"Camping in the bush," my mother said to me
"Is tonnes of fun, you'll love it hun'
'We'll start by boiling tea.'
'Then while it's on the fire, we'll have to pitch the tent'
'We are both strong, we can't go wrong'
'And we'll go at it with both backs bent.'
'Before we sit awhile and rest, it's time to unpack'
Out come food tins and rubbish bins
'No littering in the outback!'
'And then at last we can stop and drink our billy tea'
'It'll hit the spot, when it's nice and hot'
'I'm sure you will agree."
"Mum, don't be offended. I know for this you worked hard'
'But what I don't get, you haven't said yet'
'We're still in our own ba
Somehow it still hurts.
Where? I do not know.
But somehow I can feel it,
like a chill down my spine;
like silent eyes,
watching me unawares.
Teach me how:
how to let go.
'Cause, even with feelings past,
it's still there.
Haunting me... tormenting me.
To know it will never be the same again.
The jokes will always be
that little less funnier;
the laughs always that little bit quiter.
I miss it;... you.
It hurts so bad.
Like a glass wall stands between us;
I can scream, as loud as a I want...
and you still won't hear me.
And, now, the only thing I can hear
is His gentle whispers in my heart.
My reasurrance; my everything.
There once was a guy name Tim
Who lived in a town called Spim
He used to go around eating jelly all day
But then one day found a lovely bouquet
So He carried this bouquet right under his arm
When someone came running up, singing a psalm
It was psalm 119, the longest psalm in the great book
So Tim sat down and listened, when up came a cook
The cook was called Jim, and he was secretly a mormon
He went up to the singer, and hit him with a dwarven doorman
Then Tim, angry over the unconsciousness of the singer
went and called a gang over full of ninja
The ninja gang and Tim ran toward the mormon and his dwarf
captured them, then threw
The tears fell as her eyes gazed up at the stars above. Tonight was the night she would throw it all away. The fire flickered in front of her and she pulled her blanket a little tighter around her shoulders. Somehow she sensed it was more than the cool evening breeze sending a chill down her spine.
Her gaze fell to the book nestled in her lap. One which she had held so close to her heart for such a long time. Her fingertips softly traced the curves of the letters engraved on the cover: Brokenhearted Fairytales. Beneath it lay stories; stories from her life; excuses for her to crawl into a dark corner and shut the world out while she clung to
Current Residence: Somewhere in Oz Operating System: XP MP3 player of choice: Don't own one, but would like to -anyone got a spare? Shell of choice: None - they cut your feet when you walk on 'em Wallpaper of choice: None, my house's painted Skin of choice: My own - I'd fall out if it wasn't there Favourite cartoon character: Not into cartoons much
I got this from Polinius. Bit different. - never done one of these B4.
Haven't got much on my playlist - I usually play music straight from CD.
Instructions:
Put your iTunes/Winamp/WMP on shuffle.
Say the following questions aloud, and press play.
Use the song title as the answer to the question.
NO CHEATING.
1. How does the world see you? :innocent:
Walk Right In - Dr. Hook (The Essential Seventies)
2. Will I have a happy life? :hmm:
January - Pilot (ditto)
3. What do my friends think of me? :spin:
Angel Fingers - Wizzard (ditto)
4. Do people secretly lust after me?
Strange Kind of Woman - Deep Purple (ditto) :sarcasm:
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I guess I need to update this journal, don't I?
Seeing as Christmas is over by at least 3 weeks!
But then again, maybe I should leave it til next :holly: LOL
Ah well . .
Who knows, I may get inspired one day .
Meantime . . :yawn:
Just got this is the mail (snail)
Tho there's only 2 more sleeps to :holly: thought I'd share it.
:holly: Santa lives at the North Pole ~ JESUS is everywhere
:holly: Santa rides in a sleigh ~ JESUS rides on the wind and walks on water
:holly: Santa comes but once a year ~ JESUS is an ever present help
:holly: Santa fills your stocking with goodies~JESUS supplies all your needs
:holly: Santa comes down your chimney uninvited~JESUS stands at your door and knocks,and then enters your heart
:holly: All Santa can offer is Ho Ho Ho~JESUS offers health,help and hope
:holly: Santa says"You better not cry"~JESUS says"cast all your c