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Name: Chris
Location: Oklahoma, United States
Interests: Playing hackey sack, listening to music, writing, and thinking about life and my general surroundings.
Expertise: Writing, hackey sack, and gaming.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
10/8/2005
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| Everything that keeps me together is falling apart,
I've got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
My boss just quit the job,
Says he's goin' out to find blind spots, and he'll do it.
The 3rd Planet is sure that they're being watched,
By an eye in the sky that can't be stopped,
When you get to the promised land,
You're gonna shake that eye's hand.
Your heart felt good.
It was drippin' pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees,
Felt cold and wet on the grass beneath,
While outside naked, shiverin', looking blue,
From the cold sunlight that's reflected off the moon
And baby cum angels fly around you,
Reminding you that we used to be three and not two,
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.
Well, the 3rd had just been made and we're swimming in the water.
Didn't know then, was it a son, was it a daughter?
And it occurred to me that the animals are swimming,
Around in the water in the oceans, in our bodies,
And another had been found, another ocean on the planet,
Given that our blood is just like the Atlantic, and how.
Well, the universe is shaped exactly like the earth;
If you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
And the universe is shaped exactly like the earth;
If you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
And the universe is shaped exactly like the earth...
Your heart felt good.
It was drippin' pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees,
Felt cold and wet on the grass beneath
While outside naked, shiverin', looking blue,
From the cold sunlight that's reflected off the moon
And baby cum angels fly around you,
Reminding you that we used to be three and not two,
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.
Well, the 3rd had just been made and we're swimming in the water.
Didn't know then, was it a son, was it a daughter?
And it occurred to me that the animals are swimming,
Around in the water in the oceans, in our bodies,
And another had been found, another ocean on the planet,
Given that our blood is just like the Atlantic, and how.
Well, the universe is shaped exactly like the earth;
If you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
And the universe is shaped exactly like the earth;
If you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
And the universe is shaped exactly like the earth...
Everything that keeps me together is falling apart,
I've got this thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over. | | |
| And it's safe to say I likely won't become a regular poster again anytime soon. :) But, this is something I wanted to write down so I wouldn't forget, so I could come back and visit it. This feels like a milestone. Very few things have remained the same. I'm wearing a white T-shirt and basketball shorts. Not jeans and a black T-shirt. I'm sure I'll go back to my good ole jeans and a black T-Shirt when it cools down a little, but for now...Anywho. My hair is very short and I don't have a beard. My hair hasn't been this short since....6 or 7th grade. I dare say there are quite a few people who wouldn't recognize me if they saw me :) Jason, whose known me since the 6th grade didn't at first. All the rambling is to point towards the fact that I look different. I think that the changes in my style reflect a change in my additude. I often times reflect that a lot of my friends from high school would probably think of me as a "tool" now. I get off track so easily in these :) Okay, back to the mile stone! The last strong part of my observable identity is about to be a thing of the past. Me and the CRX are about to go on the final voyage. I've sold out and bought an '03 civic. I still love it so much, but I think it's part of growing up. It used to be okay when my car would break down and Michael and I would be pushing it around a parking lot to get it started, hell...it was a blast! I don't even really mind how it looks since it got hit. But I don't live at home anymore and I need a car that doesn't leave me stranded. There's nobody around here to come give me a lift until I can get it running again. I'll miss it dearly and I hope to be able to buy another one someday. I wish the CD player still worked. I would love to have one last drive filled with the 200 some odd songs I would stuff on a CD and cruise around to. Mmmm... Well, time to say goodbye. :( | | |
| This morning I saw the sunrise for the first time in....I don't know how long. It really takes me back to the fourth grade, when I would stand on a corner before the sun was up, waiting on a bus. I would generally be there until the sun was all the way up. I almost feel like I'm back to where I started. Starting at a new school probably contributes a lot to it, but it's analogous in many other ways too. I remember worrying, when I was starting out at a magnet school, that everybody would be better educated than me. Similar feelings arise now. I'm worried about my professors, hoping they're all relateable and kind. I'm worried about not knowing anybody in any of my classes. I'm worried about being from a different financial background. I'm worried about my coursework and whether or not I'll be able to achieve as well as I have been, now that it's time to try. Now that it really counts. I'm worried about English. I'm really worried about English. How I hate writing essays due by a certain time and date over a certain topic to be criticized for content by somebody else. That's never really ended well for me.
I'm excited about math.
I'd better get going. If everybody else is starting back today too, good luck :)
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| This morning I saw the sunrise for the first time in....I don't know how long. It really takes me back to the fourth grade, when I would stand on a corner before the sun was up, waiting on a bus. I would generally be there until the sun was all the way up. I almost feel like I'm back to where I started. Starting at a new school probably contributes a lot to it, but it's analogous in many other ways too. I remember worrying, when I was starting out at a magnet school, that everybody would be better educated than me. Similar feelings arise now. I'm worried about my professors, hoping they're all relateable and kind. I'm worried about not knowing anybody in any of my classes. I'm worried about being from a different financial background. I'm worried about my coursework and whether or not I'll be able to achieve as well as I have been, now that it's time to try. Now that it really counts. I'm worried about English. I'm really worried about English. How I hate writing essays due by a certain time and date over a certain topic to be criticized for content by somebody else. That's never really ended well for me.
I'm excited about math.
I'd better get going. If everybody else is starting back today too, good luck :)
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| Reelin' in the Years by Steely Dan
Your everlasting summer
You can see it fading fast
So you grab a piece of something
That you think is gonna last
You wouldn't know a diamond
If you held it in your hand
The things you think are precious
I cant understand
Chorus:
Are you reelin' in the years
Stowin' away the time
Are you gatherin' up the tears
Have you had enough of mine
You been tellin' me you're a genius
Since you were seventeen
In all the time Ive known you
I still don't know what you mean
The weekend at the college
Didn't turn out like you planned
The things that pass for knowledge
I cant understand
Chorus
I spend a lot of money
And I spent a lot of time
The trip we made in hollywood
Is etched upon my mind
After all the things we've done and seen
You find another man
The things you think are useless
I cant understand | | |
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