Monday, February 27, 2012

now you're just somebody that I used to know



Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/gotye-somebody-that-i-used-to-know-lyrics.html ]
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
You didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
And I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know... 

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
You didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

I used to know
That I used to know

Somebody...




When words fail, music speaks right?

Friday, February 17, 2012

and in the morning i'll be with you, but it will be a different kind

Right. Second semester.
Hectic.
Exciting.
Saddening.
Stressful.
Surprising, to say the least.


And I don't know how much more I can emphasize on how much I loathe group works.
I mean, I'm okay with my group mates, don't get me wrong - but it's hard to find the time to sit down and have table talks when everyone is having different schedules. Curse you ADP.
ALL. DAY. PRESSURE.

The class I probably enjoy most at the moment is my PR class. Hey, I might be a rookie, or the baby in the class (as some put it), but I'm getting along pretty well. I don't have much friends in that class and I'm always alone, but whatever.
The assignments given in this class will definitely keep me busy.
It'll put me to the test of course, but I always seem to smile at the thought of being preoccupied.

Doesn't give me much room to think about other things. Ones not worth thinking about.



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skinny love adj.
Love that's too skinny to survive. It's not properly fleshed out, and is doomed to failure.



Still I don't know why I'm holding on.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

dazed




Guilty as charged.
You don't have to smoke pot to get high.

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