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well......hmm...i have been doing lots and lots and lots of thinking lately....lifew is just so odd....i mean not just my life...but life in general.....i dunno....like finding out how sick christin hubbard was...and that abby young had died....it just shows that stuff happens to people....whether its their fault or not....its just scary.......i dunno..i havent really known abby for a ling time....and i think cristins getting better....i so i think im ok with that..its still really sad though...i dunno....i miss the summer....alot...chilling with lauren bess.....camp with misty and christin...that god-forsaken putnam county fair...with lauren and olivia....and those other girls...;/...playing music with zatchy and yatesy and mckinney....oh my gosh...i mean it may not even be doing those things...just the simplicity of everything...and the heat.....(today was georgeous though...it was the perfect temperature...)i dunno....im just horribly bored with life.....i miss waking up at 2:00....the excitement of love (or its commonly accepted substitute..=p)...i dunno.*subject change* im becoming more and more music-oriented....i have kida sort quit playing guitar (at least electric) for the last week to start writing (again)....anyway..just some thoughts typed out....in conclusion....i REALLY miss this song....its called "Arthur Nix" by this rediculous, cocky, goofy little power-pop band called Jupiter Sunrise.....somethig i loved back at the beginning of summer....so i may have been...a little....OFF....but anyway..its sorta about this kids who gets hit by a car on his bike and breaks his arm...but its really more about coping with the random cruelty so commonly encountered in life...
"Oh, if we had the power to trap anything that could hurt
A human being inside a jar we'd send it far from Earth and watch
It explode in the sun to the cheers of everyone
But, alas, that can't be done
So, Arthur Nix, we came to fix your bicycle
Heavy things sure can come outa nowhere
But when it's finished, we could take it for a ride
You might need it to outrun what's on your mind"
well anyway....later angels...
~elam~
"Oh, if we had the power to trap anything that could hurt
A human being inside a jar we'd send it far from Earth and watch
It explode in the sun to the cheers of everyone
But, alas, that can't be done
So, Arthur Nix, we came to fix your bicycle
Heavy things sure can come outa nowhere
But when it's finished, we could take it for a ride
You might need it to outrun what's on your mind"
well anyway....later angels...
~elam~