Here are the rules:
1.Post the rules on your blog
2.Write 6 random things about yourself
3.Tag 6 people at the end of your post
4.If you are tagged, just do it, and pass the tag along!
1. I do not like my hands or anyone else's wet hands.
2. I do not shave with cream or foam. Hot water is it.
3. I ignore people at work who call out my name from a distance instead of coming over to ask me a question
4. I really do like manual labor
5. I often make projects harder then they should be
6. I consider myself lazy
TAGs - Corrie- I am sure everyone else has been hit.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Song in my head
I cant remember anything
Cant tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
Im waking up I can not see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god,wake me
This is the first three stanza's of Metallica's One. It was the first Metallica song I heard that I liked. It still speaks to me. Obviously I have never been in a war but I feel wrung out.
Wrinkled and shrunk
Tired and beaten
writhing and scraping
pushing and drowning
Pain
Cant tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
Im waking up I can not see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god,wake me
This is the first three stanza's of Metallica's One. It was the first Metallica song I heard that I liked. It still speaks to me. Obviously I have never been in a war but I feel wrung out.
Wrinkled and shrunk
Tired and beaten
writhing and scraping
pushing and drowning
Pain
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