Jun 29, 2005 20:13
I know where you hide, Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
These are the streets,
Where we used to run, where your Papa's from
These are the days,
Where you become what you become
These are the streets
Where the story's told
So if you care to find me
Look to the western sky!
As someone told me lately:
"Ev'ryone deserves the chance to fly!"
And if I'm flying solo
At least I'm flying free
To those who'd ground me
Take a message back from me
Tell them how I am
Defying gravity
I'm flying high
So... this summer.. busy, busy, busy.
I think thunderstorms just put me in one of those moods... my girls
know the ones that I'm talking about... the ones where you just want to
have girl talk (which they had without me!!) and sit around and just
breathe it all in. Problem is, as far as I can think right now, I
don't have anything to talk about if I had a chance for some girl
talk... I'm just in one of those moods.
The pool has been taking up almost all of my time. I haven't seen
any of my friends. I saw Sam for a little bit last week and that
was the most I'd seen of her in months. I've seen little bits of
Miss Sarah Cooper and 0 bits of a Debbie Travers or a Brittany
Wight. And I'm sorry.. I miss you girls, I really do. The
rest of my time I've been at the firehouse doing one thing or another
or nothing at all. It's much better to be bored there than to be
bored at home, I suppose.
I haven't had time to sit down and work my way thru HazMat, I have been
trying to, however. I've got to finish it by August 1st, I
believe and I haven't gotten very far. I keep getting stuck on this one
test that I cannot pass. I keep skipping over it and going back
and I still cannot figure it out. I'm anxious to finish it and
take my exams- I really want to start riding. Cheif Chris knows
that I'm frustrated with it and asks me everytime he sees me if I'm
making any progress. :-) Jason, Dale, Louis, Ryan, Stef,
Pic, and I played a really intense game of wiffle ball late Monday
night.. and honestly, my leg muscles are a little sore from it,
still. I demand a rematch (even though my team beat stef, dale,
jason, and ryan's team)
Monday night I dined with the Olaguer Family before the meeting.
Mr. Carlos makes some killer spaghetti. I like Ryan's family;
they're rather entertaining.
It's kind of cool to think that in a couple weeks or so I could be
riding the engine.. I'm really excited about that. I really hope that I
pass HazMat...
Work is a terrible place to be when you hate the job as much as I
do. I've almiost walked out and quit a couple times already this
summer.
I don't really have much to say of value... just kind of talking.