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March 26, 2004
RAW Choice Cut: Michael Andrews - "Mad World"
"I would have given you all of my heart. But there's someone, who's torn it apart." - Sheryl Crow
Ya know, normally I can't stand Sheryl Crow. I don't like her music, but since this technically isn't her song, it's allowable. Anyways, I'm sure everyone has heard "The First Cut Is The Deepest." Now normally I would have passed over this one, but seeing as where I was when I first heard the song, I really didn't have much say in the matter (which just adds to the irony of the situation). Anyhow, the lyrics can really hit home. They kinda make you think back. That first [real] love, whoever she is, really does a number on you. You give everything you have, you play every ace in your hand, and constantly bring your A game. And sometimes, it's just not good enough to hold it all together. So you try move on, but you can't do it completely. For a while, you're always holding something back - your heart. Then whenever you do let go, everything seems different. You're more hesitant in your actions. Mostly because what you thought was right somehow ended up being wrong.
(T_Piddy: I try to keep you from being gay. I really do. Fails every time.)
"Closing time. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here." - Semisonic
Man. These four years went by really fast. It's down to my last five weeks. While I'm really sad that everything's coming to an end, I'm halfway looking forward to it. What I've known has been great. I've done many things and met many people I would have never experienced otherwise. But at the same time, I'm ready for something new. There's complete uncertainty as far as what comes next, but I'm not too concerned. And while I really wish I had more time to do some things I never got around to, or to hang out with some really great people I've met in the past few months, it might be in my best interests to just move on. And as big as I am on memories and nostalgia and reliving the past sometimes, I'm sure everything will come around again.
And shepherds we shall be, for Thee my Lord, for Thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command.
We shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In nomine Patrie,
et Fili,
et Spiritus Sancti.
The boy thinks too much, too long, and too hard. It was for his own good...
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