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Life is a funny thing.
Mostly because of the fact that mine seems to hate me.
You would think that after finishing 3 activities, I would have MORE free time.
Oh, no, that's not how it is at all. I went from having a only a few hours of free time per week to having none at all. There's a reason I haven't been updating or online at all in the past three weeks or so.
I've been so busy lately, with crew and piano mostly, and chorus/concert choir stuff running a close second.
And lately they've been getting so HARD. I'm sitting here typing with cramps on both sides of my abs from running, which I suck at completely and totally. And then I'm tired for the rest of the time, when we're erging or in the boat, so I suck even more. I suck suckity suck suck suck. Well there is one consolation factor: apparently I have a consistent stroke rate. Hayley, who was stroke seat last year has been trying hard to get her seat back, but she's struggling a bit. Little does she know I would trade my consistent stroke rate for her power and endurance any day.
I don't really feel like saying anything else, so I'll
YELLOWCARD
"ONLY ONE"
Broken this fragile thing now,
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces.
And I've thrown my words all around,
But I can't, I can't give you a reason.
I feel so broken up,
And I give up.
I just want to tell you so you know.
Here I go, scream my lungs out
and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I'd let go, but there's just no one
who gets me like you do.
You are my only, my only one.
Made my mistakes, let you down;
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long.
Ran my whole life in the ground;
And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone.
And something's breaking up;
I feel like giving up.
I won't walk out until you know.
Here I go, scream my lungs out
and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I'd let go, but there's just no one
who gets me like you do.
You are my only, my only one.
Here I go, so dishonestly;
Leave a note for you, my only one.
And I know you can see right through me,
So let me go, and you will find someone.
Here I go, scream my lungs out
and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I let go, there's just no one,
no one like you.
You are my only, my only one.
Mostly because of the fact that mine seems to hate me.
You would think that after finishing 3 activities, I would have MORE free time.
Oh, no, that's not how it is at all. I went from having a only a few hours of free time per week to having none at all. There's a reason I haven't been updating or online at all in the past three weeks or so.
I've been so busy lately, with crew and piano mostly, and chorus/concert choir stuff running a close second.
And lately they've been getting so HARD. I'm sitting here typing with cramps on both sides of my abs from running, which I suck at completely and totally. And then I'm tired for the rest of the time, when we're erging or in the boat, so I suck even more. I suck suckity suck suck suck. Well there is one consolation factor: apparently I have a consistent stroke rate. Hayley, who was stroke seat last year has been trying hard to get her seat back, but she's struggling a bit. Little does she know I would trade my consistent stroke rate for her power and endurance any day.
I don't really feel like saying anything else, so I'll
YELLOWCARD
"ONLY ONE"
Broken this fragile thing now,
And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces.
And I've thrown my words all around,
But I can't, I can't give you a reason.
I feel so broken up,
And I give up.
I just want to tell you so you know.
Here I go, scream my lungs out
and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I'd let go, but there's just no one
who gets me like you do.
You are my only, my only one.
Made my mistakes, let you down;
And I can't, I can't hold on for too long.
Ran my whole life in the ground;
And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone.
And something's breaking up;
I feel like giving up.
I won't walk out until you know.
Here I go, scream my lungs out
and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I'd let go, but there's just no one
who gets me like you do.
You are my only, my only one.
Here I go, so dishonestly;
Leave a note for you, my only one.
And I know you can see right through me,
So let me go, and you will find someone.
Here I go, scream my lungs out
and try to get to you.
You are my only one.
I let go, there's just no one,
no one like you.
You are my only, my only one.