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Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now
Sort of stereo-typical i know... but times are changing, i'm being put in positions i've never dreamed of before... its somethign to harp on i guess... how to be free, really free, what is happiness? all that philosophical stuff... actually religion has turned out to be a philosophy class more than anything else...
Thus i leave you with some advice: "give whatever it is you have... although it sometimes seems like a safer and smarter route, it is not always true. Only through putting your whole self out there will you get the results you want... besides its senior year, no one's really gonna remember everything 8 monthes from now..."
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| Wow... is it so empty in xanga that I can actually hear an echo? anyways... so college essays = ugh... school = oi... but miraculously life = woohooo! See there's more too it than you think... PS: James Bond is a total hottie. PPS -- Just do it! www.lost.eu/54f8 |
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So basically....
School + Clubs + Applications + Essays = insane.... Maybe i shouldnt be applying to 11 seperate school.... but they're all so amazing. Anyways, i can't believe this is my last year of highschool, everything has gone by so quickly.... oh boy, now i sound super cliche... anything interesting going on in your lives? P.S. --- Where is everyone applying?!?!?! I need to see if we have overlapping lists!! |
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| woooooooooo i'm back....
so anyone know where i can get a job?
lithuania = amazing just an F.Y.I. you should all go
you've been hit by, you've been struck by, a smooth criminal!
ps: what did i miss? anything interesting happen? |
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| To Lithuania
You are small, you easily find room
In the palms of a Èiurlionis' King...
You are like a slice of wholesome bread
On the festive table of the world...
On the globe you are a tiny patch,
A steel plate from a Grünwald suit of armour,
A trace of Pirèiupis ablaze with blood,
A crystal droplet of a sky-blue lake,
A bright green sunrise over fallow lands,
A rain of sunbeams on a city square.
On the globe you are an amber speck
With the scent of pinewood and the gleam of blood...
Only in our love you're truly great
And in our palms you are invincible
And in our dreams you are a fairy-tale
And in our eyes you are a land of sunshine.
-Janina Degutytë
Hmmm And So I Am Off! I Love You All! Be Good! I'll See You When I get Back!!
ps-- if you didnt get the clue... i'm going to lithuania... |
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