i would take you in my arms and hold you right where you belong

Could you whisper in my ear
The things you wanna feel
I'd give you anythin'
To feel it comin'

Do you wake up on your own
And wonder where you are?
You live with all your faults

I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide

Yeah, I'm gonna let it slide

Don't you love the life you killed?
The priest is on the phone
Your father hit the wall
Your ma disowned you

Don't supposed I'll ever know
What it means to be a man
It's somethin' I can't change
I'll live around it

I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide
Ooh, slide

And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothin' that fall
Oh, May
Put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful
Oh, May
Do you wanna get married Or run away?

And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothin' that fall
Oh, May
Put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful
Oh, May
Do you wanna get married
Or run away?

I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything

And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete
(Yeah, slide)
Little pieces of the nothin' that fall
(yeah slide)
And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete
(Yeah slide)
Little pieces of the nothin' that fall
(Oh, oh slide)
Yeah, slide between the sheets of all them beds you never knew
(Yeah slide)
Why don't you slide into my room
Just slide into my room
Oh, we'll run away, run away, run away

christmas....not a cool name unless you're a bond girl/physicist

Christmas overall was good i would have to say.  all except my lovely memory lapse whilst singing...but i recovered quickly and everyone was impressed so its ok...it was scary though. by the way--no one says whilst anymore--i should start a   r e v o l u t i o n!  haha so here's the breakdown of presents:

1. Very Sexy perfume by Victoria's Secret...contrary to popular opinion, it is not "damn" sexy

2. Vera Bradley purse/wallet

3. Victoria's Secret PJ's

4. The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas

5. The Complete Works of Shakespere by...you guessed it, Willy S.

6. Grimm's Fairy Tales, a complete collection

7. The Chronicles of Narnia by Clive Staples Lewis

8. The complete DVD collection of Nooma videos by Rob Bell

9. a pyschadelic purse and scrub from tara

10. candy, money...that kind of stuff

11. sweaters/a hoodie from AE

12. "friends" picture frame

13. scarf from natalie

14. shirt from ash. mu.

15. a quesadilla maker....haha cool i know

16. The James Bond 007 Scene It? game...OMG it's amazing i swear

17. the original Scene It? sequel pack

18. massaging slippers...those are cool

19. scrapbooking stuff

20. WAAAAY too much food

 

--love is an irresistable desire to be irresistably desired.  Robert Frost--

sprinkle is such a fun word

sprinkles are yummy.  cupcakes too, so grab some frosting and a spoon!

 

haha and you thought i was a good writer....no way.

you've mastered the art of calling a girl sir, yes sir

good day. woke up late..mm the joy of rolling over after a weird but comforting dream to realize its 10:30...not 6:30.  then folded some laundry..not too exciting.  crest white strips are cool...until you have to take them off and the gook is still on your teeth. thats gross. i used this cool peel off mask...it was sweet....it peeled of in the three huge pieces....fun for me. haha my face actually looks good now too! bonus.  then i took a shower and jammed to whitney while i blow dried my hair, shes awesome. then went to michael's and a few other places, caroline almost ran me over haha. natalie gave me the coolest fluffy scarf and told me i was hot...haha in my t-shirt and spandex...and she was serious....scary. talked to the cool kid for a while :) then sat around until praise band and got holla'd at by some crazy gross guys in a white truck, FYI: guys, girls find it annoying and gross....not sexy.  then we did practically nothing for two hours and now i'm here. bored out of my mind. writing here telling you about my day because i have nothing better to do.

--She paints her nails and she dont know he's got her best friend on the phone. she'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes for all the things he does for her. and he's got posters on the wall of all the girls he wished she was, and he means everything to her.--

a daily dose of the cross

http://www.livejournal.com/users/jaycubsfanso i was doing my routine go-through-and-read-everyone's-journals-for-the-week buisness when i stmbled upon ansley's journal. i read thourgh her comments after reading about her photography submission, FYI i think you'll get one published bc you rock. and there was a comment froma youth pastor giving her a link to his livejournal.  so i checked it out.  it's all daily little devotionals and i read through the one for sunday.  now, dont be down in the dumps if you go and there arent any news entries....he wont be writing for a few days apparently but bear with it and i really think it will be a great part of my day if i can commit to reading consistently.

i agree with you carter that attendance is an important thing...being passionate about what you say you believe is so important and something most of us forget along the way while we tend to slip into "going through the motions" of God and not actually praising Him with our actions, lips, and minds.  just some food for thought. anywho...i really think anyone interested should check out this guy's live journal:

