"Photograph"

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if It's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when

Oh oh oh
Oh god I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it

So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me

I can't believe I haven't heard this song till yesterday. Its so nostalgic and nice!

I have a feeling my vocabulary is deteriorating.

Of late, I've been rather mean, and I would conveniently pass it off as PMS, but honestly, I don't think its PMS. Maybe I'm just tired, or maybe I'm just turning into some old, grumpy, tired hag. Its kind of scary actually.

"The courage of shutting up, in spite of artillery!" A quote from Sylvia Plath's poem, "The Courage of Shutting Up". Sometimes, to keep silent in the face of all the verbal attacks some people throw you is the best defense. Mmm.

I just typed out a whole paragraph about a certain someone, but I deleted it. Aigoo.

I am convinced that Jungle Boy and I somehow share a thread of fate!! I was walking past this particular room today with Emmalyn, then I backtracked a little, saying "Eh, I think I saw him." But it turned out not to be Jungle Boy. So we continued walking when he came out of that particular room!!! Ah! I nearly vomitted on the spot. Haha. I don't know why, I just felt like vomitting. Emmalyn said her heart stopped beating. That was kind of funny. Puahahaha.

I really think my temper is regressing, transforming back into the days of Sec 1. I need to meditate and find back my old calm. Not that I had an extremely good temper to begin with, but I was quite alright I think. I feel like Dr. Jekyll.

My left leg is suffering from some sort of pain down the side of it, near the ankle. I hope it gets well soon, argh.

I have got to start studying hard already. It suddenly dawned on me that I'm going to take my A's in about 8 months. I mean, this is THE year. I still don't really feel like I'm eighteen, like I'm going to take what could be the most major examination in my life, like I'm going to leave a life of uniforms behind soon. I am just living day to day, trying to steal a few winks of sleep in between lessons, trying not to be grumpy, trying to try my best during trainings...

All I want is for some constancy in my life, but not monotone. All I want is for inspiration and motivation to get through this year.