I feel like I haven't really learned anything this semester in college. I don't even feel like I have really done anything. It may be the lack of papers I have had to write this year. I mean I have to write articles for the newspaper (I detest doing so) but the longest one has only been 4 pages. I know for sure that I do not want to write for a paper for the rest of my life. It just happens to be something I am okay at.
I find myself on a quest for a boyfriend. I know it is kind of silly or whatever but I am tierd of being the friend. The only problem is that I am way to picky and I don't think that most guys see me as anything but a friend to hang out with. I haven't had an actual boyfriend in so long I just think it would be nice. I have turned into such a shy person. That isn't at all how I use to be. I use to always want to be the center of attention. I just think that I have a self image problem.
I have set goals for myself. I would really love to find someone who wants the same things out of life.
I really feel like I have given up a lot of myslef since college has started. I don't read as much as I use to. I mean I have loved reading since I was in 3rd grade. I think it has lost a lot of its apeal since I have to read for all of my classes.
You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now ... here he comes!
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy
Easy now, watch it go
We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young
And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you used to live
When you were young
They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while
You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now here he comes
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
(He talks like a gentlemen, like you imagined when)
When you were young
I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But more than you'll ever know
- Mood:
lonely
So it is blog time here again. I am pretty bored and not really in the mood to do anything I should be doing so I decided I would rant for a little while.
The first thing I have to rant about is this new show on MTV called the paper. It looks like it is going to be pretty funny. These kids take themselves way tooo serious. I mean I write for a college newspaper not just some highschool paper and even I don't get that worked up about it. I can't remember anyone else really freakin out the way these kids do to.
The second thing I have to rant about is something I am sure a lot of people have been talking about. That would be the beating of that girl by the 8 kids who lured her to a house and then taped it. First I would have to say how stupid do you have to be to record yourself commiting a crime. I think that kids have gotten pretty crazy these days. (wow I sound old). Even if someone trash talks you it is stupid to fight like that. I mean have these kids never heard of being the bigger person. It is not even enough that they beat her, they did it even when she went unconcious and caused damage to her sight and hearing. I am not saying that it is okay to cyber bully, cause I think that is horrible, but I am saying that we need to teach people not to react in such violent ways. Fight with words not your fists.
I can't really think of anything else that I really want to rant about right now.
Politicians are blowing their cools
Over they who refuse to follow the rules
Though they should be separate dealings What's wrong at the zoo?
The animals sense our fear showing through
Our facade yet there's not a thing they can do
It's hurting their poor helpless feelings
What's wrong?
CHORUS:
What is wrong?
What is wrong?
What 's wrong with our folks?
Strong and solid as hundred year oaks
So firm in their ways
They think we are jokes
They just don't know why
What's wrong in their head?
Won't they just try to see it once our way instead?
If they did then there wouldn't be any more dead
No reason to cry
CHORUS
What's wrong in your heart?
Do you feel that soon mankind and reason will part?
As each day worsens you fear we will start
On that anxiously dark endless journey
What's wrong with this top?
As it spins each year gives us a worsening crop
Of hatred that one day could cause it to stop
A lesson we all could be learning
What's wrong?
- Mood:
complacent
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