File me away in your heart someday. You just be you. I'll be me, ok.

Dec 21, 2002 17:36

Sophia came over Monday...cry me a river dick face!

I was starting to feel quite well yesterday...until I had to teach that is. I had to teach today as well. Bah! The children I teach amaze me. My family doesn't really have any money right now so we aren't going to be giving gifts for Christmas (which personally I like), but my kids have given me all kinds of goodies. They are darlings. The whole floor at the end of my bed is covered in gifts. And last night one of my favorite students gave me hot emo dad's CD (the band he's in). That was really cool. I love that girl. Hopefully I will recover for Monday. My choir is caroling at El Paso on Broadway & Craycroft and some other places starting at five o'clock. I'm gonna freeze my ass off.

Kevyn and I are talking again. This should be interesting..weird. All I know is that I'm not going to remain all so quiet this time.

I started cleaning my room yesterday because it is a mess. Cleaning is always a time of reflection to me. Maybe weird--I know. Awww Cory left yesterday. He's coming back Monday and again on Christmas to see me and then he is really leaving for a while to Riverside, CA. That is gonna suck for me. Oh well. We sure had a good night however. wink. He also gave me the sweetest present. I miss you!

Jake just informed me about an hour ago that he might come down here next weekend. I would be the happiest girl in the world if this came through. I haven't seen him since August I think. We will have such a good time! I can't wait.

I am going through one of those phases where you hear a song and truly fall in love with it. Problem is I can't stop listening to it! Well, I guess that is not really a problem considering it is the best song ever.

You quiver like a candle on fire
I'm putting you out
Maybe tonight we could be the last shout
But I'm fascinated by your style
Your beauty will last for a while

You're feeling instead of being
The more that I live on the inside
There's nothing to give
I'm infatuated by your moves
I've got to search hard for your clues

I want to repair your desire
And call it a gift
That I stole from just wanting to live
Now I see the vision through your eyes
Your innocence no longer fuels surprise

Trying to out run your fear
Running to lose
Heart on your sleeve and your sole in your shoes
Take a left, A sharp left
And another left, meet me on the corner
And we'll start, again.

(thanks max...you rock)
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