Looking for
Someone who would be interested in coloring comics. I've been debating making a comic form out of "Final Fantastic Survivor" and I can draw all right--it's the coloring I either can't do, don't have the patience for, or time for.

But then this might turn out to be another one of those half finished projects, bweh heh. ^^;;;

Today's Song brought to you by the letter G and the number 3...heh...
This is a hauntingly beautiful song. I get chills whenever I listen to this one or to SoulJahz' "All Around the World".

Surrender Joy Williams

There are places in my heart and corners of my mind
That I've hidden from Your light
Like buried treasure deep inside of me
I don't want You to see, I keep it to myself

But You give Your love to me
You open up Your heart unselfishly
Lord, in Your embrace now I can say, I surrender

Everything I held so precious
Everything I kept away
I give it up, give it up
All for You, I give it all for You
Everything I held as treasure
I give it all for You, I give it all for You

In Your light, I feel a new power coming over me
Calling me to Your surrender; I gotta find the answer
What is this Your love has opened up inside?
Suddenly I cannot hide

You give Your love to me
You open up Your heart unselfishly
Lord, in Your embrace now I can say, I surrender

Everything I held so precious
Everything I kept away
I give it up, give it up
All for You, I give it all for You
Everything I held as treasure
I give it all for You, I give it all for You

'Cause Your love is everything to me
And in Your light I finally see
Oh, I can't hold it back
Everything I've hidden deep inside
Now I surrender

Surrender, Lord, I surrender
I give it all to You

You give Your love to me
You open up Your heart unselfishly
How can I not do the same for You?
I surrender

Everything I held so precious
Everything I kept away
I give it up, give it up
All for You, I give it all for You
Everything I held as treasure
I give it all for You, I give it all for You

In case you didn't know or even if you did...
I am Christian.
And I am not ashamed.
I love you all but you must know that God will always come first for me.
It is my choice.
And I am not ashamed.


Random songs that have been bumping around in my head today

In a Little While Uncle Kracker
"Sometimes I feel like something is gone here
Something is wrong here, I don't belong here
Sometimes I feel like a stranger in town
And I've lost what I found, you know I'll turn around..."

All Around the World SoulJahz
"C'mon and dance with me/ move ya hands with me
Erase the colors of hate/ all around the world
Don't let the snake get ya/ just let the world hit ya
And take the sword with ya/ all around the world
We could hold hands and pray/ put a smile on your face.
'Cause you don't never know
You could be gone today (what, what you say?)
You could be gone today..."

Ocean Floor Audio Adrenaline
"...they're all behind you
they'll never find you
they're on the ocean floor
your sins are forgotten
they're on the bottom
of the ocean floor..."

WoW 2003. My favorite CD set right now. I've had it since the beginning of the year and I'm still listening to it. *grin*

Confusion a.k.a. prattlings of a nonsensical mind--take not this post seriously

"Baby set me free/promised misery/I can take it no more..."

Ya know, all of three weeks ago, I swore off love. Said it wasn't for me. And yet...

Four different guys, four different personalities, four different stages of crush-ness.
One helps me to laugh without malice, and to grow my faith.
One helps me to see my and others' faults and to accept them.
One helps me to see faults and laugh hysterically at them.
One helps me to realize my talent potential and push it farther.
Two are giddy silly little crushes--just those "we're just friends" type. One is a very good friendship. One is a very deep friendship. At least, I'd consider so.

I remember coming back from my vacation, and Heather, our bartender, was the first to ask how vacation was.
"Relaxing. Fun. Except for the phone solicitors. Oh yes, I got married 5 times in one night."
Heather stared, then burst into laughter.
"E-married!" I suddenly yelped, realizing what part of the word I had forgotten. "E-married!"
Heather snickered. "Still, 5 at once?"

What I didn't tell her was what one of those guys had said afterwards.
"Why e-married?" he AIMed me. "Why not get married in real life, mmm?"
I thought he was still joking around, so I said, "LOL not yet!"
"Ah, but you'll be mine one day...just you watch."
I got a little nervous. "Heh, won't be any time soon--I'm not emotionally mature enough."
"Some day, then."

For some reason, the thought of being in a serious relationship with anyone scares me. I do have one physical fault I am good at hiding, but I need to take care of it. Failing to do so isn't fair to whoever God meant to send me. (It's nothing obscene, but it's ...bweh.) I also need to work on my potential anemia, slight weight, and the whole general taking care of looking good.

