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Two hints lust, then I mix some charm with a dash of wits.
this watercooler romance and its coming to a close
so can anyone guess what i've been listening to lately... if you cant your a dumbass. which is most of you. but you know what? i like dumbasses. SO ITS ALL GOOD!
anyways today was uh... normal. normal for me. which is pretty fucked up. because thats the way i work. anyways. in history we watched "johnny tremain". and i got that stupid song that they were singing stuck in megans head. muahahaha. and during orchestra me and ben talked about the difference between a guitar and a 6 string bass. i was having problems. also we wanna play our basses during hawaii five-o. but nooo... actually we never asked. ahha. and in language arts we ate.. SO FUCKING MUCH! fried chicken, biscuits, grits, choco cake, apple pie *LINDSEY! PIE IS MASTER AND YOU KNOW IT* and sweet tea. thank god for harper lee's birthday. sooo yummy. speech was pretty boring. i mean its SPEECH. then in geometry i was being slow. "2/3 of 3 is 3."... wow... i cant believe.. i.. wow... i said taht... and i was having problems multiplying. lunch.. i cant remember what happened. we talked about nothing. it was interesting but not memorable. comprende? in activity jessica guerra asked for my sn and i gave it too her. yeah. i gave her suckywaffle. woah... im thinking about getting a new sn... i have some ideas... but i have so many.. anyways. theater arts ... i wanted to die.. *agjfjsdlk* i was so bored. and in IPC i drew a picture. yeah...funno.
ok so the guys on my bus are total fuckers. lkdfsjfklsdj. enough said. okay. im not going to think about that because it turns me homicidal.
SBGC DALLAS TRIP TOMORROW! its gonna be off the ceiling if you know what i mean. its gonna be SUPER FREAK-AY.
im going to go pack for dallas and actually get some work done. arent you proud of me? working for a change. hahaha.
My Chemical Romance-"Cubicles"
It's the tearing sound of love-notes
Drowning out the gray stained windows
And the view outside is sterile
And I'm only two cubes down
I'd photocopy all the things that we could be
If you took the time to notice me
But you can't now, I don't blame you
And it's not your fault that no one ever does
But you don't work here anymore
Its just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your place
A temporary stand-in for your face
This happens all the time
And I can't help but think I'll die alone
So I'll spend my time with strangers
A condition and it's terminal
In this water-cooler romance
And it's coming to a close
We could be in the park and dancing by a tree
Kicking over blades we see
Or a dark beach with a black view
And pin-pricks in the velvet catch our fall
But you don't work here anymore
Its just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your place
A temporary stand-in for your face
This happens all the time
And I can't help but think I'll die alone
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, sometimes I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, live and breathe and die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, sometimes I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, I'd think I'd love to die alone
Just take
I think I'd love to die
Me down
I think I'd love to die
Just take
I think I'd love to die
Me down
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
Live and breathe and die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
anyways today was uh... normal. normal for me. which is pretty fucked up. because thats the way i work. anyways. in history we watched "johnny tremain". and i got that stupid song that they were singing stuck in megans head. muahahaha. and during orchestra me and ben talked about the difference between a guitar and a 6 string bass. i was having problems. also we wanna play our basses during hawaii five-o. but nooo... actually we never asked. ahha. and in language arts we ate.. SO FUCKING MUCH! fried chicken, biscuits, grits, choco cake, apple pie *LINDSEY! PIE IS MASTER AND YOU KNOW IT* and sweet tea. thank god for harper lee's birthday. sooo yummy. speech was pretty boring. i mean its SPEECH. then in geometry i was being slow. "2/3 of 3 is 3."... wow... i cant believe.. i.. wow... i said taht... and i was having problems multiplying. lunch.. i cant remember what happened. we talked about nothing. it was interesting but not memorable. comprende? in activity jessica guerra asked for my sn and i gave it too her. yeah. i gave her suckywaffle. woah... im thinking about getting a new sn... i have some ideas... but i have so many.. anyways. theater arts ... i wanted to die.. *agjfjsdlk* i was so bored. and in IPC i drew a picture. yeah...funno.
ok so the guys on my bus are total fuckers. lkdfsjfklsdj. enough said. okay. im not going to think about that because it turns me homicidal.

SBGC DALLAS TRIP TOMORROW! its gonna be off the ceiling if you know what i mean. its gonna be SUPER FREAK-AY.
im going to go pack for dallas and actually get some work done. arent you proud of me? working for a change. hahaha.
My Chemical Romance-"Cubicles"
It's the tearing sound of love-notes
Drowning out the gray stained windows
And the view outside is sterile
And I'm only two cubes down
I'd photocopy all the things that we could be
If you took the time to notice me
But you can't now, I don't blame you
And it's not your fault that no one ever does
But you don't work here anymore
Its just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your place
A temporary stand-in for your face
This happens all the time
And I can't help but think I'll die alone
So I'll spend my time with strangers
A condition and it's terminal
In this water-cooler romance
And it's coming to a close
We could be in the park and dancing by a tree
Kicking over blades we see
Or a dark beach with a black view
And pin-pricks in the velvet catch our fall
But you don't work here anymore
Its just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your place
A temporary stand-in for your face
This happens all the time
And I can't help but think I'll die alone
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
I know you don't work here anymore
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, sometimes I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, live and breathe and die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, sometimes I think I'll die alone
Sometimes I think I'll die alone, I'd think I'd love to die alone
Just take
I think I'd love to die
Me down
I think I'd love to die
Just take
I think I'd love to die
Me down
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
Live and breathe and die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
I think I'd love to die alone
Who is it tonight Doctor Jekyll or Mr. Hyde?
Stolen everything you worked for
Love was lost but better to remember
Dictionary chemical cook book
not normal