Why does it always feel like I'm caught in the undertow?
Oi vey,
I don't know what to do lately, I'm starting to get a really strange feeling deep inside me and the source isn't within my own body and it makes one feel small altogether.
Have you ever had the need to tell someone something when you see them but when it all comes down you just can't get the words out into the open due to your lack of vocal usage?
Yeah, that's how it was just a few minutes ago when I walked into the library for the first time in over a year.
I've apparently ran up around $100 in phone calls which I didn't make and now I've got my mom hacking down on my ass like some sort of crack fiend at its dealer's door.
So Sam leaves tomorrow but she said she was going to stop by my house and say goodbye before she leaves town, I really hope she does, I'm going to be writing her a letter and such to give to her when she shows up.
I picked up the new MoDeST MouSe CD today and it's really really fucking good and it makes me slightly emotional which is good, I love albums that do that for me.
I have to pick up my diploma tomorrow and such, w00t...the official "YOU'RE A GRADUATE" paper.
I never have to step foot in that school again after that, unless of course I want to visit some of my better teachers and such, which I know I will be for atleast Mrs. McDonald, Mrs. Kodesh and Mr. Crockett.
And on that note I'm going to sign off with some Modest Mouse lyrics.
"Well that is that and this is this, you tell me what want and I'll tell you what you get, you get away from me."
I don't know what to do lately, I'm starting to get a really strange feeling deep inside me and the source isn't within my own body and it makes one feel small altogether.
Have you ever had the need to tell someone something when you see them but when it all comes down you just can't get the words out into the open due to your lack of vocal usage?
Yeah, that's how it was just a few minutes ago when I walked into the library for the first time in over a year.
I've apparently ran up around $100 in phone calls which I didn't make and now I've got my mom hacking down on my ass like some sort of crack fiend at its dealer's door.
So Sam leaves tomorrow but she said she was going to stop by my house and say goodbye before she leaves town, I really hope she does, I'm going to be writing her a letter and such to give to her when she shows up.
I picked up the new MoDeST MouSe CD today and it's really really fucking good and it makes me slightly emotional which is good, I love albums that do that for me.
I have to pick up my diploma tomorrow and such, w00t...the official "YOU'RE A GRADUATE" paper.
I never have to step foot in that school again after that, unless of course I want to visit some of my better teachers and such, which I know I will be for atleast Mrs. McDonald, Mrs. Kodesh and Mr. Crockett.
And on that note I'm going to sign off with some Modest Mouse lyrics.
"Well that is that and this is this, you tell me what want and I'll tell you what you get, you get away from me."