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So like I've been saying to Katrina for the past 20 minutes...I am really not sure what to write in this entry...its hard for me...I can't just write what comes to my mind...my mind feels so unfaithful these days...it just keeps tricking me...ugg...I don't know. I m so excited tomorrow is Friday....
Jen...if you want to come over...just call..I'll be home. What else?? I don't know. I've realized I am in a huge Led Zeppelin phase right now. I can't listen to them enough its rediculous. Ug... but I have known for a while my paitences has reached an end. I am SO tired of people trying so hard, and being fake. I am just going to fly off the handle and kill someone. This may sound like I'm a freaking hippie but look who has raized me"You are what you are, don't change yourself for others." Honestly I really do try an be myself, and I think I am....and you know what...if you don't like...it than fuck you...go fuck off. I don't need you, you are a fucking flake, seriously...I can't take it anymore...with anything....espcially when people try an fall flat on their face...like they pretend to like something just to fit in and they have no clue what they are talking about...pisses me off...
Kashmir
Whoa, let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space
To be where I have been
T' sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen
Th' talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
Whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
Whoa-hoh, whoa-wa-oh
Oooh, oh baby, I been flyin'
Lord, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, oooh yes, I've been flying
Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
Oh, all I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I been
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place
Of yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon
I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats b'hind you
When movin' through Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails
Across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
'Long the straits of fear
Whaoh, whaoh
Whaoh-oh, oh
Ohhhh
Well, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, yes
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Oh, oh, come on, come on
Oh, let me take you there
Let me take you there
Whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, let me take you there
Jen...if you want to come over...just call..I'll be home. What else?? I don't know. I've realized I am in a huge Led Zeppelin phase right now. I can't listen to them enough its rediculous. Ug... but I have known for a while my paitences has reached an end. I am SO tired of people trying so hard, and being fake. I am just going to fly off the handle and kill someone. This may sound like I'm a freaking hippie but look who has raized me"You are what you are, don't change yourself for others." Honestly I really do try an be myself, and I think I am....and you know what...if you don't like...it than fuck you...go fuck off. I don't need you, you are a fucking flake, seriously...I can't take it anymore...with anything....espcially when people try an fall flat on their face...like they pretend to like something just to fit in and they have no clue what they are talking about...pisses me off...
Kashmir
Whoa, let the sun beat down upon my face
And stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space
To be where I have been
T' sit with elders of the gentle race
This world has seldom seen
Th' talk of days for which they sit and wait
All will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
Whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear
Whoa-hoh, whoa-wa-oh
Oooh, oh baby, I been flyin'
Lord, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, oooh yes, I've been flying
Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
Oh, all I see turns to brown
As the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand
As I scan this wasted land
Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I been
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
Like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place
Of yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon
I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats b'hind you
When movin' through Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails
Across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
'Long the straits of fear
Whaoh, whaoh
Whaoh-oh, oh
Ohhhh
Well, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, yes
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Oh, oh, come on, come on
Oh, let me take you there
Let me take you there
Whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, let me take you there
fuck off.....