Tuesday, May 5, 2009

one of the greatest songs ever written by man

Well I don't know if I'm wrong
Cause she's only just gone
Here's to another relationship
Bombed by excellent breed of gamete disease
I'm sure when I'm older I'll know what that means
Cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Here's to the man with his face in the mud
And an overcast play just taken away
From the lover's in love at the centre of stage yeah
Loving is fine if you have plenty of time
For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind
Loving is good if your dick's made of wood
And the dick left inside only half understood her
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What make the animal run, run away yeah
What makes him stall, what makes him stand
And what shakes the elephant now
And what makes a man?
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
No I don't know you any more
No, no, no, no...
I don't know if I'm wrong
'Cause shes only just gone
Why the fuck is this day taking so long
I was a lover of time and once she was mine
I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed
Cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Well closer to god is the one who's in love
And I walk away cause I can
Too many options may kill a man
Loving is fine if it's not in your mind
But I've fucked it up now, too many times
Loving is good if it's not understood
Yeah, but I'm the professor
And feel that I should know
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What make the animal run, run away and
What makes him tick apart from him prick
And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Hell I don't know you any more
No, no, no no...
Well I don't know if I'm wrong
'Cause she's only just gone
Here's to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I finished it off with some French wine and cheese
La fille danse
Quand elle joue avec moi
Et je pense que je l'aime des fois
Le silence, n'ose pas dis-donc
Quand on est ensemble
Mettre les mots
Sur la petite dodo

Damien Rice--The Professor

Monday, May 4, 2009

the closing of another school year

wow...it is finals week of spring semester already
crazy how time passes. at some points moving sooo quickly, and i some points taking forever to pass. this semester/year has seemed long, yet at the same time i cant believe it is already over.
oh man.

finals week is upon us.
i have already taken one test....none tomorrow (just studying and packing for me)...and then 2 on wednesday and two on thursday and i am out of here!!
home for almost 2 days to celebrate my birthday (MAY 8TH!!! 21!) and then back to searcy to leave for scotland and england.

i am so excited!

this has been a crazy semester. lots of drama. but even more good times. and i have made some great relationships this year/semester. ones that i hope i will never loose!

also, 7 minutes then it is my bedtime, so i am out. just a short sweet post :)