Suzanna Cason
I'm home, back under the mason dixon line :). It was a good trip (with lots of aggrivations), but did lots of shopping to take care of it. Granted I didn't get 8 freaking pairs of shoes, but I did enough. The whole trip just sidetracked my thinking of whats been going on here. Now that I'm home I'm all stressed out about it again. I'm just so annoyed by change, and people in general. I never knew how vindictive some people can be, nor did I know how fast people could drop things. The trip also added some aggrivations. I now hate almost everyone in the entire clothing design program and their moms (literally), and hold some serious harsh feelings for Mrs. Parrish. I did see Quaddus and Rod Stewart! And it was a new experience as a whole, I just wish I wasn't with the group I was with. I just don't know how things got to seriously be so bad though. I think about it, and my friendships with like everyone has seriously gone downhill. I haven't really ever thought I'm a bad person until lately. I've been taking the signs of friends being mad at me that I must have done something wrong, I just can't figure it out. I try to do the right thing, but I guess it's not always right. I worry way too much. I think I'm just going to concentrate on lacrosse, school and work for the next 2 months, and the last month on just about saying goodbye. Because finally, I'll be able to say it. Peace out bitches.
If I be so inclinded to climb up inside you would you tell me that the time
just isn't right?
And if I SHOULD ever find the key you hide so well, will you tell me that I can spend
the night?
Leaving your smell on my coat
Leaving your taste on my shoulder
I still fail to understand what it is about this woman
Yeah, Oh Woh, woh woh
If I could bottle up the chills you give me, I would keep them in a jar next to
my bed.
And if I should ever draw a picture of a woman, it is you that would come
flowing from my pen, yeah
Leaving your clothes on the floor
Making me walk out the door and
I still fail to understand what it is about this woman
Oooo, oh
Helplessly melting as I stand next to the sun and as she burned me, I am
screaming out for more.
Drink every drop of liquid heat that I've become, pop me open spit me out onto
the floor.
Leaving your smell on my coat
Leaving your taste on my shoulder
I still fail to understand what it is about this woman
Leaving your smell on my coat
(Leaving your smell on my coat)
Leaving your taste on my shoulder
(Leaving your taste on my shoulder)
I still fail to understand what it is about this woman
Yeah