Hi...*waves*

So, it's been awhile livejournal land...

I feel like I should have a lot to say, but i'm drawing a blank.

Hmm...

Well, I suppose I should repost that I'm a junior at Bingo U.  I'm writing a midterm for my last class in my classical studies minor (besides Greek performance theater...obviously) and since it is crap I decided that livejournal posting would be ok.

I may or may not be a plublished scientist soon.
And I like pie and cuddles.

Ok, back to the Jews of Egypt...Blarg.

THE RULES:

1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you ask them five questions.

Well, you know there is something wrong with you when while relaxing on your vacation...and you want to go DO THINGS!!  Oy, it's horrific.  I kinda miss work...le sigh.

But I'm doing really well.  I'm so relaxed it's disgusting.  I'm less paranoid.  I'm less anxious.  

No...Really....Promise Promise.

I should be back Saturday morning.  I should be snug in my bed by 2:00pm (I have slept so little here...Constantly waking up and wondering where the hell I am).

Well, I think I'll drag myself to the gym...and look at it...maybe debate using it (they have an endless pool...so awesome).

Peace out Lady and Boi Scouts.

I'm hoping by posting it....maybe it will decide to leave my dreamland town. 

Don't wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna work in a building downtown
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Cause the planes keep crashing always two by two
Don't wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna see it when the planes hit the ground

Don't wanna work in a building downtown
Don't wanna work in a building downtown
Parkin' the cars in the underground
The voices when they scream, well they make no sound
Wanna see the cities rust
And the troublemakers ridin' on the back of the bus

Dear God, I'm a good Christian man
I'm your boy, i know you understand
That you gotta work hard and you gotta get paid
The girl's thirteen, but she don't act her age
She can sing like a bird in cage
Oh Lord, if you could see her when she's up on that stage

You know that I'm a god-fearin' man
You know that I'm a god-fearin' man
I just gotta know if it's a part of your plan
To see my darling stand by your right hand
I know you will do what's right, Lord
For they are the lanterns and you are the light

Now I'm overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near
But my heart is far away
Tell me what to say
I'll be your mouthpiece

Into the light of a bridge that burns
As I drive through the city with the money that I earn
To the dark of a starless sky
I won't stare into nothing and I'm asking you why
Lord, let me make her a star
So the world can see who you really are

Little girl, you're old enough to understand
You'll always be a stranger in a strange strange land
Men are gonna come while you're fast asleep
So you better just stay close and hold onto me
If mama's mockingbird don't sing well,
Then daddy won't buy her no diamond ring

Dear God, will you send me a child?
Oh God, will you send me a child?
'cause I wanna put it up on the tv screen
So the world can see what your true Word means
Lord, won't you send me a sign?
'cause i just gotta know if I'm wastin' my time

Now I'm overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near
But my heart is far away
But now the war is won
How come nothing tastes good?

Oh you're such a sensitive child (sensitive child)
You know you're such a sensitive child
I know you're tired, but it's all right
I just needed you to sing for me tonight
You're gonna have your day in the sun
You know God loves the sensitive ones

Oh my little girl in a cage
Oh my little bird in a cage
I need you to get up for me up on that stage
Show all the men that you're old for your age
Now in the times of fear
But if you don't take it, it'll disappear

Oh my little mockingbird sing
Come on, my little mockingbird sing
I need you to get up on the stage for me, honey
Show the men it's not about the money
Want to hold a mirror up to the world
So that they can see themselves inside my little girl

Do you know where i was at your age?
Any idea where i was at your age?
I was workin' downtown for the minimum wage!
And I couldn't let you just throw it all away
Threw me a kid, God, throw me a knife

So tell me Lord am I the Antichrist?

-The Arcade Fire "Antichrist Television Blues"

I haven't been sleeping well again.  I feel like there is so much to say...but never enough time to say it.  I'm hoping going out of the country for a little while will help calm me. 

Though if it was a few years ago I may not have come back...now I have plenty to come back for.  Plenty indeed.

*smile* *hugs self* *hugsum_random*

Ok...worky work time!

How do you explain how things have been in a month that has seemed to have turned so many things on end.

Also, still alive!  On a crutch and lovng boyfriend.

*waves to internetville*

My bunny...has officially changes his name from Mr. Bunny to Chubby McBunnington.  Worldwide shock has ensued.

Also, massive amounts of cuddles.

That is all.

Sigh...the cycle of poverty and sadness is hitting again this month.  I don't know what is wrong with me. 

My boss thinks she lost my time sheets for this pay period...so now not I'm going to be doing anything for the rest of this month that includes money.  And I will get paid on the day that I'm heading home for break...so I suppose that is lucky.

I need to break the cycle of this life that I am living.  I need a goal...

this song is the new constant one that's in my head....and it's perfect for both St. Patrick's day (for my old friends from Ireland) and in my life in general.


The keys taken back I throw
The useless seed was sown
When they say they're cutting off the phone
Then tell 'em you're not home

No place to hide
You'll find there's a soldier on their side
You're still a soldier in your mind
But nothing's on the line

You say it's money that we need
As if we're the only mouths to feed
I know that no matter what you say
There are some debts we never pay

Working for the church while your family dies
You take what they give you
You keep it inside
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan all quiet and alone

I can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
Don't want to fight, don't want to die
Just want to hear you cry

Who's gonna throw the very first stone
Oh, who's gonna re-set the bone
Walking with your hand in a sling
Wanna hear the soldier sing

Working for the church while my family dies
You're little baby sister's gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan all quiet and alone

I can taste your fear
It's gonna lift you up and take you out of here
If the bone shot never heals
I cannot make him yield

You can't find me now
They're gonna get their money back somehow
And when you finally disappear
They're gonna say you were never here

Been working for the church while your life falls apart
They're singing hallelujah when defeating your heart
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the soldier groan all quiet and alone
Hear the soldier groan all quiet and alone
-The Arcade Fire "Intervention"

Oh and when the world falls apart
she layed upon his pillow
blowing smoke rings
crying those Michelangelo tears
because there is no one who can save you
in a three day old suit shirt
and you don't want to break the grasp of his naked arms
naked legs
naked sentiments
rolling inside and out
your skin.

I wrote this a few days ago when I was really sad. Funny how things change...

Nate and Ari are coming up this weekend (!) and i'm sooo excited.

Also, drinking

I'm a sophmore at Binghamton University.

I have a wonderful and caring boyfriend who supports me and loves for just who I am.

I've made up with the last two of my ex boyfriends very recently and I am really happy about that.

I'm a model (currently out of work) and a lifegaurd...

I have many good friends and I work myself into the ground...

So when did this all happen?