Gwed

I meant to do at least half of the A.P stuff yesterday, but I went to sleep after dinner...I didn't feel well.


So...I've got the whole junk thing...every term....every essay and every little bit of our nations constitution left to examine. I just got back from Golden Cor...Corr...ral...I don't know how to spell it....with my great Uncle and Aunt from Indiana and I feel like going to sleep now (Yeah, I'm tired, that's why I can't spell coral). I'm sure if I started at 10 in the morning I wouldn't have much trouble...but what if at 10 tomorrow morning I don't feel like doing it? Oh, I have such fledgling(I...hate...words...I cannot spell...I love dots of elippse...ellip....ellipses...GRRRRR) willpower.

Don't mind these posts, primarily, they're for me to wallow in self-pity. Move along, move along.



OHHHH...weird(Well...sort of song lyrics) I've got one for yah!

(Read it all)

I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola [LP version:
Coca-Cola]
C-O-L-A cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola
L-O-L-A Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola

Well I'm not the world's most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola

Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said dear boy won't you come home with me
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola

I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me

Well that's the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola

Well I left home just a week before
And I'd never ever kissed a woman before
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said dear boy I'm gonna make you a man

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola

And back when this song was written...It was on the edge...

(GRC's new television sho...err...no...just no....STOP IT....NO....Stop....it.... now...NO I WON'T....DIE YOU INFIDEL, DIE.............NEVER.....PERISH AND SUFFER THE INDIGNITIES WORTHY TO YOUR KIND, YOU VILE PERVERSION OF TRUTH AND GOODNESS....NAY, IT YOU WHO SHALL PERISH IN THE FLAMES OF YOUR OWN IGNITION, YOU PYRO!!! AGHAST YE, FIE TO YOUR SOUL...HEY, IT'S YOUR SOUL TOO, MORON.....MORON? IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO...SHUT UP...OH I SEE, AREN'T WE THE LOVELIST INTELLECTUAL EVER?....I SAID SHUT UP, NOW DIE....BAH, YOU'RE NOT ANY FUN ANYMORE...FUN? ALL YOU SEEK IN LIFE IS TO BE AMUSED, EH? ... OH PLEASE, CAN WE AT LEAST GIVE THE MASTER A LITTLE PEACE AS HE WRITES THE POST? ... I THINK HE'S FINISHED, NO WAIT, THERE'S ONE LAST THING.)

Move along, move along.
Don't feed the soul shards.

~*~Fuinernel~*~

P.S That's just a little window into the workings of my mind.