Movie Night
yah so today was a mixed up day sorta. I first went to work at the park until around noon then i went home and went online for a half hour than took a nap coz i was unbelievably tired. then i tried calling kayla and chloe to see what was goin on with the movies and neither of them answered their phones. then FINALLY kayla answered her phone and said she wasnt going. UGHHH...then i called chloe and talked to her for a bit and she said for us to be there around 7. there was 2 big problems there...ONE was i didnt have a ride...2 was that since we werent gonna be able to sneak in, i didnt have any money to get in either! so yah, i was out of money AND a ride. later on i heard from kayla and she said she was able to go AND give me a ride which was awesome. and i borrowed some money from my brother so it all worked out. so yah i went and saw The Notebook with chloe,kayla,michelle,alisa n amber. ahh....it was SUCH a chick flick. lol it was pretty good though actually. yah then we were all gonna see white chicks but that insensitive assfuck, zach told his manager we were sneaking in and to keep and eye out for us...we couldnt see it. so we spent the rest of the night outside by the coffeeshop just talkin. it was still pretty fun just hangin but i STILL wanted to see white chicks like really bad! so i guess soon were gonna go to shea 14 and see it sometime this week maybe. So yah, that was my day for ya! tomorrow im sleeping in and goin to chloes with kayla basically and chillin there. Peace!
since warped tour is coming up. heres a song by the very best, flogging molly!
His eyes they closed and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen
A life once full, now an empty vase
Wilt the blossums on his early grave
Walk away me boy, walk away me boy
And by mornin' we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
Then the rosary beads count them one,
two, three
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In our garb of black we must pay respect
To the colour we're born to mourn
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
In his place there grew an angry festered wound
Filled with hatred and remorse
Where I'd pick and scratch till the blood it matched
The silent rage not that fills my lungs
For there are many ways to kill a man they say
With bayonet, axe, or sword
But son a bullet fired from a shapeless guise
Leaves but the shell of a Thompson gun
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
From the East out to the Western shore
Where many men and many more will fall
But no angel flies with me tonight
Till freedom reigns on all
And curse the name for which we slaved our days
Till every man shall his kingdom come
But sure as night turns day
Ends the passion play
Oh my god what have they done
With madman's rage, well they dug our graves
But the dead rise again you fools
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
-Flogging Molly (Whats Left Of The Flag)
since warped tour is coming up. heres a song by the very best, flogging molly!
His eyes they closed and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen
A life once full, now an empty vase
Wilt the blossums on his early grave
Walk away me boy, walk away me boy
And by mornin' we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
Then the rosary beads count them one,
two, three
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In our garb of black we must pay respect
To the colour we're born to mourn
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
In his place there grew an angry festered wound
Filled with hatred and remorse
Where I'd pick and scratch till the blood it matched
The silent rage not that fills my lungs
For there are many ways to kill a man they say
With bayonet, axe, or sword
But son a bullet fired from a shapeless guise
Leaves but the shell of a Thompson gun
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
From the East out to the Western shore
Where many men and many more will fall
But no angel flies with me tonight
Till freedom reigns on all
And curse the name for which we slaved our days
Till every man shall his kingdom come
But sure as night turns day
Ends the passion play
Oh my god what have they done
With madman's rage, well they dug our graves
But the dead rise again you fools
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me
-Flogging Molly (Whats Left Of The Flag)