I've been put in a situation with the world at my fingertips I don't know how to come down My friends tell me to get a grip Trying to choose one sensation over the other When I finally approach her I'll try not to stutter It's so easy how life can turn around It's such a pleasure not knowing what to do When more than one girl is asking about you But by the time I pick one out and choose They'll all say no And I'll be forced to become a recluse You don't even have to ask You already know nothing will work out No matter how much I scream and shout I'll be the first that the easy one turn away And the other will simply ask if I could please stay away It'll always catch up to me No matter who I choose I'm still going to lose Good luck runs out all too quick So I'll just try to decide who to miss more This isn't the sensation I've been waiting for

Jessica put me down, but now a slut thinks I'm cute. But she's one hot slut. I'm totally going to go for it and hope that Jessica doesn't find out.

So I was behind her in the lunch line and initiated conversation. She said, "Whatever happened to Saturday?" Of course, she meant why didn't we ever get together at Ramon's house to talk and practice. I told her that we should get together this Saturday. She said she already had plans. Fuck.

He can talk, he can talk, he can talk, he can talk, he can talk, I CAN SING!!!!!!!!! I think I might have to sing. How lame would that be for everyone's ears? Please ignore the lisp, I never meant to sound like this.

I really need to get moving with my amazing music career. I'm too damn lazy. But we will move forward!

I think it's (she's) a lost cause. Because there's someone else. And I don't feel like looking for anyone else. Yep, story of a lonely guy indeed.

I want to be the hero that she's dreaming of. "Who the hell are you talking about," you say? It doesn't matter...yet.

What's going on?