It's funny--I never really cared about that much, only a few times--when I felt I meant the world to someone else. And it's funny--but those few times, I really cared about myself and I was very happy. Not fake happy--but knowing I meant something to someone else... *watches train of though run around in a circle* It was a genuine happiness.

I guess I tried to swear off love because I was afraid of the ever impending, unavoidable fall.

I'm over my past. Yeah, I've done bad things to others, to myself, and I've experienced bad things. But I only hope that I've matured for it. I've found in the past few months, after Mom's..."attempt"...that I approach things differently. And the emotional tantrums/blackmail that I always seemed to engage in when I felt I was being ignored (whether real or imaginary)...it's just not an option anymore. And I don't want it to be.

But I'm still scared to death of it resurfacing.

I was scared enough to be very serious with Mitch about it when we were talking the other day. I usually call him "Meh" in AIM. This one time though, we were talking about how I had done really badly back in February, how I told him I never wanted that to happen again, how I was afraid it could...
draKehho: And it scares the hayell out of me, Mitch.
Dilapoid: ...
Dilapoid: That's the first time you said Mitch.
(First time I had casually (psuedo-)swore in an AIM convo, too.)

I know none of them would do anything to hurt me, and I don't want to do anything to hurt any of them, but...

There's the distance. There's the emotional connection. There's the terror of being close, too close, and someone getting hurt, you know? (Gaw, this sounds like some big soap opera, lol. Oh look, here comes my long lost twin sister with amnesia! ^_^;) And the last few days, I've been so very happy, and I keep thanking God.

And telling Him to prepare me to understand there isn't always happiness.

But to keep gripping to the happiness that is there, to not go back down dark roads again.

And I think about the guys. Try to figure out which one I like best, or how best to get over these silly little crushes. And just as I say, "Yes, this one stands out most," whatifs and can'tdoits pop up, making me think in reality and not fantasy and...*sighs*...throwing me around in circles. I'll admit I feel strongly for all of them (insomuch as I care tremendously, as in brother/sister, not in any obscene way), but one of them does feel special and...and...

Ah well, crushes are just crushes 'n' nothing more. Right?

...right?

Turn (Paul Colman Trio)

How can you expect people in their right minds
To not see between the cracks
And notice that there's something missing?
Wouldn't you agree now is the right time
To be all that we can be?

Come and dream with me that we were all together
In perfect unity
But we are torn apart by things that do not matter
And time is running out for us to see

We gotta turn this life around
Turn this life around
Turn this life around

Take a look around can you tell me
Why does it take a tragedy to bring us all together?
Who can change a heart, change a motivation
Take it right back to the start?

We gotta turn this life around
Turn this life around
Turn this life around

Come and dream with me
That we were all together
In perfect unity following the Maker

We gotta turn this life around
Turn this life around
Turn this life around

draKehho: I was about to upload some more images, but ok!
ZeroFeather: hehe
ZeroFeather: this ([one] with the sword is) perfect
draKehho: translation: Good God, stop sending me images you Auron freak!
draKehho: lol!
ZeroFeather: lol

Tried to pick a new template. No luck.

Am now being dragged to a Mary Kay meeting. Why me? -_-;

Bye Bye
BobandGeorge.com
Looks like they are down for the count.
*shrug* As long as I have Alien Dice, it's all good.

Dreaming Old Dreams
I probably have no business writing this but...ah well. (FYI, this isn't for me. Now that I think of it, I know of at least three people that need this, though I only meant it for.... *is enigmatic*)
~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was a grey and empty place, marked only by the signs of death: sketetal trees, carrion crows, the sickening squlech of mud tugging at your foot. Depressing. This was the Swamps of Sadness. The stories said that anyone who let the sadness of the swamp overtake them would sink into the depths, never to return. Atreyu was not scared; the entire world was in danger of being lost. What, then, was a little sadness?

Atreyu pulled his horse along through the deadly Swamps of Sadness, saying reassuring things the whole time. "That's it. You’re doing fine Artax." He trudged along himself, the words somehow just reassuring enough for himself. He kept saying them, kept scanning ahead for some signs of life or Morla.
Suddenly Artax stopped, fast enough to make Atreyu halt; puzzled, Atreyu pulled on the reigns. Artax didn't budge, but simply looked sadly at his small tan friend.

