• So today was pretty cool, although I did find out that my hips are out of allignment. Oh well, we can't have everything go right can we? Anyway, I had an amazing sleep last night, and I woke up at an amazing time. I did wake up once before the nice time, and I could have sworn it said 18:00 when I woke up, but maybe it was just a delusion, or maybe I was just having one of those extremely realistic dreams. So I woke up, ate breakfast and headed off to Grand West to go ice-skating. It was actually a lot mor fun than I though it woul be, the only bad thing was that my hips started to hurt really badly, and I got too sore to carry on, but I guess I had had enough of it anyway. After ice-skating, we went to the arcade games and I won a lot of tickets, only playing the game thing when you put the coin in so that it pushes the other coins down the thing so you can get tickets, I probably didn't explain that properly, but oh well, it's not like any of you people know what I'm talking aobut half the time. When we came back, I watched Pink Floyd The Wall again, but this time with my sisters and my mom. I skipped out the gross or inappropriate parts. I can't believe that my sisters didn't like it, my mom said she enjoyed it, but I'm not entirely convinced she did. At least I know for sure that my dad liked it. I hope they don't think I only like the movie because of the music, there is so much more to it, like the racism and the antisemiteism, and the depression and the amazing graphics and the brilliant illustration, and the whole story line. I just love it all, and I'll bet that my parents think I am just one of those other people who don't understand a thing about amazing movies like those. I guess I don't really have to provce anything to them, if I know I understand it, I know I understand it. Anyway, I am just - Haha, David Hendry just phoned me! He was like "Why are you still awake?" and I was like " Why are YOU still awake?" He has phoned me about 4 times today, isn't that sweet? I know he likes me, well, he told me. I hate it when people say "He likes me" and I say "How do you know?" and they say "It's so obvious". If they don't tell you, it's really not obvious!!! Anyway, I don't know if I like David yet, I don't know who I like. Why do I need to like someone anyway? I don't, maybe IO just... Want to. So much of a tomboy I am, well, guys like people too, so it doesn't really affect my tomboyness at all. Anyway, as I was saying... I actually forgot what I was going to type, well, if I forgot, it obviously wasn't important. I like to tell myself that when I forget things that I think were important. I know it's weird, but I kind of want David to sms me tomorrow morning when I wake up saying good morning, well, it doesn't have to be David, it can be anyone, whether it's a boy or a girl, but nobody ever says good morning to me anymore, David Herr used to, but he doesn't anymore. I just miss that. Anywho, my eye is really really sore, I don't know how I am ever going to get to sleep. Oh My G-d! I am so sorry for all of you who arereading this, because it even sickens me how much | complain about myself. So I just finished watching Friends, I love that show, it will always manage to bring a smile on my face, no matter what type of mood I'm in. I have seen it so many times, I was reciting the words that the characters said, it was actually quite funny, my mom got so annoyed. I was playing my CD's that I made (not of my own music of course) but I have really become obsessed with the song Doolin-Dalton by The Eagles. So now I have two new favourite songs, Another brick in the wall Part 1, and Doolin-dalton. Well, I'm pretty tired (not really I just have nothing left to say), Okay how stupid can I be to just type that, if I'm going to lie and say I'm tired, it would be better for me to just say that and nothing else but that, but noooo, I go and add some stupid comment, wow, I'm an idiot. Anyway, I HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO SAY! bye :)
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