 

calling a girl isnt that hard...

its been a good week...a better month than expected.  with the exception of a occasional unpleasant occurance...life has slowed down and uncomplicated itself quite a bit.

not worrying about people who will never change

not letting anyone upset me

avoiding confrontations that are uneccesary

surrounding myself with the type of people that make me laugh, not cry

knowing that i can be happy with myself despite my imperfections

realizing my happiness does not depend on others, but within myself...

knowing no one can make me feel like i'm not good enough unless i allow them too

 

it's all about knowing what you want, being with the people that you love to be around, focusing not on the negative but positive side, and not waiting around for other people to make up their minds. you can waste your whole life waiting for other people when the power to go out and have fun lies within you.

 

enough with the self help guru buisness.

 

catlin--you make me laugh....haha we are having such good luck with "christmas wishes"  crack  o  me  o  up

 

this present is not all ita cracked up to be and its not as easy as it should have been--so you better freaking like it tara lynne hess!  its ok if you dont...i just wont get you a birthday present....jk i love you enough to maybe get one.

--Beauty queen of only 18, she had some trouble with herself. He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else. I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door. I've had you so many times but somehow i want more. I dont mind spendin' everyday, out on your corner in the pouring rain, oh, look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay a while. and she will be loved, she will be loved...Tap on my window--knock on my door, I want to make you feel beautiful. I know i tend to get so insecure, doesnt matter anymore. Its not always rainbows and butterflies, its compromise that moves us along. My heart is full and my door's always open you can come anytime you want.--

and i'll make it through the rain

i just dont know if i have enough strength left to care. i said a while ago--several months infact, that i'm not quite sure true love exists. actually--i flat out said its a load of bull...and i believed it, mostly because i hadnt experienced it. ever. and i still havent. not the tingly, sweaty palms, makes you shake inside and out-has to be the right person-because no one else could ever make you want to scream and cry and laugh and play the way he does-no one could ever be him....no one could ever be this perfect....the way he makes you feel...the way he makes you fall in love everytime you think about him, much less when you are with him. no, i havent experienced that. i doubt most people have.

love. i have loved. but not that way. not even close.

so, i'm ready to say i think it could happen...to someone someday....i just have the most difficult time ever believing in it for myself. i think everyone on earth from jerks to snotty princess-type girls to your best friends all deserve that experience. everyone. but i'm not the dreamer type of girl. sure--it'd be cool to be famous or have lots of money or to be Oprah and give millions of dollars away to people who need it and just because you love making other people happy....but i mean that wont ever be me and i know it. reality is something hard to grasp and easy to lose control of for some...but a constant voice in my head.  i'm young and i know that kind of love doesnt ever happen to anyone my age unless your just dumb and cant tell the difference...but it seems like such a silly fantasy like notion. i could write for hours and form lovely lines of beautiful elegance about the eyes that make you warm all over, that wrap you in a comforting gaze and whenever you see the love swimming in those eyes you know you could never be happier or safer....i mean--its easy to make up. but actually feeling that way--it seems so far fetched. so...un realistic. you know? 

i mean you meet a hundred new people everyday and to think that you could meet your soulmate years before you realize who they truly are...its amazing to me.  i'm so wrapped up in my ping-pong like thoughts that i'm sure many of you dont even understand what i'm talking about anymore....i try not to confuse people but then again--this is me and its how my thoughts work....they pour of the spout of my mind into a steaming cup of....my life. served fresh daily.

so...if anyone follwed that...i'd like to know what they think. i mean i want think everyone dreams about that...but i mean can it really happen? 

 

--so keep pressing on steadfastly and you'll find what you need to prevent what you say i can make it through the rain, i can stand up once again on my own and i know that i'm strong enough to mend and everytime i feel afraid i'll hold tighter to my faith and i'll live one more day and i'll make it through the rain and when the wind blows as shodows grow close .:dont be afraid:. theres nothing you cant face and sure they tell you you'll never pull through dont hesitate stand tall and say i can make it through the rain and i can stand up once again on my own and i know that i'm strong enough to mend and everytime i feel afraid i'll hold tighter to my faith and i'll LIVE one more day and i'll make it through the rain--

tight squeeze, cool breeze, now you've got the shiveries...

so considering the fact i've been dying all weekend from this insane cough--just ask tara...if she can stop laughing long enough to tell you about it...running around regency parking lot doubed over trying to find the car that was right in front of us...

