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Hey, little apple blossom, what seems to be the problem?
All the ones you tell your troubles to, they don't really care for you.
Come and tell me what you're thinking.
'Cause just when the boat is sinking, a little light is blinking and I will come and rescue you.
Lots of girls walk around in tears, but that's not for you.
You've been looking all around for years for someone to tell your troubles to.
Come and sit with me and talk a while.
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile and I will sort 'em out for you.
Lots of girls walk around in tears, but that's not for you.
You've been looking all around for years for someone to tell your troubles to.
Come and sit with me and talk a while.
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile and I will sort 'em out for you.
I'll fall in love with you.
I think I'll marry you.
I suppose that's what I need, is just someone who cares to listen to a word or two I have to say. Everyone seems to be caught up in the mix of complaining about something or another, whether it is their classes or their job. All I want to talk about is Metalocalypse, video games (Wii soon!<3), Napoleon, and I suppose that is truly all. These are the things that have managed to make me content, at the very least. It's funny that, even though I left my video games in New Jersey, they still have a positive influence in my life and make me feel good about myself.
The thing that has been bothering me is that I'm caught in the midst of this idealism when it comes to romance. I'll probably be the empty shell I am now until I find where I belong.
Truthfully, I don't mind being an empty shell; it's not so bad. It's much like urinating in the sense that you're draining yourself of the excesses and keeping what's worth keeping. That is what I'm doing: draining the excesses. I don't feel so bad about it now and hopefully I am making the right decisions to my healthy future. Even now I feel like I could have done better in my life and, while grateful that I was able to learn this lesson young, I just want to feel like I'll end up being who I want to be when I'm out of this place.
On another note, Bill and Mark have begun looking for a house for next school year. It seemed that neither of them wanted to ask us straight forward, but when Steph' and I offered to be their house-mates, they were very happy we did. I'm sure it was in their intentions, as Mark hinted they were looking for some, but they probably wanted to make sure we wanted it as well. Evan will be living with us, too, which will be nice. She'll be 21 in March even though she still somehow manages to look 12 everyday. But that makes me happy to think that I'll be living with those kids next year, especially Mark and Steph, as they are both good friends and good people.
"You hid your smile in one hand and with the other you held mine."
All the ones you tell your troubles to, they don't really care for you.
Come and tell me what you're thinking.
'Cause just when the boat is sinking, a little light is blinking and I will come and rescue you.
Lots of girls walk around in tears, but that's not for you.
You've been looking all around for years for someone to tell your troubles to.
Come and sit with me and talk a while.
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile and I will sort 'em out for you.
Lots of girls walk around in tears, but that's not for you.
You've been looking all around for years for someone to tell your troubles to.
Come and sit with me and talk a while.
Let me see your pretty little smile.
Put your troubles in a little pile and I will sort 'em out for you.
I'll fall in love with you.
I think I'll marry you.
I suppose that's what I need, is just someone who cares to listen to a word or two I have to say. Everyone seems to be caught up in the mix of complaining about something or another, whether it is their classes or their job. All I want to talk about is Metalocalypse, video games (Wii soon!<3), Napoleon, and I suppose that is truly all. These are the things that have managed to make me content, at the very least. It's funny that, even though I left my video games in New Jersey, they still have a positive influence in my life and make me feel good about myself.
The thing that has been bothering me is that I'm caught in the midst of this idealism when it comes to romance. I'll probably be the empty shell I am now until I find where I belong.
Truthfully, I don't mind being an empty shell; it's not so bad. It's much like urinating in the sense that you're draining yourself of the excesses and keeping what's worth keeping. That is what I'm doing: draining the excesses. I don't feel so bad about it now and hopefully I am making the right decisions to my healthy future. Even now I feel like I could have done better in my life and, while grateful that I was able to learn this lesson young, I just want to feel like I'll end up being who I want to be when I'm out of this place.
On another note, Bill and Mark have begun looking for a house for next school year. It seemed that neither of them wanted to ask us straight forward, but when Steph' and I offered to be their house-mates, they were very happy we did. I'm sure it was in their intentions, as Mark hinted they were looking for some, but they probably wanted to make sure we wanted it as well. Evan will be living with us, too, which will be nice. She'll be 21 in March even though she still somehow manages to look 12 everyday. But that makes me happy to think that I'll be living with those kids next year, especially Mark and Steph, as they are both good friends and good people.
"You hid your smile in one hand and with the other you held mine."