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[03 Nov 2003|02:46pm] |
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The Fiction We Live - From Autumn to Ashes |
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Anyways...today was kind of enjoyable. Area studies is sooo boring. All we do is talk about India. blah...but Laura's funny :) English is pointless... she doesn't actually educate us, she makes us more dumb. Andy and I have to write a childrens book with the rest of our "row" and, what a suprise, we hate everyone in our row, so we made fun of them the whole class. Andy's drawing all the pictures and he had some fun drawing "Ms. I'm an overachiever" getting shot in the head. haha. During Espanol Justin kept trying to convince me that Metallica and Mudvayne are the best bands in the world... it definetly didn't work though. He was all, "Christina, Metallica is the best band in the world, and Mudvayne rocks!! How can you not like them!?" In reply to this I simply said, "Because they suck." Then he was like.."You and your "punk"...oh man punk sucks." Me, "Shut up Justin, you suck." Intense, isn't it? I despise Metallica more than anything. Mudvayne sucks too. So then we got to do more sex positions in gym! That was fun...ha. Science consisted of me taking notes and playing with my cell phone. Chorus always sucks because Mrs. Clark is a dyke, but we took some pictures of me and Cady Jones being hot together...so it was ok. Zeke wasn't at lunch today :( So therefore... I was sad. Algebra went by really fast. We're just starting to do graphing thingy's so whatever. Cady wrote me a note though...so it was fun. Anyways....yeah :)
MXPX - "Unsaid"
Somewhere deep inside your mind
You don't want anyone to find
That you're
Someone with very big ideas
The words that just came off your lips
Just crossed your name off the list
It's long gone and already forgotten
I was thinking just the other day
Some things are better left undone
Some battles are better left unwon
Some sad songs better left unsung
Is there something more to know?
And is there someplace left to go?
Someplace with something there to see?
Is there anyone at all?
Not one to make that final call
To all those people wondering?
Some things are better left undone
Some battles are better left unwon
Some sad songs better left unsung
Some fires are better left unfed
Some pages better left unread
Some words are better left unsaid
What kind of person would you be?
If less is what you see, then less is everything
And if you look what will you find?
Would that make up your mind?
And make up everything, make up everything
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