Soliloqui

i talk to myself.
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    July 24th, 2004ChristineRetrospective

    [From: LiveJournal]

    Current mood: contemplative
    Current music: ^radio

    Just heard this on the radio..sounds nice…

    Grew up in a small town
    And when the rain would fall down
    I’d just stare out my window

    Dreaming of what could be
    And if I’d end up happy
    I Would pray

    Trying hard to reach out
    But when I tried to speak out
    Felt like no one could hear me

    Wanted to belong here
    But something felt so wrong here
    So I’d pray I could break away

    I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly
    I’ll do what it takes til’ I touch the sky
    I’ll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
    And break away

    Out of the darkness and into the sun
    But I won’t forget all the ones that I love
    I’ll take a risk, take a chance, make a change
    And break away

    Want to feel the warm breeze
    Sleep under a palm tree
    Feel the rush of the ocean

    Get on board a fast train
    Travel on an airplane
    Far away, and break away

    I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly
    I’ll do what it takes til’ I touch the sky
    I’ll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
    And break away

    Out of the darkness and into the sun
    But I won’t forget all the ones that I love
    I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change
    And break away

    Buildings with a hundred floors
    Swinging with revolving doors
    Maybe I don’t know where they’ll take me
    But gotta keep movin’ on, movin’ on, fly away
    Break away

    I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly
    Though it’s not easy to tell you goodbye
    I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change
    And break away

    Out of the darkness and into the sun
    But I won’t forget the place I come from
    I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change
    And break away

    Break away
    Break away…

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    July 24th, 2004ChristineRetrospective

    [From: LiveJournal]

    Current mood: gloomy
    Current music: sarah mclachlan – fallen

    it’s late..or really early in the morning, however you want to put it. well i decided to take this journal out of the bottom shelf of my bookcase and blow off the dust. >>i changed the icon ;]
    my sleeping schedule is terribly askew. and my writing skills need some polishing up. so do my ranting skills. i haven’t ranted in a while. okay now i need to go to sleep before i cut off 5 more years of my life XP
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    i miss aquaphobia, unlimited snow cones and cotton candy, dumping water down people’s backs…
    i miss the no-fly zone…
    i miss lanyard swinging…
    i miss the slightly dysfunctional squirrels…
    i miss soft serve and pasta with every meal…
    i miss the half-dead grass of the quad that i liked to pull out by the handful…
    i miss RAs knocking on my window telling me to turn off my light…
    i miss the duck pond…
    i miss the dailies that never go as planned…
    i miss town trips to vintage stores and gelato…
    i miss the dry-erase boards…
    i miss plastic mattresses…
    i miss stealing frisbees…
    i miss the vicious girls of the laundry room…
    i miss zoloft…
    i miss random phone calls to matt/mike/mike/mike/ed/etc…
    i miss the corny-themed dances and canon…
    but most of all…
    i miss you.