 

anyways--so i sounded like a total beast of a smoker Sunday at rehersal for tomorrow night, but thankfully...God wants me to sound good so my cough is dying down and my voice is returning.  thanks Dude.  and to mom, her prayers for me to get better worked...they worked so well she is even sick now...but that was part of the deal--she'd be sick so i could sing. she's awesome. my face and everywhere else is clearing up too, so i even look better. and i got my braces off yesterday for people who have yet to see me. so i had a major confidence boost the last two days. go team.

 

finals suck but they arent so bad so far--wait until algebra II and spanish IV hit though--LORDY...if i make it through those..i deserve a house in Malibu. AND any guy in the world. AHH they will be so hard. oh well...it'll be ok, at least this dumb year is almost over and i wont have to worry about it anymore.

 

being creative about these presents is proving much harder than expected. actualy--the creativeness is fine--i have an abundance...finding the correct resources through which to channel the creativity is what is trying.  it'll be ok. by the way--unless your a pleasantly plump woman..those amazing $35 instead of $80 dollar Polos at Stein Mart arent for you. i tried girls, i just couldnt pack the extra 20 pounds. darn.

 

i'm dead..i need sleep. getting up at 6 to be at school by 7 for make up tests on a TESTING week is so not in right now. thank goodness i dont have to go early. love to all. especially a choice few.

 

--Heartbreak's never easy to take but, can we still be friends? this is a strange, sad affair, sometimes feels like you just dont care. dont waste time getting hurt, before you know its over. we just cant go on like before but, can we still be friends?  (< lyrics) the answer is no--

maturity is wearing thin, i think we should have a maturity bank...like a food bank

hmm...let's see here. we act like a freaking two year old our entire lives and everyone deals...does that make it ok? yeah--not at all. so...let's try something new shall we? admitting even though we never act like it--puberty DID hit somewhere along the path and that we can grow up and graduate from our Pamper's Pull-Ups to big kid underwear....act like the Seventeen year old man that you are.  all this stupid gossip, complaining about me, bad mouthing me...it needs to stop. its ridiculous its even happening. it would be one thing if we even talked...but we dont. so i dont know where you keep finding new things to say--your a creative kid we all know. whether i like you or not is irrelevant, i have enough respect for you and for myself not looking stupid, to not "bad-mouth" you in public, so if you could grow up and give me the respect i deserve, that would fabulous. crazy as it sounds...hearing about how horrible i am doesnt cheer me up--and when an adult has to tell you to shut up about gossiping i think we've hit a milestone dont you?  just throw away the pull ups...be a big kid...NOW

and she gazed at him under the stars and her smile warmed her all over

so, this week has been successfully much much better than the preceeding ones.  its a nice change.  a friend is an invaluable asset, and i'm so thankful i have mine, all of them. thank you guys.

monday started off well with Bible Study...but how could a Monday Bible Study not start your week off right? i dont think its possible. tuesday, well honestly, i dont remember what happened tuesday--nothing spectacular or horrid so i guess the lack of badness is good.  Wednesday...i actually did the newletter and almost printed it all without flaws...haha i only copied the first page 15 times too many..oh well. praise band was productive, talked about stuff for winter retreat. can anyone believe thats only a few weeks away! neither can i.

thursday...what did i do then? hmmm...nothing really...but friday was good. i got my CLASS RING and its awesome! so much better than the ugly cluncker manly rings...its hot lemme tell ya. then i only had to stay for 10 minutes of algebra (amazing) and skipped all of spanish....even more spectacular...you have no idea.  saturday was SATs (totally failed) and Kinga's birthday.   Today we sang in the service...quite well might i add...and rachael and kinga both left...how sad.  I'm going to miss rachael...shes awesome.  and tonight was good too.

choir was productive, i get to sing a solo i've wanted for a long time so thats really great.  i learned how truly great "coffee" can be...haha. talking with you tonight was cool...i like us becomming closer.  watched a movie.  ate. the usual

i felt like Santa today giving out my little home made christmas cards.  its so fun to see people's faces when you give them anything, much less a little card.  its the best feeling to make someone else smile. :)

i'm so beat...i'm hitting the sack dear ones...hopefully i wont freeze my butt off in my cutesy little mini skirt called a uniform...retards, anywho--nighty night all

 

--Why can't i breathe whenever think about you? Why can't i speak whenever i talk about you? it's inevitable, it's the fact that we're gunna get down to it so tell me, why can't i breathe whenever i think about you? Isn't this the best part of breaking up, finding someone else you cant get enough of?  someone who wants to be with you.  here we are we're at the begining, we havent *kissed* yetbut my head's swimming. Why can't i breathe whenever i think about you?--

FYI: 'kissed' totally isnt the real lyric...