THE RAIN.

Due to the fact that I have officially nothing better to do. Guess what, I'mma update the blog! Yay! Yeah, right.

Oh, update on the WISHLIST:

1. I GOT EOIN COLFER'S ARTEMIS FOWL THE LOST COLONY! (CHECK!)
2. The Dark is Rising Sequence Susan Cooper. (Found out that it's available in the library. Hoorah. CHECK!)
3. A skateboard... (Bweehee.. Momma's gonna buy youuuu...)
4. A DS. (Played it at Peech's house. I wanna play Chocobo Tales. =( Momma has to save money now.)

My FFL is at Phuket. =) Stay safe. I hope you're havin' fun. =)

G ain't answerin' ma emails... =( Hope you're okay, man.

Some kid got virus at school. We have no school for a week. Teachers are given us damn ass homework through text messages... Let's explode.

I think the Soph. cheerleaders are probably havin' their practice thingy today... I wanna drop off at school ... maybe even wave pom poms. =) Just kidding. ytf would I wanna do that.

Hmm... Hello Mimi. Hello life. Again.

This is you when you're 14. I so wanna know what you're gonna think about yourself when you grow older. Will you look into the mirror and say, "Hey. This is me. I'm so glad I've done this n' that..." or say, "Hey, what have I been doin' in the past 14 years? Or rather, in the almost 15 years?"

What have I been doing?

THE RAIN - FOREVERINMOTION

Time carries us away
from all the places we have come to love;
just wishing we could stay.
But maybe that's not the point.
What makes this all so god damn beautiful
is knowing that its bound to fade in time.
If you listen you can hear the wind talking to the trees,
like words of quiet angels, or so I'd like to believe.
I don't know where I am going.
I don't know where I want to be.
But as long as I have a soundtrack
I'll make it there breathing.
And so it comes, the heavy rain...
The storm we've all been waiting for
to wet our hearts and make sense of this pain,
from standing still for far too long
(from holding out and holding on to all the things
you know will only hold you back in the end)
..like you're just holding out for something better
to steal you from these tired days that you don't want.
What are you hoping for?
Miracles happen all the time, so where is yours?
The rain, it never lies.
Writing its secrets on the window pane.
You lose your focus in the subtleties of its poetic grace.
There's just something about its sadness that makes
you feel okay.
Do you remember that rainy afternoon
when we cried in each other's arms?
When we knew we'd found perfection
but somewhere deep inside,
knew it had come too soon for us to hang on,
or try to make it last.
We can't forget these moments baby,
but our lives are NOW.
Don't lose yours in the past.
Once we find ourselves I swear I'll find you again someday.
But the western wind is calling me
I heard the angels say my name.
My loner heart is aching, so I'll be leaving soon
to start this lonesome journey
when the leaves dance for the moon.