Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?

"I've got to get your presence, let's make it known. I think you're just so pleasant, I would like you for my own. Why don't you sit right down and make me smile? You make me feel like I'm just a child. Why do you edit? Just give me credit. I'm just sitting on the shelf." - She & Him.

I really love this music video that they made for the song during (500) Days of Summer. Its so cute.

But anyway, going to school this morning, didn't have my first two classes so got to sleep in and stuff. Pretty nice. My parents got back from Seattle and brought me mug from the original Starbucks. Also pretty nice. I've been just sort of trying to get through school and not stress out so much. I always worry. Constantly. So I'm trying to change it up and just let things happen and sort of take things one at a time and make sure that I always plan something fun to do on the weekends that I can look forward to. I find that the week is much easier if you have something to look forward to, to be excited about. This week I'm entering a photography contest, which will hopefully be cool.

I've been feeling content and perhaps a little bit adventurous as of late. Now I just wish I wasn't so tired all the time.

Camp Out

"It's okay to fall down, it's okay to crumble. I have seen this before, I have seen this before. You wanna camp out, and I wanna screw around in the dark, in the dark. But my hips won't give anything away, not tonight, not to you. But I think we both know that you will stay. And I'm surprised how this fits together. I'm surprised how we fit together, and that I will remember." - An Horse.

I feel so busy and so restrained to do homework and other requirements. Everything seems to pass me by while I'm stuck here in the mines, and all I want to do is go out and do the things that I love to do. I know that school is important, but I've got a bad case of what they call "senioritis" and I'm ready for class trip and summer and getting to do what I want for a while.

Bubbles

"I can't compete with history. We'll film it live, but dub our tale. The mystery must stay inside. Look at our homes, look at our lives. In control of the morning, in control of the sea. You are creating all the bubbles at night. I'm chasing 'round trying to pop them all the time. We don't need to trust a single word they say. You are creating all the bubbles at play. There's a girl, there's a girl, there's a girl, there's a girl, and she's down by the river. In her own creepy world there's a girl, there's girl, and she's down by the river. It's time to consider, that baby is a sinner. She'll wash away your sins, she'll wash away your sins, she'll wash away your sins and go home." - Biffy Clyro.

Winter Winds

"We'll be washed and buried one day, my girl, and the time that we were given will be left for the world. The flesh that lived and loved will be eaten by plague, so let the memories be good for those who stay. And my head told my heart, 'Let love grow', but my heart told my head, 'This time no.' Yes, my heart told my head, 'This time no, this time no.' Oh, the shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved, was the same that sent me into your arms. Oh, and pestilence is won when you are lost and I am gone. And no hope, no hope will overcome. But if the strife strikes at your sleep, remember springs swaps snow for leaves. You'll be happy and wholesome again when the city clears and sun ascends." - Mumford and Sons.

January's frigid winds sometimes carry a storm.

Born to Run

"We'll run until we drop, baby we'll never go back. Will you walk with me out on the wire? 'Cause I'm just a scared and lonely rider. But I gotta know how it feels, I want to know if love is wild, I want to know if love is real. Beyond the palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard. The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors, and the boys try to look so hard. The amusement park rises bold and stark, kids are huddled on the beach in a mist. I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the streets tonight in an everlasting kiss. The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive. Everybody's out on the run tonight, but there's no place left to hide. Together Wendy, we'll live with the sadness, I'll love you with all the madness in my soul. Some day girl, I don't know when we're gonna get to that place where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun. But til then tramps like us, baby we were born to run." - Bruce Springsteen.