-blocking spell or ritual? *chirps hopefully*
Yeah, I've decided that some of the bad memories are going to stick around, because it's a good way to remind myself of what *not* to do. But certain people--notably a certain L.--have gotta go. *nods firmly @ Plushie* Had enough of him. Time he departed from my brain. Byebye, never wanna see you again. *nods firmly again* Not worth my time and not worth the hard drive space you're taking up in my brain. *right-clicks and selects "Send to Recycle Bin"*
Good riddance :)
Wish I could entirely delete him and everything associated with....but that would mean having to block memories of certain other people who were *really* good to me at the time, notably Plushie and Jesse. Fucking interconnected webs.....Oh well, I'll figure something out.
I crashed at 10 last night, after reading for a little while, and woke up briefly at 6:45 or so, then went back to sleep till 10. Lazed around till 10:45 and got up to get dressed and stuff. I gotta finish doing my hair and putting on real shoes instead of flip-flops. Then work until 5. I think I'll write my Chaucer paper tonight, then study for Linguistics tomorrow and finish up my Latin reading and review Chaucer. Chaucer and Linguistics exams on Wednesday, then complete any remaining Latin reading. Write Latin paper and study for Latin exam Thursday afternoon (as I fully intend to sleep late), then [hopefully] spending Thursday evening/night with Dana. Latin exam Friday morning, sell back textbooks immediately thereafter, come home, pack, head home for spring break. Then a whole blissful week when I have absolutely *nothing at all* to do except for some doctor's appointments, but hey, that's negligible, as long as nothing involves needles o.O Which it shouldn't, I devoutly hope.
Went to Belmont and Shiroi Hana with Dana and Bexy last night. It was delicious, as always. I stole bits of Dana's combination platter and he ate part of my udon. All was good. :) They didn't have green tea ice cream though!! Argh! That made me pout, and Dana as well. I ended up with chocolate, and he had tempura O_o; Fried ice cream, quite bizarre. He said it was good though.
Any road, time for me to go brush my hair, put on socks and shoes, and take off for work.
I love this song....
"But she's a chance you'll never have again
A chance that always seems to come to other men
A chance I can't forget, a chance that I somehow let slip away.
Take care of her for me. She used to be mine."