Feb 17, 2004 11:19
Hey Everyone whats happening?
Yesterday was alot of fun first I went crossgates with Sam. We walked in Zumies because Sam wanted to get new shoes so he wanted a box from the bottom of the pile so I go "Sam I wouldn't take that box out its all going to fall over" so two seconds later he takes the box out and they all fall over and we were laughing so hard while people were staring at us hahah then we went to Dicks to skateboard which is always fun until you fall on your ass and everyone stares at you funny like me. hah then after the mall i went to Sam's Dad's g/fs house and hung out there for a long time then I came over and just sat around for a couple of hrs
Today Hopefully I get to go to I love NY Pizza with Lizi,Sam and Jennie. Im going to bring my skateboard so me and Sam can skate = D
well im going to go for now later
PS.
NO SCHOOL FOR A WEEK YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I guess it’s luck, but it’s the same
Hard luck, you’ve been trying to tame
Maybe it’s love, but it’s like you said
“Love is like a role that we play.”
But, I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But, I believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say
But, you’re chasin’ the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It’s getting away from you again
While you’re chasin’ ghosts
I guess it’s luck, but it’s the same
Hard luck, you’ve been trying to tame
Maybe it’s love, but it’s like you said
“Love is like a role that we play.”
But, I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But, I believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say
But, you’re chasin’ the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It’s getting away from you again
While you’re chasin’ ghosts
Just bend the pieces ‘till they fit
Like they were made for it
But, they weren’t meant for this
No, they weren’t meant for this
Just bend the pieces ‘till they fit
Like they were made for it
But, they weren’t meant for this
Chasin’ the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It’s getting away, away, away, away from you again
Chasin’ the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It’s getting away from you again
While you’re chasin’ ghosts