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:: 2005 5 October :: 8.32 pm
:: Music: Elton John [Crocodile Rock]


When in doubt; buy the boots.

2 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 27 July :: 8.41 pm
:: Mood: tired



1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 25 July :: 10.50 pm
:: Mood: lonely
:: Music: Washing machine noises


There isn't a thing in the world I'd like to have more than to share everything with him.

I'll never take him for granted.

And I miss him before he's gone.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 4 July :: 10.51 am
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: the sound of the fan


I don't even want to bite my fingernails. But sometimes I do.

I'm trying to change, though.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 30 June :: 10.28 am
:: Mood: congested
:: Music: So Happy Together [The Turtles]


I'm growing up.

I have a license.

The t-bird is going to be called "McGuillicuddy" because my mom said so.

Why fight when you can't control the wave?

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 20 June :: 10.27 am
:: Mood: thirsty
:: Music: The Only Living Boy in New York [Simon & Garfunkle]

Half of the time we're gone and we don't know where.

Did you know that Michigan is ranked 21 in national debt? The average debt is $11,314.

Start saving your pennies, kiddies.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 19 May :: 9.23 pm
:: Mood: Awesome
:: Music: None


There are moments, when I'm shifting my glances from his hauntingly beautiful eyes to his peaceful smile, I forget everything and pray a thousand "thank yous."

I hope someday you know this feeling.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 11 April :: 8.48 pm
:: Mood: blank
:: Music: Watching Trippin'


Sometimes, I'd rather bite my tongue right off than explain what's in my head.

But you would bite it off, too, if I'd begun.

Oh, my hectic soul.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2005 20 February :: 6.54 pm
:: Mood: Pissy


Do you ever want to write on your homework... "I don't know this answer because I don't speak spanish very well." ?

Me too!

I feel like there is a dead fetus on my back.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 1980 1 June :: 5.32 pm
:: Mood: groggy


I'm really into ruffles.

I think I will decorate my soul with ruffles.

But don't hold me to it; I might change my mind.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 1980 2 April :: 7.35 pm
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: Caring is Creepy [The Shins]

This is way beyond my remote concern of being condensending.

The tears to smiles ratio is definetly looking prosperous for the smiles.

Maybe it's the weather, I love snow.

2 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2004 24 October :: 4.25 pm
:: Music: Time is Running Out [Muse]


Growing up is so bittersweet...

It was so obvious to me during at the church. The moments were stretched.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2004 7 October :: 7.20 pm
:: Music: Washing machine noises.


Sometimes, I feel like I'm being choked.

But slightly.. like a baby is doing it.

Then I laugh because that is a decently funny mental picture.

Once we're born, we begin to die.

Or so I hear.

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2004 30 September :: 8.55 pm
:: Mood: drained


I have a headache, and it feels like the Glove of Pain is holding my head up.

owwy.

..you can tell everybody this is your song.


:: 2004 19 September :: 1.26 am
:: Mood: blank
:: Music: New Slang [The Shins]


God speed to all the bakers at dawn;
May they all cut their thumbs.
And bleed into the buns,
Until they melt away...

1 sung. | ..you can tell everybody this is your song.

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