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Last week of school, two finals down and two left to go. It is
refreshing to see that some of our teachers have given up as well, so
therefore our finals are so easy. Except for Calc, that work
problem was a bitch.
I still have some things to do, but this year is pretty much over. It's strange thinking about it, at first I really didn't care or mind. But listening to this song I just found has made me think about things, a sort of nostalgic feeling.
Getting dragged to Ashley's graduation tomorrow, I don't know why I agreed to that. But as always, I'll stand by what I say, so no backing down now.
I almost never do this, put song lyrics on my lj. But this song is pretty nice, this is the english translation since its in japanese. And technically rap, although I would have pegged it as light rock.
Grass and trees become green, flowers colorfully bloom.
Seasons come by again. A comfortable spring day,
With out anything to do I think by myself
in the tree lined street.
The days go by without any break.
I am struggling to manage myself here.
Sometimes, let's live a life
Without thinking so deeply.
Morning comes, the sun rises again.
Outside the window the south wind
blows the pain in my heart.
Shall the tears I shed in the past days
be pulled into my unconsciousness.
what is important is the light,
I'd like to stay here a bit more.
We go every day, let's go with laughter
To the direction of the shining light
heading into the open future ahead.
We go every day, let's go with laughter
Like pouring water into a vase
my wishes please be granted.
SO The face and the tears
washed by an off season rain
before the rain stops,
GERRA I smile with a clean face.
Like that, goes away ONE WEEK.
With my tired body I take ONE DRINK
At the meeting place my friends are all there.
like every day we spend the night chatting nonsense
to continue on with these days
I flap my wings like a bird.
Everyone is doing their best. Don't lose; we don't have a pinch runner.
Going over the people laughing at you,
catch the dream you imagined into your hands.
Wish to the shooting star after the rain.
Now stand up my friend.
WE GO EVERY DAY, let's go with laughter
To the direction of the shining light
heading into the open future ahead.
WE GO EVERY DAY, let's go with laughter
Like pouring water into a vase
my wishes please be granted.
Without no reason I set off my mobile.
In the far back of the noise
can't you hear the voice of the wind
drifting away now where and why.
Obvious though, I listen on.
Like putting your own future over it.
Wanting something to be said about my self, is the same feeling.
My life goes away bit by bit.
Now I possess multiple copies of my childhood dreams.
I make a stupid face
as I brush my teeth in front of the mirror in the morning.
Going outside. I live a day like this.
I'll stop waiting for the night.
Resting isn't bad, charge up your energy.
quietly the city ticks away time.
Connecting our dreams, we make an arch.
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
Under the sky without the breeze,
I reach out to catch tomorrow.
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
Yeah, enough of that faggotry.
So as promised, pictures:
Really Big Buddha
Here's one picture that Eric didn't steal
That's my uncle, this is part of the ritual where you beat yourself in the back with a spiked club. All my relatives are as tough as me.
This is part of the central mountain range. Beautiful.
A lot of people use these mopeds, and they are awesome!
This is after the bonfire fizzled out at Nick's.
This is on the way to school, a beautiful sunrise peeking around the clouds. Another memory to add to this place.
Fini
I still have some things to do, but this year is pretty much over. It's strange thinking about it, at first I really didn't care or mind. But listening to this song I just found has made me think about things, a sort of nostalgic feeling.
Getting dragged to Ashley's graduation tomorrow, I don't know why I agreed to that. But as always, I'll stand by what I say, so no backing down now.
I almost never do this, put song lyrics on my lj. But this song is pretty nice, this is the english translation since its in japanese. And technically rap, although I would have pegged it as light rock.
Grass and trees become green, flowers colorfully bloom.
Seasons come by again. A comfortable spring day,
With out anything to do I think by myself
in the tree lined street.
The days go by without any break.
I am struggling to manage myself here.
Sometimes, let's live a life
Without thinking so deeply.
Morning comes, the sun rises again.
Outside the window the south wind
blows the pain in my heart.
Shall the tears I shed in the past days
be pulled into my unconsciousness.
what is important is the light,
I'd like to stay here a bit more.
We go every day, let's go with laughter
To the direction of the shining light
heading into the open future ahead.
We go every day, let's go with laughter
Like pouring water into a vase
my wishes please be granted.
SO The face and the tears
washed by an off season rain
before the rain stops,
GERRA I smile with a clean face.
Like that, goes away ONE WEEK.
With my tired body I take ONE DRINK
At the meeting place my friends are all there.
like every day we spend the night chatting nonsense
to continue on with these days
I flap my wings like a bird.
Everyone is doing their best. Don't lose; we don't have a pinch runner.
Going over the people laughing at you,
catch the dream you imagined into your hands.
Wish to the shooting star after the rain.
Now stand up my friend.
WE GO EVERY DAY, let's go with laughter
To the direction of the shining light
heading into the open future ahead.
WE GO EVERY DAY, let's go with laughter
Like pouring water into a vase
my wishes please be granted.
Without no reason I set off my mobile.
In the far back of the noise
can't you hear the voice of the wind
drifting away now where and why.
Obvious though, I listen on.
Like putting your own future over it.
Wanting something to be said about my self, is the same feeling.
My life goes away bit by bit.
Now I possess multiple copies of my childhood dreams.
I make a stupid face
as I brush my teeth in front of the mirror in the morning.
Going outside. I live a day like this.
I'll stop waiting for the night.
Resting isn't bad, charge up your energy.
quietly the city ticks away time.
Connecting our dreams, we make an arch.
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
Under the sky without the breeze,
I reach out to catch tomorrow.
The stair steps of a quiet day
The stair steps of a quiet day
Yeah, enough of that faggotry.
So as promised, pictures:
Really Big Buddha
Here's one picture that Eric didn't steal
That's my uncle, this is part of the ritual where you beat yourself in the back with a spiked club. All my relatives are as tough as me.
This is part of the central mountain range. Beautiful.
A lot of people use these mopeds, and they are awesome!
This is after the bonfire fizzled out at Nick's.
This is on the way to school, a beautiful sunrise peeking around the clouds. Another memory to add to this place.
Fini