So last night I couldn't sleep thanks to Mothra and his thought provoking analogy about surfing. THANKs! :p I tossed and turned all night long thinking about how that applied to my life. And what kind of person I am. It seemed to me that I had always been that person who paddled out towards what I believed to be the perfect wave. About half way there I would see ANOTHER wave that looked just a bit better than the perfect wave. So I would try to make it to the other wave... only to be unsuccessful and to miss out on both waves. This really is the story of my life. 
I really miss all the people in Tucson - my support system. My family, Travis (yeah he was always there for me), friends.... its hard to be up here when you feel like you have no one. Starting to hang out with some cool people that i'm really falling in love with... but even still history means so much. I want to build history, I want to have stable people in my life. That years later we can look back and laugh about when we first met, and that one time in the car, and that one time we went out and met these people and did that stupid thing - I want that so much.
Patience has never been my best quality. Most of you know by now, since I'm a serial double clicker and leave sometimes like 4 or 5 of the same comment on someones page because it takes forever to load.
I wish I had more than I do and yet I feel like I'm losing so much.
Only time will tell.
These lyrics mean alot to me.
soooo good. Thanks _the_minx_ for the introducing me to the song. love it love it.
I'm putting this night down to bed
'cause I was sitting at the bar
Hoping you'd walk in the door
That says Killian'S red
'cause I left you a note that said
Come on out and we'll both get
Right off of our heads
And float up off the chair
We'll go on vacation tonight
Under a sun of neon light
And I almost love this town
When I'm by your side
You woke me from a long sleep
And I'm almost back
Closer than ever
To finding the hidden track
If I told you the truth
You wouldn't like what I said
I almost believed I was dead
There'll be no more waiting
You're gonna melt all the ice in our heads
There'll be no more crying
You're gonna make it all better instead
...
I get secrets at night
But they don't stay
I get secrets at night
But they go away
Who knows I'm a weirdo.
I really miss all the people in Tucson - my support system. My family, Travis (yeah he was always there for me), friends.... its hard to be up here when you feel like you have no one. Starting to hang out with some cool people that i'm really falling in love with... but even still history means so much. I want to build history, I want to have stable people in my life. That years later we can look back and laugh about when we first met, and that one time in the car, and that one time we went out and met these people and did that stupid thing - I want that so much.
Patience has never been my best quality. Most of you know by now, since I'm a serial double clicker and leave sometimes like 4 or 5 of the same comment on someones page because it takes forever to load.
I wish I had more than I do and yet I feel like I'm losing so much.
Only time will tell.
These lyrics mean alot to me.
soooo good. Thanks _the_minx_ for the introducing me to the song. love it love it.
I'm putting this night down to bed
'cause I was sitting at the bar
Hoping you'd walk in the door
That says Killian'S red
'cause I left you a note that said
Come on out and we'll both get
Right off of our heads
And float up off the chair
We'll go on vacation tonight
Under a sun of neon light
And I almost love this town
When I'm by your side
You woke me from a long sleep
And I'm almost back
Closer than ever
To finding the hidden track
If I told you the truth
You wouldn't like what I said
I almost believed I was dead
There'll be no more waiting
You're gonna melt all the ice in our heads
There'll be no more crying
You're gonna make it all better instead
...
I get secrets at night
But they don't stay
I get secrets at night
But they go away
Who knows I'm a weirdo.
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SEE?!? FAKE history. We'll fake it so much we'll forget it's not real - even though it is. ::fervent nodding:: Oh don't act like you don't remember ms. jenkins, nessa!
<3