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| current | archives | profile | notes | gbook | host Reading: About to start Twilight - Stephenie Meyer You know, sometimes I think that swapping paralysing anxiety with lethargic apathy in regards to assignments isn't as good as I once thought. But, I stand by the fact that it always gets done and I get OK marks. I am itching to start this Stephenie Meyer book. But considering I only finished Killing Yourself To Live on the train today I thought I should at least give myself a few hours break. I've got my things, I'm good to go. You met me at the terminal, just one more plane ride and it's done. We stood like statues at the gate, vacation's come and gone too late. I'm really excited that I get to see Jack's Mannequin perform next week. I wish he was doing a sideshow as well the support for Fall Out Boy. I have a shameless crush on Andrew McMahon purely because of his lyrics and voice. Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes that I am not there. I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this - like every inch of me is bruised, bruised. And don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me? Can you make this last? This plane is all I got so keep it steady, now cause every inch you see is bruised. I lace my Chucks, I walk the aisle. I take my pills, the babies cry. All I hear is what's playing through the in-flight radio. Now every word of every song I ever heard that made me wanna stay is what's playing through the in-flight radio, and I and I am, finally waking up. *gushes* I still feel you and the taste of cigarettes - 2007-10-02
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