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HIT COUNTER

7:36 PM

passed out on the overpass sunday best and broken glass broken down from the bikes and bars suspended like spirits over speeding cars you and i were kings over the parkway tonight and tonight will go on forever while we walk around this town like we own the streets and stay awake through summer like we own the heat singing everybody wake up (wake up) it's time to get down (everybody everybody wake up it's time to get down) and when i pass the bottle back to pete on the overpass tonight i bet we laugh i'm gonna stay eighteen forever so we can stay like this forever and we'll never miss a party cause we keep them going constantly and we'll never have to listen to anyone about anything cause it's all been done and it's all been said we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get the hell out of this town find some conversation the low fuel lights been on for days It doesn't mean anything i've got another 500 another 500 miles before we shut this engine down we shut it down i'm gonna stay eighteen forever so we can stay like this forever and we'll never miss a party cause we keep them going constantly and we'll never have to listen to anyone about anything cause it's all been done and it's all been said we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get eighteen forever so we can stay like this forever and we'll never miss a party cause we keep them going constantly and we'll never have to listen to anyone about anything cause it's all been done and it's all been said we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get just jealous cause we're young and in love

You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous...

(cut me open. sun poisoned. this offer stands forever. new haircut. new bracelet. eyeliner. wait forever. you're just jealous cause i'm young and in love. first kisses. your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation. new stitches. you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed. collar weekend. and you're tearing up your photos cause you wanna forget...it's over. appearance ticket. you're just jealous cause i'm young and in love. november to remember. your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation. you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed. nightswimmers. and your tearing up your photos cause you wanna forget...it's over.)

- brand new/soco amaretto lime

11:45 AM
Friday, April 22, 2005

finally some time to post. but i can't write long.

school is getting really sucky. i don't like it. can't stand it. i never minded it, but it really sucks now. i wish i studied elsewhere. it's not so much of the stress, really, but somehow it just gets at me.

and i'm jumping terribly now well i don't even want to talk about it. but anyway it's not like i'm getting into nationals or something. i can't la. my seniors are too good.

maybe it's just a sec three thing. they always complained about the gap between sec two and sec three, about how impossibly large it is. well i guess perhaps it's true. i really don't like sec three.

frankly, i liked my last year class so much better (and the teachers too). it's not that i have anything against any individual in my class, but as a whole we're just not a nice class. well actually we aren't really much of a class la. i wish we didn't have to change class. there're lots of nice people in 313, but we can't function together.

and track, um, well i guess i could say i miss the seniors and all, and without them and ms zhang it's just so different. but somehow trainings just aren't as fun as they used to be...i don't know why, but it's just different. well. last year was a really nice year for me, i'll put it that way.

and i hate being a sec three.

8:13 PM