Time of Your Life

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road

Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go

So make the best of this test and don't ask why

It's not a question but a lesson learned in time



It's something unpredictable

But in the end is right

I hope you had the time of your life



So take the photographs and still frames in your mind

Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time

Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial

For what it's worth it was worth all the while



It's something unpredictable

But in the end is right

I hope you had the time of your life

~*~"Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)" Green Day



Anyone in my English class is probably not surprised to see that song posted

 today... Anyway. I don't really have too much to say.

Today was a long day it seemed, but after school I had drama and that was

 fun as always. Then I went and worked out with my mom at Curves, and came

 home and ate. But who wants to hear about what I did today? Not even me! So

on to bigger and better things I suppose.



Anyway. So I've been thinking.(I know - *gasp*) Seriously. I've been thinking...

Well lots of things. And now that I'm going to talk about them, I don't

remember what I was going to say. So I'll just go grab some poetry and call

it a night.



In Reverse

Staring out my window

See people walking down my street

Wonder why they're here

Cause there's nothing here to see

Except people staring out their windows

And people walking down the street

While the window-people wonder

Just where they want to be

And they think:

~~~CHORUS

Anywhere but here would be

Just fine with me

Is there anywhere else I can go

What are other people doing

Outside my tiny world

I hate not knowing what I don't know

~~~

Rushing through the streets of lights

No time to stop and look around

Always running, always tired

From every sight and every sound

Those people running everywhere

All with too much to do

Each of them looking at someone else

Saying "It must suck to be you"

And they think:

Chorus

Everyone going somewhere else

No one where they want to be

Trapped in a life they don't like

Destined never to be free

And they think:

Chorus

And I think:

I am blessed

Knowing where I want to go

Not being where I want to be

But someday performing in a show

Living out the life I want

Somehow the lucky one

Knowing I have worked for this

When each day is done.

--1/12/04



So that's my song for y'all tonight. Lemme know what you think, please.

 (And don't steal it... **lol Jordan.*** anywho) Oh so I remembered what

 I was thinking about



I was thinking about people... They're so hard to figure out. The other day

 in crafts Jordan was telling me about a theory she and Alex had thought

up. I think it's quite interesting, and I think I agree. People are puzzles, and

each time you meet a person you get a new puzzle. Somtimes you never

open the box, just keep it around and then donate it to a charity after a

while (well, we do in my family). Other times there are people you want to

keep, and so you start putting their puzzle pieces together, to figure out

what the picture looks like. Some people are nice little 100 piece puzzles,

 others 500, some 1000, and some even 5000. Each person is different and

 it takes time to put the puzzle pieces together, and even longer to connect

 those little bits to the outside edges (because you always do the border first)

. I've found that I have some friends (or at least I think) and they are all like

 puzzles. Some I've got put together pretty well. Others, I had almost done,

 but then I blinked and in the meantime someone scrambled up all the

pieces again. And then there's the people I'm just starting to put together...

 I know, it's all very confusing. But if we look back, I think that's how I

started this out in the first place. The thing is, if people ask me how my

 relationships are with other people, I really just don't know what to tell

them. I never seem to actually know what's going on  in my relationships

 with people. No one calls just to talk to me, (except Lonzo - luv ya babe!)

. I always feel  like an after thought... I don't know. That's just the way it is

 I guess. So I don't let it get to me. Well I guess it must have, if I spent this

 long writing about it. Oh well. Comment, let me know your thoughts.



Love to all cause love is good! (oh so good... you have no idea. ;) )