"Come on Artax, what's the matter? What's wrong? Come on boy!"
Artax faintly nickered but stood still.
"I understand, it's too difficult for you." Bravely, Atreyu switched to another path way, squelching into a deep mud puddle; he turned and--

"Artax...you're sinking!" Atreyu cried out. His heart froze in terror, his mind sprang on despite panic. "Come on turn around, you have to!" The boy pulled on the reigns. "Now! Come on! Artax!" He got closer to the pure white steed and hugged him.

"Fight against the sadness, Artax," Atreyu whispered. Words...words...he grasped at words, reminding, comforting. "Artax, please. You're letting the sadness of the swamps get to you. You have to try, you have to care. For me, I'm your friend, I love you."

Artax still refused to bug; he was dangerously deep in the swamp, and by his own design being pulled deeper. Atreyu slapped a puddle sending muddy water flying toward the horse, trying to upset the horse into charging him. Artax still refused to bug, the swamp up to his neck, he eyes rolling wildly. He let Atreyu pull on the reigns hard, but remained where he was. The boy yelled at him again.

"Artax! Stupid horse! You've gotta move or you'll die!" Yelling. Anger. His friend was giving up--and that wasn't allowed.

"Move, please!" Tearful. Atreyu was begging now. It wasn't supposed to end this way. His voice got strong again. "I won't give up! Don't quit! Artax!"

The steed's wide eyes rolled at him again, just barely above the surface of the deathly swamp.

"ARTAX!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When the echoes from the scream of his absolute grief subsided from the stagnant air of the swamp, Atreyu was left with nothing more than limp reigns. The leather strips ran into the ground, marking the final resting spot of his horse, his friend.
...it wasn't supposed to end this way...

God gave us all free will...
...what are you doing with yours?

Des?
What's going on? What's wrong...?
(New personal record--I read an hour long rant. ^^;)


You live in a fantasy world of mythical creatures
and magic....take a moment to ask yourself why
you are an escapist but then just enjoy your
vivid imagination!


Whats your motto for life? (with pics)(now finished)
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Duh, that's what video games are for. ^_~


Dragon Wings


What Kind of Wings are You?
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That was completely unexpected. o.O


Colorful Wings


What Kind of Wings are You?
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Retook--there's my other result. O.o Heh.
"Playful simplicity". I like that.

Got e-married to Shaun for the heck of it today! *grin* And they say I rush into stuff...lol, heh.


Gee whiz, tell Mommy to stop babying you so much
and get out of the house once in a while. You
are the typical nerd. Congradulations, the
other kids walk all over you and make fun of
you, but you'll show them someday when you
develop the latest line of anti-depressants
that they will need when they are 35.


What kind of typical high school character from a movie are you?
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Ha ha, too true! This is actually the way I thought during HS. O.o


ICE is your chinese symbol!


What Chinese Symbol Are You?
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Middle-aged. You'll die from something unexpected,
just when your kids are going to college or
something great is happening. Cause Unknown.


At what age will you die?
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Whee?

I took a "What kind of Porno film would you be in?" quiz. I'm NOT putting the image up, but rest assured, yours truly was told to go voice Sat. morning cartoons, because I was too innocent. ^^;

Just because I'm innocent doesn't mean I'm naive.

NONE


(females)what is one of your past lives? (results contain pictures)
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I...wha? *blink* Um, go me?
Heh, once again, I got the "you are unknown" answer. That happened long ago in that Digimon quiz I took, too.
O_o;
*insert paranoid, self-something-or-other rant here*
Heh. That just makes me laugh.
OK, no, really, this is a reflection of innocence and--
*blink again*
I'm deciphering...a quiz answer.
*sloooow blink*
Um, going this way now! ^^
*runs off*

Elfwood
I'm waiting to see if they are going to accept my application. Even if they don't, I finally got some more inspiration for original characters and creatures.

I must keep this short...
My internet has been extremely finicky during the hot hours as of late, and considering Texas is hot 21/7 (cools off for three hours each day, heh), you can see why I haven't been on much.

The Way You Are
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Heh. I find that amusing. Hear me giggle. Heh. =^^=
I find that amusing because it is so true. Again, heh.

Ginny Quote:
~Instead of everyone taking sides, I'd rather they mind their own business.
~The days you have your downs are the days when you learn how to make your ups better.

Song of the Moment:
"Hero"
"Now that the world isn't ending/
It's love that I'm sending to you.
It isn't the love of a hero/
And that's why I fear it won't do."

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"So I guess this is goodbye."
Did it again. Went straight to Sara's blog first thing this morning.
And I got hurt, again.
"Did I expect any less?" my unsympathetic brain asks. Excuse me for being mostly heart.

