I've been thinking a lot about how rough these past 12 months have been for me... More precisely Septiber through Now. These are songs which I think define some of it, or which other people think define some of it.
It's her life and a life is worth living (It's her life)/It never struck her to pause for one minute (It's her life)/The path to excess just led to boredom/You've lived your life with your mouth wide open/She goes out/She gets drunk/She gets off/She goes home She gives in - Maxmo Park – Girls who play guitars A lot of the parts of that song riind me of recent times in my life. It's also somewhat just the truth about my life without anyway to get around it. Especially the parts of my life before I settled down and got a boyfriend. I'm so free-love-is-where-its-at that it's really binding sometimes. There's also parts about When you lie on my bed and you label me your friend/Don't you know how much that hurts? and i think that pretty much describes how Joe and I have been toward each other through major parts of our breakup.
i down shifted/as i pulled into the driveway/the motor screaming out/stuck in second gear/the scene ends badly/as you might imagine/in a cavalcade of anger and fear/there will be feasting and dancing/in Jerusali next year/i am going to make it through this year/if it kills me - The Mountain Goats – This Year Benjamin sent this song to me because it made him think of me. I definitely saw the correlation. I think that I've kind of had the tendency to try to flee as a means of survival. it's a lot like the movie Lie With Me that I just watched. She just runs because she doesn't know what else to do. That's basically my January-midFebruary... if not December-midFebruary.
Woke up with fingers crossed/In a boy's bed with your pants off./After polite declines of coffee and toast,/walked home itching in last night's clothes. - Casiotone for the Painfully Alone – New Year's Kiss Oh... I bet I don't have to describe what that reminds me of. Oi. :Hangs head: I suppose in the end it only matters that I learned from all of that. That I'm sorry. That...whatever. It matters that I now relate to this pretty empty lyric. Relate to it in the way that one might relate to fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone/three o'clock in the afternoon/and i am going home/f-train is full of high school students/so much shouting, so much laughter/last night's underwear/in my back pocket/sure sign of the morning after/take me home/take me home and leave me there/think i'm going to cry, i don't know why/think i'm going to sing myself a lullaby/feel free to listen/feel free to stare - Ani DiFranco – Cradle and All and I suppose I relate to that one too. Especially the "take me home and leave me there" part. I'm glad that part of my life is over. The "feel free to listen/feel free to stare" part also hits close to home. Even still, I feel like my sex life is made into some sort of public spectacle. Maybe people should pay attention to the business that is their business.
You can call thi chronicles,/You can call thi songs,It's an aural rhetoric for the year thats gone./You favour progression over honesty,/Whilst you pick apart the misguided things that you thought about me./If you took the time just to get a clue,/Than you'll probably just realise I'm the same as you. - Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly – If I Had A Pound For Every Stale Song Title I'd Be 30 Short Of Getting Out Of This Mess Kyle said that riinded him of me. Probably because I didn't think he'd commit to me when he thinks he would have. But I still contend it was healthier for me to get ready to date someone else seriously and for him to get out of his crush on Megan before we started seeing each other. And sometimes I drag my feet. By sometimes, I mean always. So i'm really glad that it worked out. And I'm glad I no longer relate to the following:
I think that's a good note to end this on. And in the last 12 months,/I've felt like a stopgap/And a punchbag and a doormat,/But I'm better than that./And I don't want to feel,/That the only thing that can make me real/Is the fact that I can sing and write/For the joy of someone else.
It's her life and a life is worth living (It's her life)/It never struck her to pause for one minute (It's her life)/The path to excess just led to boredom/You've lived your life with your mouth wide open/She goes out/She gets drunk/She gets off/She goes home She gives in - Maxmo Park – Girls who play guitars A lot of the parts of that song riind me of recent times in my life. It's also somewhat just the truth about my life without anyway to get around it. Especially the parts of my life before I settled down and got a boyfriend. I'm so free-love-is-where-its-at that it's really binding sometimes. There's also parts about When you lie on my bed and you label me your friend/Don't you know how much that hurts? and i think that pretty much describes how Joe and I have been toward each other through major parts of our breakup.
i down shifted/as i pulled into the driveway/the motor screaming out/stuck in second gear/the scene ends badly/as you might imagine/in a cavalcade of anger and fear/there will be feasting and dancing/in Jerusali next year/i am going to make it through this year/if it kills me - The Mountain Goats – This Year Benjamin sent this song to me because it made him think of me. I definitely saw the correlation. I think that I've kind of had the tendency to try to flee as a means of survival. it's a lot like the movie Lie With Me that I just watched. She just runs because she doesn't know what else to do. That's basically my January-midFebruary... if not December-midFebruary.
Woke up with fingers crossed/In a boy's bed with your pants off./After polite declines of coffee and toast,/walked home itching in last night's clothes. - Casiotone for the Painfully Alone – New Year's Kiss Oh... I bet I don't have to describe what that reminds me of. Oi. :Hangs head: I suppose in the end it only matters that I learned from all of that. That I'm sorry. That...whatever. It matters that I now relate to this pretty empty lyric. Relate to it in the way that one might relate to fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone/three o'clock in the afternoon/and i am going home/f-train is full of high school students/so much shouting, so much laughter/last night's underwear/in my back pocket/sure sign of the morning after/take me home/take me home and leave me there/think i'm going to cry, i don't know why/think i'm going to sing myself a lullaby/feel free to listen/feel free to stare - Ani DiFranco – Cradle and All and I suppose I relate to that one too. Especially the "take me home and leave me there" part. I'm glad that part of my life is over. The "feel free to listen/feel free to stare" part also hits close to home. Even still, I feel like my sex life is made into some sort of public spectacle. Maybe people should pay attention to the business that is their business.
You can call thi chronicles,/You can call thi songs,It's an aural rhetoric for the year thats gone./You favour progression over honesty,/Whilst you pick apart the misguided things that you thought about me./If you took the time just to get a clue,/Than you'll probably just realise I'm the same as you. - Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly – If I Had A Pound For Every Stale Song Title I'd Be 30 Short Of Getting Out Of This Mess Kyle said that riinded him of me. Probably because I didn't think he'd commit to me when he thinks he would have. But I still contend it was healthier for me to get ready to date someone else seriously and for him to get out of his crush on Megan before we started seeing each other. And sometimes I drag my feet. By sometimes, I mean always. So i'm really glad that it worked out. And I'm glad I no longer relate to the following:
I think that's a good note to end this on. And in the last 12 months,/I've felt like a stopgap/And a punchbag and a doormat,/But I'm better than that./And I don't want to feel,/That the only thing that can make me real/Is the fact that I can sing and write/For the joy of someone else.
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wren001:
What part of African history do you study?
wren001:
I'm not a historian per se, but ancient Greece is my field. So we both can't visit our areas of interest!