Let music feed your soul. - A wise person told me that

May 01, 2005 22:36

On Friday, I went to the east bay, where Sarah S and I went shopping on college ave, I being a shopping addict a bought I few things. We had lemonade, looked at pretty things, and when over my options in life (Sarah, I thinking that option 2 sounds really good right now).

Background music: rosemary, heaven restores you in life, coming with me, thought the ageing, the fearing and strif, its the smiling on the package and faces in the sand, if the thought that hold you upward with two hands…but hey who is on trail…why can’t we look the other way…. (Why can’t I, no really, I’m asking you)

Oh, Sarah your right about the flowers thing, I will get you some!

We went back to Sarah house and got ready for Sarah R’s dance show. SARAH you were so cute and really good, I know because I have been to my share of dance shows! There was this one kid, that…well lets put it this way, if Danny and this guy had a dance off, Danny would win hands down and I’m not joking. But the rest of the show was great and I’m so happy that I went!

Background music again: save some face, you know you only got one, change your ways while your young…smile like you mean it…. dreams are not what they use to be…

After we went to this old fashion ice cream shop and I have the greatest milkshake ever! Thanks, its better then…. Well worth it.

Background music again:
Well she was an american girl, Raised on promises, She couldn’t help thinkin that there, Was a little more to life, Somewhere else…
Oh yeah, all right, Take it easy baby, Make it last all night (last all night), She was an american girl

Ok no more brakes to write down song lyrics.

Went home and on Saturday I watched puppies and did some AP studying. Pretty much just stayed on the couch all day, some thing I don’t get to do often. At night I turned into a little Harry Potter slut, when my friend came over and watched all three of them. I can’t wait in till the 4th movie!

Today was the same thing, just maybe more studying and my homework.

That’s my life

I’m finding art or some mushy poetry in life when it goes the wrong way. It seem like a song to me. Its being played over and over again intill I can’t get it out of my head and then I just have to take it for fact. Why can’t I just look that other way?
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