the visitors!
Well I'm too tired and busy to really blog long, so I'll just post a song I like at the end to make up for it. I have to clean my room, and closet, whiiich, if you know my room, doesnt happen very often. in fact, I've never had both cleaned at once. Reason why is we have ANOTHER like 4 people gonna stay with us and they need my room. where will I sleep if all the rooms are taken including the living room? Easy question! outside! that and I need to do school along with this. the room thing will take more then an hour, I even have 4 cds ready to listen to while I do it. thats like, a 3 hours worth right there and I'm pretty sure I'll end up pulling another one. oh heres the song...
DICTATORSHIP VS DEMOCRACY By staple
Vicious cycle of life: I find that I kill myself every time I look away from you But I often gaze another moment. Incited scars reopen,Bleeding again, and they’re bleeding at my request
Freely given, and we choose the choice to lose (now we know) As these scars are screaming at me – just why we’ve chosen poorly.Could it be our chance to see why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?
Ride on, ride strong, soldier, march to the dictated beat. Have you ever known how victory feels unless you have felt defeat?Don’t want the pain of free will stolen and mindless mechanical will chosenCherish the loss – there is no concept of gain without cost.
I fall, and I fall freely. Incited scars are bleeding and now I believe. I freely believe.When I hit the ground and bloody palms I raise,The arms that pick me up convince me there’s no better place.
You can download/listen to the song here,http://www.purevolume.com/staple, just be aware its kinda loud.
DICTATORSHIP VS DEMOCRACY By staple
Vicious cycle of life: I find that I kill myself every time I look away from you But I often gaze another moment. Incited scars reopen,Bleeding again, and they’re bleeding at my request
Freely given, and we choose the choice to lose (now we know) As these scars are screaming at me – just why we’ve chosen poorly.Could it be our chance to see why we believe that we need you instead of following numbly?
Ride on, ride strong, soldier, march to the dictated beat. Have you ever known how victory feels unless you have felt defeat?Don’t want the pain of free will stolen and mindless mechanical will chosenCherish the loss – there is no concept of gain without cost.
I fall, and I fall freely. Incited scars are bleeding and now I believe. I freely believe.When I hit the ground and bloody palms I raise,The arms that pick me up convince me there’s no better place.
You can download/listen to the song here,http://www.purevolume.com/staple, just be aware its kinda loud.
posted by In the end at 8:24 AM
2 Comments:
Are you going to live in the pop-up tent trailer. That could be pretty sweet...for one day. Congratulations on the room, how long did it take?
no I lived in the sun room, its cold in there at night
and the room only took 2 and a half hours. took three cds.
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