I never thought my one email was snide--just one that was lost in a lot of emotion at the moment. I was venting out how I felt about being left on my own, while everyone else was clustering on the other side of the line. The really stupid thing is, it was never about Josh's sexual preference! My dearest God, that pisses me off to no end. It was about Josh saying something that sounded condescending when I was looking for advice. And I hate people speaking to me in a dumbed down version. So when Sara started...you can imagine.
What I still don't understand is how it got broken off. Sure, we lost contact, but I was hoping that the one time she got ahold of me again, we could talk again, and even if it wouldn't be like old times, she could at least be a correspondent. I figured I could act the way I used to, open, honest--I told her I did feel uncomfortable around her.
"So I guess this is goodbye."
Would someone please tell me where the hell did that come from?
...and why the hell I did nothing, but just sit paralyzed and let it go...?
I guess because she was Sara. Not Cera.
I knew Cera.
I knew a dream.
A dream that has faded.

I'm losing Mitch, too. My work and school are drawing on me again and since his Net connection is almost nonexistent, well... It's hard to be on when he needs me on. It's hard for me to really "be" on for anyone, anymore. I'm just going through the motions on AIM right now...not really saying anything remotely intellectual.

I told God last night that, if He could please keep that one remark about Shannon from getting back to Shannon, I would be careful to watch my tongue from now on. To not speak without thinking. And in some cases, yes, I need to watch myself. But there are cases where I must speak. Let's face it--online life will never be as important as IRL life. It's a common notion to believe one is more open and willing to speak one's mind, because your words will never really touch you. You can hide away.
I should not feel guilty, or feel like I'm the only one in the wrong here, because I'm not. Why should everyone else be able to say things and forget them, yet remember my words till their dying day?
I'm in turmoil. God says forgive, I say be like everyone else, hold their words against them--snide, immature, Does it really mean that much to you?

They say when you are in an abusive relationship, you run. And I always wondered why some wouldn't. I need to run from OB...so why can't I? What's holding me back?

Not goodbye, just...see you later...

*swallows hard*
Why do I keep reading other people's blogs?
Seriously, every time I go to click on those links, my brain keeps saying, "Why are you doing this? You know you're just going to read something and misinterpret it as being about you, or against you, or something, when it isn't really, or it is and you just need to get over it. But you aren't listening to me, are you? Nope, you're reading and--yup. See, I told you so? Now you're going to feel miserable and do it all over again tomorrow."
And I do. Nasty cycle.
Maybe I'm hoping someone will say something about me.
I'm working really hard on getting past what other people think. I thought I was doing well. But when you read about how something you thought was true was really a lie...or said to be...or...
Oh, I just don't know anymore. I don't want it to be a lie. I don't want to interpret it as being a lie. And if it was, it was the best lie ever. I was worth something then, to someone.
I still am. No doubt. I spent all week training, and getting a good ego boost about the fact that, yes, I really do do a good job there. And vacation all this next week. I just wish I could take back what I said about the GM today. That's going to haunt me and leave a dark cloud.

...but isn't that true of all words...?

I think the words that will haunt me the most, wherever I shall go from now on, comes from someone I once called a friend. He told me I was living a double standard. What's even worse is that he's right. Or at least, that's all I can see now. *shakes head*

Forget reading blogs...why do I write in them? It always comes back to being miserable.
...why did I start this damn thing up again? Gawww....*slinks off*

You are a katana! You are sharp, fast, and easy to
control. sometimes you are too short but you
make up for it with your grace and elegance.


What kind of sword are you?
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WHOO! I love katanas, ever since I started playing Final Fantasy. *gets dreamy about Sephiroth's Masamune* Wait, take that back--Crono had the first katana I ever knew about. *gets dreamy about Crono's Rainbow*


What's Your Outlook on Life?
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That had to be one of the funniest story quizzes I have ever taken. ^_^
Favorite question and answered (modified):
"It's decided that you'll all go to the Grand Canyon."
" -WHAT?! WHO THE *beep* DECIDED THAT?!!!! "


You're Tricky!
Playful, but annoying, you tend to get in trouble a
lot. But when saved, you prove useful.


Which Star Fox Adventures character are you?
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*thinks she should get this game now*


You're Falco Lombardi!


