Thursday, December 31, 2009

I'll never regret or let you

2009:

I rediscovered my love for red lipstick.I realized how much I LOVE Babra Streisand.
I found out that Emily has Barbra nails
I started talking to Camille.
The collage came down.
I saw Idina in concert.
Rita died.
I got a job at Nadeau's and met Kara & Irene.
I got a real Camera. K.J. named it Taye Diggs because it is big and it's black.
It rained. A lotI saw Harry Potter at midnight in a Harry Potter themed shirt. I know - I'm cool.
Karima left me & I found a nice corny picture of us.
We were introduced to Gninneh.
I found my dream school and realized that I will never be able to go there. YAY!!



Why stay?
Enduring and coping and hurting and Hoping for day after fucking day
Why stay?
Why stay?
Why not simply end it
We'd all comprehend it and most of the world
would say he's better off that way to be free
and maybe so is she
A promise a boy says forever
A boy says whatever may come will come through
and who can know how when all I know now to be true,
is this promise that I made to you.
A promise a man says forever
A man says I'll never regret or let you

The promise I made to stay and I stay true.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Don't be afraid it won't be perfect. The only thing to be afraid of is that it won't be.




I bought a disposal camera today. It put me out $3. I made Kara drive me to a park and made her smoke for me so I could take pictures.
I love my friends.



Someone to need you too much,
Someone to know you too well,
Someone to pull you up short
And put you through hell.
Don't be afraid it won't be perfect.
The only thing to be afraid of really is that it won't be.
Someone you have to let in,
Someone whose feelings you spare,
Someone who, like it or not,
Will want you to share
A little, a lot.
Someone to crowd you with love,
Someone to force you to care,
Someone to make you come through,
Who'll always be there,
As frightened as you
Of being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, hold me too close,
Somebody, hurt me too deep,
Somebody, sit in my chair
And ruin my sleep
And make me aware Of being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, need me too much,
Somebody, know me too well,
Somebody, pull me up short
And put me through hell
And give me support
For being alive,
Make me alive.
Make me confused,
Mock me with praise,
Let me be used,
Vary my days.
But alone is alone, not alive.
Somebody, crowd me with love,
Somebody, force me to care,
Somebody, make me come through,
I'll always be there,
As frightened as you,

To help us survive
Being alive.

Would it be all right by you if I de-greenify you?"


Chelsea --- getting her fix on vacation.
I must degreenify her, but I fear that distance makes the heart grow fonder. If only Chels the bells could meet Gninneh, how can we arrange this?

And one day, he'll say to me: "Elphaba,

A girl who is so superior
Shouldn't a girl who's so good inside
Have a matching exterior?
And since folks here to an absurd degree
Seem fixated on your verdigris
Would it be all right by you
If I de-greenify you?"
Unlimited
My future is unlimited
And I've just had a vision
Almost like a prophecy
I know- it sounds truly crazy
And true, the vision's hazy
But I swear, someday there'll be
A celebration throughout Oz
That's all to do with me!

Wishing only wounds the heart


I want to go to there.
I want to go to the beach. I want to go somewhere I can feel infinitesimally small. I don’t care if it’s cold. I don’t care if it’s wet. Cold & wet is better than here.

This vacation just keeps getting better.


Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy

Ev'ry so often we long to steal

To the land of what-might-have-been

But that doesn't soften the ache we feel

When reality sets back in

Don't wish, don't start

Wishing only wounds the heart

Monday, December 28, 2009

The rain can't hurt me now




A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
You're here, that's all I need to know
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain will make the flowers grow.
The rain can't hurt me now
This rain will wash away what's past

The rain that brings you here
Is Heaven-blessed!
The skies begin to clear
And I'm at rest

A breath away from where you are
I've come home from so far

We pull our boot straps up and homeward turn.



As we stumble along

on life's funny journey.
As we stumble along
into the blue.
We look here and we look there.
Seeking answers anywhere.
Never sure of where to turn or what to do.
Still we bumble our way
through life's crazy labyrinth.
Barely knowing left from right
nor right from wrong.
And the best that we can do
is hope a blue bird,
will sing his song
as we stumble along.
It's a dismal little world in which we live.
It can bore you till you've nothing left to give.
Seven overrated wonders, sever underwhelming seas.
Six excrusciating continants.
Antarctica. Oh please!
But you musent let it lick you
this planet oh so bland.
Keep your eyeball on the highball
in your hand.
As we stumble along
'cross life's crowded dance floors.
As we push and we shove
we live and we learn.
And when we finally leave the bar,
And we see that morning star,
we pull our boot straps up
and homeward turn.
Then we stumble away
through dawns blinding sunbeams.
Barely knowing right from right
nor left from wrong.
But as long as we can hear that little blue bird
There'll be a song
as we stumble along.

Friday, December 25, 2009

And worst of all you doubt yourself

Sometimes, I just feel like anyone could take my pictures.



When you set aside your childhood heroes
And your dreams are lost up on a shelf
You're a t the age of not believing
And worst of all you doubt yourself
You're a castaway where no one hears you
On a barren isle in a lonely sea
Where did all the happy endings go?
Where can all the good times be?