Thoughts That Don't Make Sense
| Posted on December 22, 2009 at 9:46 PM |
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I'll admit to who I am
The day I come to understand
I haven't got a clue
Been searching for a few years now
Well if I don't repeat myself
Then I'll change into someone else
Well I don't quite know who
Been searching for a few years now
I'm over it
Yeah behind me now
I'm just over it
Over it
Yeah I'm finding out
I'm just over it
No I don't know what's over just yet
But I won't go slow and time can let the mind forget
Don't tell me you don't know
Already
(Don't tell me you let go
Already)
~~ Over It ~ Relient K
Well. It's winter break. Lost the RS Competition. Whoo. Haven't started my English Research Paper Rough Draft. Whoo. Haven't updated FF.Net. Whoo. Haven't started trying to get taller. Whoo. Been staying up until midnight on the computer. Whoo. Messed up several times on GPX+. Whoo. Pissed off my mom again. Whoo.
How can I fuck up next?
| Posted on November 26, 2009 at 1:01 AM |
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How many times
Can I push it aside
Is it time I befriended all the ghosts of all the things that haunt me most
So thye leave me alone
Move on with my life
Be certain the steps of left and right don't fight the direction of upright
It'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for thing things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept
Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
Pour over me and wash my hands of it
~~ Forget And Not Slow Down ~ Relient K
These days of break are the perfect times to change my rather pessimistic (in other's opinion, realistic in mine) view of the world. (I'm not the only one though most are other's are whmysical and centering on 2012.) Perhaps Black Friday I shalt find something motivating.
I'm going to kick ass at the next SAT. I'm going to study. For real.
But first, a few dozen U.S. history vocabulary words.
And on another note, I have discovered that on my dad's side, I have ancestors from England, Canada, Ireland and more close to home, New Jersey. So I am Taiwanese, Irish, English, Canadian and an American. Fascinating, no?
| Posted on November 6, 2009 at 8:07 PM |
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Is there something else out there
Hidden in a strand of hair
So far beneath the surface, I need I need to get there.
I paint a picture of my self ten years from now
Sitting in the same old chair. It's all too familiar.
I need to climb out this tree
My knees begin to bleed
I'm afraid of heights but your purple eyes
Make it easy.
When I'm with you I know I'm safe
From the ground below that shakes
Will you kiss me and hold me tight
So I'll make it through the night.
~~ Through the Night ~ After Midnight Project
I need more time to get my stuff done. Have to do homework (English and Chinese), study for SAT II, do all of my computer stuff, eat, shower, and sleep. Need more time.
| Posted on November 5, 2009 at 8:32 PM |
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We're either running away from nothing fast
Falling down until we finally clash
My god, Oh my god
Can you help me feel anything
I'm lost in a city of vultures, mobs and pigs
Eating away at every thing
Sometimes I wish I was never born
In Hollywood I get so scared
I don't know how to walk
I'm always running unprepared
I'm losing my hope
I'll sell my self for an hour of fame
I know it's a shame
But I don't care
'Cause you forget who you are when you come to Hollywood
I've been dreaming about a world out there that's just so beautiful
I've been thinking about a world out there that's just so beautiful
It's just so beautiful
To me
~~ Hollywood ~ After Midnight Project
Going to study for SAT II and Chem test. It's easy to just let go but I don't want to. Also have to start using eye drops.
And I have to do Chinese HW. No fun at all. Need more time.
| Posted on November 4, 2009 at 8:01 PM |
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I'm sick of searching
I'm sick of wanting
I'm sick of dreaming
I'm sick of being.
I need an opinion
I need a direction
I feed on deception
I lead to destruction.
I just need you to need me
I just want you to know...
~~ Something Sweet ~ After Midnight Project
I want to change but I need more time than has been given to me. I feel it's already too late; my life is already on a downward spiral. I wish to stay in my own world, to not go beyond its borders. But I have no choice. I wish I had someone who understood. All I can do now is write.