here is two more comin' at cha ( Read more... )

joy           PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE

polytechnic high school.
stick that in your pipe and drink it

Empty Praise

These very lungs that draw me breath
The ones that God hath given me
Defile and curse his very name
With words that He hath given me

Oh, how foolishly i cry
"Blessed Father how i praise thee"
But in my heart of hearts i know 
These words shamefully disgrace thee

Desperately, I once hope to see
When these empty words hold meaning
For evermore the ( Read more... )

The Dreamer
A Tale of Jim Macathy

Chapter 1
     Jim Macathy was a respectable gentleman. That is he was a boring, middle aged man, with two point five children, a loving wife, 32 acres of white picked fence, and a charming house in Perfectville, oh, and did i mention he was a teacher, a history teacher. When you first met Jim you got the uncanny ( Read more... )

this is something i wrote. interpret as you will ( Read more... )

i had a dream i was a noodle last night. the dream included me being rippped in two by a silver screw...........................now "i shall think nothing of falling down stairs"

hey i need a ride to bible study. if you can call 496-9611 and tell my mom you can pick me up

hey check it out i'm at school it's third period and i cracked the school password

L   is for the lungs from which i breath
O  is for the Ocelot in the tree (It's a cat)
V  is for the very extradordinary
ME  who sings this song to you

Andrew made it up on a choir trip           long, long ago..................................