I finally found the will to raise my eyes... So, Spirit Week began yesterday. Oh how I loathe this week. I'm still dressing up for a couple days, because anything is better than khaki and polo shirts. Our dumbass principle made a big deal about everyone wearing jeans and t-shirts for patriotic day. What else are we supposed to wear? Some people can't afford to go out and buy statue of liberty costumes just for one school day. This afternoon he actually told the teachers to give their classes a five minute lecture on the definetion of the word "No." Come on, man! I am sorry your wife died, but that is no excuse to vent your hostilities on a school of innocent high school students. Anyway, I can't wait to see Ryan's outfit tomorrow, its cross dress/mis-match day. I'm doing mismatch, as I have nothing to wear for crossdress that is up to Mr. Robertson's standards. Oh well. At least I can hear the AFI cover of "Just Like Heaven," which is AMAZING by the way. Everyone needs to hear it. I can't wait till ICON airs in the US. It will be taped to be watched over and over and over. I would probably write more if it was not 'past my bed time' and I have a wonderful Stephen King novel to get to. "The Waste Lands," part three in the dark tower series. If you ever need a great series to read, you might want to check these out. The story doesn't really pick up until the third book, but it is well worth it. Anyway, I bid thee adieu, and hope your Wednesday is wonderful. Unless you are an ingnorant asshole, in which case I hope you get run over by a mack truck. Goodnight. ^.^ Fight-The Cure Sometimes there's nothing to feel Sometimes there's nothing to hold Sometimes there's no time to run away Sometimes you just feel so old The times it hurts when you cry The times it hurts just to breathe And then it seems like there's no-one left And all you want is to sleep Fight fight fight Just push it away Fight fight fight Just push it until it breaks Fight fight fight Don't cry at the pain Fight fight fight Or watch yourself burn again Fight fight fight Don't howl like a dog Fight fight Just fill up the sky Fight fight fight Fight til you drop Fight fight fight And never never Never stop Fight fight fight Fight fight fight So when the hurting starts And when the nightmares begin Remember You can fill up the sky You don't have to give in You don't have to give in Never give in Never give in Never give in ...and the world was weeping.