come away with me in the night
come away with me and I will write you a song
come away with me on your bus
come away where they can’t tend to us with thier lies
and I wanna walk with you on a cloudy day
in fields where the yellow grass grows knee high
so wont you try to come, come away with me
and we’ll kiss on a mountaintop
come away with me and I’ll never stop loving you
I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tendril
while I’m safe there in your arms
so all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
come away with me.
Interview
Well, I just had my first interview… Through the phone! Crazyness.
It went really well. Though I don’t think I’ll get the job. Mostly because she said she wanted someone to start in March. 🙁
Bastards.
1600 Words For NOTHING!
So that 1600 word paper that I’ve spent the last two nights working my ass off on… Yeah, not due now tell NEXT WED!
That mother fucking bitch.
Anyways, not much good shit has happened recently. I don’t want to talk about it.
Justin is supposed to come up tomorrow and we’re going to watch QaF the british version, and then I’m supposed to hang out with Buddy guy on Friday. I should try and remember his real name by then, eh?
Laters all.
Your Eyes, Your Love
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
And Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I’ll be captivated, I’ll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I’ll be your cryin’ shoulder
I’ll be loves suicide
And I’ll be better when I’m older
I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
And you’re my survival, you’re my living proof
My love is alive and not dead
And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I’ll be captivated, I’ll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I’ll be your cryin’ shoulder
I’ll be loves suicide
And I’ll be better when I’m older
I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
And I dropped out, I burned up, I fought my way back from the dead
I’m tuned in, I turned on, remembered the thing that you said
And I’ll be your cryin’ shoulder
I’ll be loves suicide
And I’ll be better when I’m older
I’ll be the greatest fan of your
I’ll be your cryin’ shoulder
I’ll be loves suicide
And I’ll be better when I’m older
I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
The greatest fan of your life
SHOTS!
So today I had an appointment with the travel nurse here at ISU. I had to go in and get info about my trip to Merida. I ended up having to get Hep A&B, Typhoid, Flu, and a couple others as well. It was very scary… Thankfully the Flu is nasal and the Typhoid was a pill. So that’s good. I’ve got to go back a week before I leave and get the second dose of them all though.
Umm, not much else happened today. I do have a long private update to write about some things.
Simpsons and Gilmore was really good tonight. The Simpsons was a halloween one I hadn’t ever seen. Homer got sucked into a different dimension, and the ad signs came alive. Gilmore had lots of drama, and the hot boy was back, so that was exciting. Watching both those shows really made me miss Andrew though. And after the talk we had today, I’m very upset, I don’t know what’s happening. That’s all saved for the private update, which I’m off to write now.
OH, I also finished my 1600 word paper on that book I didn’t really read. Good times.
Laters all.