Oh wow...

Today is the official 2nd birthday of this blog. It's had many names, and many faces, but it's still managed to hold on, and make it to the official two year mark. When I started this blog, I had no intention of keeping it up. It was made in response to my mother, who had been nagging me for over a week. She had just discovered the joy of the blog, and was happily trying to foist it off on her children.

But on to a real post. I'm back at school again. Classes started today. At 8:30 in the morning for me. But it was alright. Except for the contruction happening on Portage. That messed up my bus route a bit.

I don't know why, but my fingers aren't working right tonight. I'm typing, and it feels like my fingers are drunk. There's no other way to describe the feeling. Actually, it's mostly my right hand, now that I think about it. I took off my rings. Maybe that will help.

I got a free planner again this year. I feel sorry for people who don't know that they hand out free planners. A bunch of people that I knew last year had gone out and bought planners. I bet they don't make that mistake 2 years in a row. I mean, these are official planners, so they have all of the dates that you need to know, like the beginning and end of exam periods, and when make up classes are scheduled. I'm torn as to whether I actually want to take Art & History or not. It sounds fun and interesting, but if I get in (I'm on the wait list) I'd have to drop Intro Sociology. And I'm not sure if I want to. Meh.

Have some song lyrics. Low in fat. High in fiber.

Close My Eyes by Mesh-29

if you were i then i'd be right and you'd be fine
and all the shit you blame me for i'd leave behind
this record's on repeat and now it's all worn out
a tired song of what went wrong when i was right

and i'm afraid there is no other way
and i'm scared that i'll be nothing

'cause when i close my eyes
i want to be somebody else
and if i spoke my mind
i'd be the one you're leaving out
and now i'm tired, i'm tired of letting go
tied up and left to sit alone
too late 'cause now i'm on my own
now i'm on my own

she turns her head to say goodnight
just one more time
the conversation ends
she sleeps just one more time

but i'm afraid there is no other way
and i'm scared that i'll be nothing

when i close my eyes
i want to be somebody else
and if i spoke my mind
i'd be the one you're leaving out
and now i'm tired, i'm tired of letting go
tied up and left to sit alone
too late 'cause now i'm on my own
now i'm on my own

when i close my eyes
i want to be somebody else
and if i spoke my mind
i'd be the one you're leaving out
and now i'm tired, i'm tired of letting go
tied up and left to sit alone
too late 'cause now i'm on my own
now i'm on my own

now i'm on my own