Which Star Fox character are you?
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Falco's cool. Heh, I use him occasionally on the Smash Meleé game instead of Pikachu. *still thinks she should go get the Adventures game now*

Today's Music
"Revealed Truth", FFXOST Disk 3, Track 11.

"But there might be another way...!" Auron protested.
They were already climbing the stairs.
Lambs to the slaughter... And his body, his very soul was wracked with indecision. They weren't listening to his reasons anymore. They were going, aware of what would happen, and yet, not caring.
Or they cared...just not about the right things.
But...but what were the right things?
His head snapped up. He would go! He would try again to persuade them away from a hopeless fate. He raced to the staircase, found it empty...
Oh Yevon...
It was already too late. He had waited too long. He had made the wrong decision.
He sank to his knees, head bowed in absolute grief. Silent, contained grief. Invisible to the casual eye. Powerfully tearing his soul apart.
Too late...too long...too wrong... The words echoed in his head, death knells inside his head.
What have I done?


You think I write about Auron because I am obsessed about him. And yet, would you believe there are double meanings? ...at least in what I just wrote above.

Strange Dream/Nightmare
I remember I was the flowergirl for a lady I knew sorta well--one of those ladies from the Mary Kay (gag) meeting last night. I was supposed to be helping with something--we had the practice runthrough, or was it the real wedding? I'm walking out of the church with either the bride to be or another one of those ladies--down steps, up steps, the church looked like an old old college. She was talking about a job that I would be good at--something to do with construction. And she said that Richland College had the best program for it. What good luck! I was already going to Richland.
I was driving away in my car (I was either the groom now or some guy friend of the groom), and this gold car was tailing me through a wooden neighborhood. At the last minute (and I can see this from far away, as if watching it on TV), I turn my car around and drive back the way I came, but I keep narrowly missing everyone in the right lane driving the opposite way of me.

I'm the flower girl again, following one of the bride's friends--but she keeps shifting between being the bride and being her friend. I ask her about the construction job--she shifts to her friend, then back to bride. "Oh honey, I meant that for my friend, not you." She turns into her friend again, talking about how wonderful the job will be. We're on the second level of the college church, walking past a Starbucks built into it.

Next thing I know I'm the guy again, and some secret passage in the college has led me to the old candy shop I used to work at (???). And the crotchy but wonderful grandfather owner is talking to me about someone committing a murder. We're in a science lab room now, trying to figure out this scientific equation written on a table that has to do with couches. Couches? Who will kill for a couch? And as he draws the letter C into a 15 section box (though when I look at it, it looks like a lazy eye), the murderer--who happens to have that lazy eye that the owner drew--shows up with a gun and points it at me. Turns out he wants to shoot me--for the couch or for not being dead?--got me.
I tell him I don't want to be shot, and pull a small black gun of my own out. I remember his was silver, with one of those loooooong muzzles (is that what the shooting part's called?). The owner convinces both of us to put our guns in his hands, though the other guy keeps trying to take his so he can shoot me.

The murderer gets ready to leave as the owner and I argue about the science room equation evidence. He says that the heavy table cover will keep it hidden--I'm convinced the writing will show through. (Why we don't just leave the cover off is beyond me).

The room's melting into the candy store--almost--when the murderer's back. Gun to my throat, about to pull the trigger. "You know, I really don't want to die!" I gripe, wanting this guy to get the message. I knew then that he was the guy chasing me in my car. The bride's next to me again, and I'm guessing she's my bride, since I'm still the groom. "Lorrie," I tell her, wanting to get all my secrets out before I die, "I hate your cats." I know there's fourteen of them, the science equation is shifting to show me that.

"But one of them's pregnant, and I like her. She's going to have kit--"
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
And I wake up to my alarm screaming. Which was good. I swear that guy was gonna shoot me.

Today's Song
~Camouflaged~

What is this force around me
Just like a tracker beam that is always pulling me down
And when
Ever I get the chance to
To spill my guts about You
It tries to tape up my mouth

What good am I
If I just keep You quiet
What good am I
If I don't speak

Cause I don't wanna be
Camouflaged
What I'm not
Cause what I got invades the world
I don't wanna be
In a box
All I want
Is just to stop being
Camouflaged

I'm sick of trying to blend
Thinkin' that I should fit in
Like I am somebody else
Why do I go against what I say
Come across like a fake
And keep You all to myself

It's not that I
Wanna shove it on somebody
It's just that I
That I can't hide

Cause I don't wanna be
Camouflaged
What I'm not
Cause what I got invades the world
I don't wanna be
In a box
All I want
Is just to stop being
Camouflaged

I can't hide
Oh
Alright
Ooh yeah
Don't put me in a box

Cause I don't wanna be
Camouflaged
What I'm not
Cause what I got invades the world
I don't wanna be
In a box
All I want
Is just to stop being
Camouflaged
(PlusOne)

Alien Dice
If you have missed out on reading this comic/novel, then you really have missed out. I read the entire two years in only three days, I was so captivated. I identify with Lexx (and the heavy story line that goes with him), but Chel reminds me more of me. Plus, the Dice are just adorable!

