Thursday, October 27, 2005

DISCLAIMER: I did not write this. It is the feeling of the week. This is a great song by Richie Sambora

Fallen From Graceland
There's a line that you cross,
When you find out that you're lost.
When your world is closing in,
And it crawls under your skin.
And the heart's always blind,
When it's in this state of mind.
There's a burning light in this town,
For every heart that's broken down tonight,
Here tonight.
You're stranded out there in the rain,
And you just can't see past the pain tonight.
You've fallen from graceland, Fallen from graceland.
When you're too proud to crawl,
It keeps your back against the wall.
You wanna die, but you live,
With nothing left to give.
And there's no place to hide,
When you're tangled up inside.
There's a burning light in this town,
For every heart that's broken down tonight.
Here tonight.
You're stranded out there in the rain,
But you just can't see past the pain tonight.
You've fallen from graceland.
And there's no place to hide,
When you're tangled up inside.
There's a burning light in this town,
For every heart that's broken down tonight.
Here tonight.
You're stranded out there in the rain,
But you just can't see past the pain tonight.
You've fallen from graceland.
Fallen, you've fallen from graceland tonight,
Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen from graceland.
And tonight.
There's a light, a bright light burning,
For every broken heart in this world tonight.
Deep inside.
Yes, there's one light burning,
That will lead you through the storm tonight.
It's gonna be alright, be alright,yeah,
Gonna be alright, yeah, it's gonna be alright.
(Oh it's gonna be alright, tonight)
Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen from graceland, (Fallen from graceland)
Tonight.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

According to recent studies, the maturity level of college age boys is equivalent to that of a boy in kindergarten. Whose studies? Mine. In fact, I'm convinced that the maturity level a boy reaches by the age of 5 is the maturity level he maintains for the rest of his life. This may not be so obvious when a boy is alone. But get him in a social setting with more boys, and it becomes blatantly obvious. i've discovered that fraternities are the worse case scenarios when it comes to this situation. Case study #1. After having woken up from a long nap (yes I'm 20 and still take naps, sue me), I decided I was hungry. Apparently I missed the memo that tonight the immaturity was out in force. Hoping to just enjoy my meal in peace was apparently too much to ask. Walking into the dining hall, I witnessed perhaps the most pathetic sight i've seen in the past few months. Perhaps the past year or so. I walk into see 3 boys arguing with the cashier. Let me set this up for you. One guy must be at least 5'11 and built like a football player. The other guy, was somewhat shorter. The third guy was in a motorized scooter contraption with a bicycle wheel on the front. All were wearing polo shirts with popped collars. This just screamed FRAT to me. I didn't know if I should run or stay to watch. I decided I was too hungry to leave. Plus, who looks away from an accident as it's happening? The kid in the scooter thing was trying to convince the cashier that he "needed" his scooter as he was disabled. She couldn't argue, and he went on his way. I got my food and sat down at a table. Who sits down behind me but scooter boys frat friends. Oh great, there's like 8 of them. Meanwhile, the kid in the scooter was just riding all around the dining hall. His friends kept yelling things to him, and lovingly, i'm sure, nicknamed him "Retard." Oi. As I look around to see who all is there I witness scooter boy's first mistake. Some kid asks to try out his scooter. He obliges. So there they are, scooter boy (who is supposedly disabled) is standing there watching some other immature idiot ride his scooter around looking as gleeful as a small child at a carnival full of free toys. Somehow the manager catches wind of the situation, and the scooter is to be parked outside. Thank God. Only to be stolen by 5 girls. Oi. They are not doing much for the name of women. The rest of the dining experience went without event. Thank God. Case study #2. Yesterday morning, upon waking, I decided I was hungry. (yes, we all see the pattern, thanks) I decided that I should eat. I went to eat. Uneventful. I also decided that I needed to take a trip to the computer lab. Mainly so I wouldn't have to be in my room with my roommate and her friend before they left. So as I'm walking to the computer lab, I decide to stop and talk to a girl who happens to be in one of my classes. We discuss typical hi, how are yas? and she introduces me to her male friend. Who looks straight at me, and goes, when are you going to lose weight? I wanted to donkey punch that kid in his balls. But outwitting is so much funnier. So I looked at him and I was like "I'll lose weight when you stop being ugly." Which I then proceeded to point out to him that I could lose weight, but he could not lose ugly. Score: me - 1 him - a donkey punch to the ego. The girl just laughed. This begs the question, WHY???? Why, oh why, upon meeting a person for the first time would you feel it necessary to make a comment like that? It makes me sad for the children of the future to have these guys to look up to as fathers. What is this world coming to? The moral of this story? When in doubt, donkey punches are best when applied to a man's genitals.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

just another face in the crowd. she's not alone. but she's not among friends. these people don't know her. they don't care for her the way friends do. they are simply moving along in their life journey, and their streams have merged.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

a broken heart
she can't replace
another soul
another face

she searches on
not knowing why
a broken heart
again she'll cry

another day
another soul
her broken heart
fills the hole

a broken heart
after every fool
she now expects
they're not you