Is this more than just a crush?
I've thought about it way too much
It's girls like you
that make me wonder
What if we were once to touch?
Would you concede and trust
me, believe me it's just me
testing out the waters...
I've heard around
that you've been talking
about the way
the way I walk and
I can't help but think
that it means something
I can't ignore
what my gut's feeling
You should know it's okay
if you've got something to say
I can't judge you for the things you're thinking
And it's more than all right
'cause it's something you can't fight
You and I know nothing's wrong with looking
You're so unfair
you've got bad timing
Why weren't you there
when that light was shining
now my heart is gone
taken by another
and my faith is strong
you must find some other
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Impending doom...?
So I haven't posted in a while, and I think with good reason...? I forgot that I have a blog.
I'm posting really quickly to record my thoughts at the moment.
I'm kind of terrified about a looming court appointment. No, I haven't become a felon. I'm going because of a traffic violation. Let me explain.......
I was sick the night of January 10th, but I was at work. My co-worker was nice enough to let me off work an hour before we were actually supposed to close, so that I could get some rest. I got out of there quickly, and right at the third-from-the-last intersection before I got to my apartment complex, a cop jumped on my tail.
He said that I ran a red.
I argued that it was yellow, and that I was just on my way home because I was feeling quite sick. [Here's a nice tidbit of information: I was so sick that I had felt like vomiting up until the cop stopped me. I puked in my mouth... and had nowhere to spit. I won't go into detail after that.] I reluctantly accepted the ticket and got home, thoroughly upset that I had gotten a ticket, and hyper-perplexed because I had to vomit.
So yeah. I used to have an embarassingly horrendous driving record, so I don't think the magistrate will give me a break on this ticket, but I honestly hope that he will once I explain.
I really don't want to lose my license. Things would be very bad for me if I couldn't get anywhere on my own.
I'm posting really quickly to record my thoughts at the moment.
I'm kind of terrified about a looming court appointment. No, I haven't become a felon. I'm going because of a traffic violation. Let me explain.......
I was sick the night of January 10th, but I was at work. My co-worker was nice enough to let me off work an hour before we were actually supposed to close, so that I could get some rest. I got out of there quickly, and right at the third-from-the-last intersection before I got to my apartment complex, a cop jumped on my tail.
He said that I ran a red.
I argued that it was yellow, and that I was just on my way home because I was feeling quite sick. [Here's a nice tidbit of information: I was so sick that I had felt like vomiting up until the cop stopped me. I puked in my mouth... and had nowhere to spit. I won't go into detail after that.] I reluctantly accepted the ticket and got home, thoroughly upset that I had gotten a ticket, and hyper-perplexed because I had to vomit.
So yeah. I used to have an embarassingly horrendous driving record, so I don't think the magistrate will give me a break on this ticket, but I honestly hope that he will once I explain.
I really don't want to lose my license. Things would be very bad for me if I couldn't get anywhere on my own.
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