What should I post?
draKehho: what should I post?
ShaunBoi21: um?
~~~
draKehho: what should I post in my blog?
Boom Boom Leh: Hm...how sexy Zach is ;-)
~~~
And so the public speaks...*groans kindly*

Dear God,
Why do people not believe in you?

(Mind, I want an answer from God, not from people like me.)

All about Auron in Ginny's new FFX File
Let's see...got 30 Wings to Discovery, which unlocked his Break HP ability. (Working on doing the same for Rikku--she's way past 9999HP, thanks to Omega Ruins.) He knows a great handful of White Magic, including AutoLife. He can naturally attack before Tidus, and attack twice (I laugh--at the start of the game, Auron doesn't get a hit in till the 6th or 7th turn. I'm going to be so spoiled when I start over again.). He has plenty of MP, and his attack power's through the roof (if constant 99999 damage is any indication). He's carrying around his doubly unlocked Masamune, plus wearing the Genji Bracer (AutoMed, BreakHP, StoneProof, ConfuseProof). I'd say throw in a few Black Magics (Ultima, Flare, Drain, Osmose, Doubleacast), and Auron'll be set for good!

Yeah, you know you're a bad-(butt), doncha?

And WHY isn't Ginny writing about real life and things that actually matter?
Please.
I've done that before.
It doesn't do any good.
Let me live in the moment and obsess about who I want.

THE Song of the Moment, for Ginny
I wanted to be like you
I wanted everything
So I tried to be like you
And I got swept away

I didn't know that it was so cold
And you needed someone
to show you the way
So I took your hand and we figured out
That when the tide comes
I'd take you away

If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted
was somebody who cares

I'm sinking slowly
So hurry hold me
Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on
Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone

If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted
was somebody who cares

All you wanted was somebody who cares
If you need me you know I'll be there
Oh, yeah

If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted
was somebody who cares

Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone
(Michelle Branch )

It's one of those songs that speaks like it is. And to my special someone, whether you know you are or not, this song is for you.
All of you.

I'll try my level best to watch over you from afar...
...but I still am only human.
Fallable by choice.
Fallable by nature.

Messing with Blog. Again.

Meh?
I was on, but I missed you. Something came up, I guess.
But I missed you.

Again?
*soft smile* At the recommendation of Mitch, I guess I'm making a new Blog. My word. Untouched by others' assumed reactions...one hopes.

"The electronic word is forever." ~~Dear Abby

Today's Auron Shpiel

Scars are the physical manifestations of a soul in torment.
...and Ginny has plenty of them.

Today's Song
*giddy pop Christian song*
All I Can Do (Jump5)

it's like i got nothin to do
but think about you {all i can do, all i can do}

everyday is a new day
and i don't have to pretend
all my friends think i'm crazy
but i don't want this to end

when i have the chance i want to say to you
i can never take back what i put you through
i'll never do it again
we're like oil and water still we somehow mix
and what used to be broken is somehow fixed
it's hard to explain

i know some people say that opposites attract
if that's the truth then we
we will be together forever

it's like i got nothing to do but think about you
i've got all the time in the world
if you look in my heart, you'll know from the start
that it's all i can do not to think about you

i gave you good reason, to walk out the door
let me tell you i've learned a thing or two
and i'm so amazed at the things you do
now don't let me go, oh no

i know some people say that opposites attract
if that's the truth then we, we're meant to be together forever

it's like i got nothing to do but think about you
i've got all the time in the world
if you look in my heart, you'll know from the start
that it's all i can do, not to think about you

i know some people say that opposites attract
if that's the truth then we, we belong together forever

it's like i got nothing to do but think about you
i've got all the time in the world
if you look in my heart, you'll know from the start
that it's all i can do not to think about you

nothing to do but think about you
i've got all the time in the world
if you look in my heart, you'll know from the start
that it's all i can do, not to think about you.

*thinks about her special people*