I have to work from 10-6 today, that sucks, I hate my job, I hate the dishroom, I hate having to work for slave wages to survive. I hate calculus with a passion, worst class in the world, my teacher doesn't teach us shit, I'm screwed. My three options for the class are: Stay in and fail = loss of scholarship and destrotyed GPA, stay in and some how pass with a c or d = loss of scholarship and a destroyed GPA, or drop the class receive a 'W' = saving my GPA but still losing my scholarship due to not enough credit hours...as you can see there is no good option. I hate updating this thing a lot, because it means I'm not happy, which I'm not at all. Nothing ever goes my way in life, nothing, and I hate it, I hate not being able to get my life in order, I hate being at college which screws up my whole life, I hate that I can't help my mom, I hate that school doesn't get over for another 2 and 1/2 months...and most of all, to borrow a line from Taking Back Sunday, I hate that "there's one thing I can do nothing about...
In a romantic fashion
I will experiment with my fear right before her eyes
And every smile that's unveiled will be soaked
In my nervous charm
Then I'll say
"Is everything alright?
There's been a few things I've been meaning
To let go of tonight"
And she will say
"Everything's just fine
So you can put an end to your worrying mind"
And then our lips will collide
The August sky will then bare witness
To a brand new chapter with torn up pages
When the planets align, I can feel the gates opening
To my courage
As I proceed to run my fingers through her hair
And forget everyone who's jaded, 'cause they don't matter
And I don't care
In a confident fashion
I will admit my deepest and darkest to her
And every gaze across the table
Will send my unsuspecting body into shock
Then I'll say
"Would you like to go inside?
And forget the world and the rules
By which we are to abide"
And she will say
"There's nothing I want more"
As we step into the room, turn off the lights and close the door
The August sky will then bare witness
To a brand new chapter with torn up pages
When the planets align, I can feel the gates opening
To my courage
As I proceed to run my fingers through her hair
And forget everyone who's jaded, 'cause they don't matter
And I don't care
No, 'cause they don't matter
And I don't care
Brash and hopeful
That my luck will not perish tonight
When the overcast tries to kill me
It's your slow motion rain
That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive
Brash and hopeful
That my luck won't perish tonight
And when the overcast tries to kill me
It's your slow motion rain
That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive
Brash and hopeful
That my luck will not perish tonight
And when the overcast tries to kill me
It's your slow motion rain
That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive
Consider this song a testament
Of my devotion to your sacharrine scent
And to be completely honest
You're not like all the rest
You're not like all the rest
Consider this song a testament
Of my devotion to your sacharrine scent
And to be completely honest
You're not like all the rest
You're not like all the rest
Oh no, you're not like all the rest
You're not like all the rest
You're not like all the rest...