A watched time clock never changes.
Sitting at work, waiting for some stuff to print out, so I thought I'd update.
I first wrote an entry about the goings-on of the rest of the week, but it was extremely boring so I'll spare you. However I must note that Thursday was an extremely good day. For the record, I guess.
IPOD shuffle brought me to a song just now. It's a song I've listened to a hundred times, and I know all the words. It's Alanis, so, of course. But it just struck me, I've never REALLY listened to it. It deserves some lj space, this song:
I wouldn't have compromised as much,
So much of myself for fear of having you hating me.
And I would have sung so loudly,
It would've cracked myself.
And I became self-conscious of anything exuberant.
I wouldn't have sold myself short.
I wouldn't have kept my eyes glued to the ground.
If I had've known my invisibility would not make a difference,
I would've run around screaming proudly at the top of my voice.
I wouldn't have said it was in fact luck
(I'm talking idealism here).
I would not have been so self-deprecating.
And I wouldn't have cowered for fear of having my eyes scratched out.
I wouldn't have cut my comfort off,
I wouldn't have feigned needlessness.
And I would not have discredited every one of their compliments.
It was your approval I wanted,
Your congratulations.
It doesn't apply to anything now.
Just thinking.
I first wrote an entry about the goings-on of the rest of the week, but it was extremely boring so I'll spare you. However I must note that Thursday was an extremely good day. For the record, I guess.
IPOD shuffle brought me to a song just now. It's a song I've listened to a hundred times, and I know all the words. It's Alanis, so, of course. But it just struck me, I've never REALLY listened to it. It deserves some lj space, this song:
I wouldn't have compromised as much,
So much of myself for fear of having you hating me.
And I would have sung so loudly,
It would've cracked myself.
And I became self-conscious of anything exuberant.
I wouldn't have sold myself short.
I wouldn't have kept my eyes glued to the ground.
If I had've known my invisibility would not make a difference,
I would've run around screaming proudly at the top of my voice.
I wouldn't have said it was in fact luck
(I'm talking idealism here).
I would not have been so self-deprecating.
And I wouldn't have cowered for fear of having my eyes scratched out.
I wouldn't have cut my comfort off,
I wouldn't have feigned needlessness.
And I would not have discredited every one of their compliments.
It was your approval I wanted,
Your congratulations.
It doesn't apply to anything now.
Just thinking.