Where I Stood

I get most of my new music from tv. Thanks SYTYCD.


I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it's all or none

There were sounds in my head
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

'Cos I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

See I thought love was black and white
That it was wrong or it was right
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside

'Cos I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me than anyone I ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself and so I say to you
This is what I have to do

'Cos I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood
Oh, she who dares to stand where I stood

~Missy Higgins

Pancho's Lament ~ Promise Me This

It's been a long time since I heard this song. I've got this guilty pleasure that totally sends me to the top of the nerd class, but I love Dawson's Creek. I know. *shame* The first time I heard this song was in the episode where Pacey realizes that he is in love with Joey. I love it. I'm so gay.

is that the sound of knocking at my window
lord I'm trying trying to let you in
but the mirror stares me like a stranger
I'm learning how to begin again

promise me this
you will never understand me
promise me this
you will always always
hold me like you hold me now
hold me like you're holding me now
promise me this

I thought of you when my faith began to wander
it woke me up in the middle of the night
I've so many places I can run to
let's not run away this time

promise me this

Not Smart Enough

I wish I knew how to fix the little problem I am having there ----------------->

I tried making a longer box, but it messed things up even worse :( Damn you HTML textbook, RELINQUISH YOUR INFORMATION!!!!!!!!!!

Mookie dat!

I have recently acquired the One Republic Album Dreaming Out Loud and Weezer's Red Album. The 1R album was ok. I feel that when it comes to ballads these boys hit the mark. They are corny, but sing-able(if you don't mind screeching, as this sort of soprano is usually confined to Mariah albums and eunuch choirs). The ballads are my favourites, and are mostly equal in that respect. However, when it comes to their attempts at "artsy" songs or rock-ish music, they sound just that: an attempt. A poor one I must say. Overall it is an ok album, if you like that sort of thing, or you are 12 a twelve year old girl.

The Weezer album is, well, Weezer. Some songs are absolutely wicked. Others are songs that I will enjoy in time. Everybody Get Dangerous is going to take a LONG time. Heart songs was an instant favourite. I am now thanking my lucky stars I work so close to my home. This way I'm not tempted to listen to "that station" so I'm not subjected to their violent abuse of good Weezer songs, placed in super high rotation so that you are sick of them before you even get the album. Also, that Pork and Beans is so wicked it can't be ruined. GO ANTHEM!!!

Thank you.

That is all.

Snippet

Have I laid it too bare
What is really fair
Since when did you care

I have been lost before.

Remember me?

I'm holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearin' what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothin' new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it's turning blue, and you say...
"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
It's too late to apologize, yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-
I'm holdin' on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...

~ One Republic, Apologize

For The Environ

I told off a lady in an H3 today. 'Nuff said.


*additionally, it was far more effective, and far less ill conceived than this http://dublinsaab.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-environ.html *

Money!

Gainfully employed. HUZZAH!!!!!!

Five Across the Eyes.

So, as some of you may have heard, I am having issues with my former boss about getting paid, which may lead to my eviction from my apartment, depending on how things go on Monday. So, suffice it to say, I am in a foul mood. Probably one of the worst I've been in for an extremely long time. The possibility of homelessness will do that to a person. Today, I may have stepped out of the boundaries of sanity though. I went to see my mum, and on the way I stopped at the mall to get her some nose rings, as she'd lost all of hers(the little devils are hard to hold on to!!!) On my way out of the mall I was kind enough to stop and hold the door for two girls who were walking in. The thanks I got for this gesture was a sotto voce comment regarding my apparel, and weight. I lost my cool immediately. This is how it went:

Chippy: Omg, look at that pot belling hanging out of her shirt.
Myself: WHAT?!?!?!(close to a yell, but mostly incredulity)

She turned around to look at me, shocked I suppose, that I hadn't just let her say this about me. This is where I smacked her. She didn't even have a chance to respond. I hit her square in the cheek with my open hand. I hit her so hard the convenience store clerk looked up immediately. I followed up with:

Myself: You'd better watch what kind of shit you talk, because you can never know what the other person will do. If you hadn't grown up in Oakville, you'd have learned THAT lesson LONG ago.

I do not, and will never regret teaching an Oakville girl (full hair and make-up/designer clothes, shoes and handbags, usually found to be looking down on someone who gives less importance to looks/money and more on intelligence)a lesson. It was one that I hope she will not soon forget.

Gah!

I can not sleep. I have been up since 4. It isn't a big surprise, given that I may be homeless at the end of the month, and yet I am disappointed. Sleep is the only time I am not stressing out. It's my escapism. I hate to have it interrupted.

Fucked again

I am currently chasing down my boss for my pay. Why am I constantly being subjected to this type of scum?

*update* I have a cheque. A cheque taped to a door, because god forbid he should see me in person. It is post dated. Is this to ensure some money gets in to the account, or that all the money comes out first?!?!?! We shall see.