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So I extended a hand to someone today. I half expected to pull back a bloody stump, but was pleasantly surprised to only get nibbled fingers.
Energy's flaggin' and here I am giving it away. *sigh* Well, he's a good boy. He's learning the hard way. It's kinda funny what a KitKat will do for a person.
Been stupid-tired lately. Probably just end of the semester draggin'. Yea, that's it. And if you keep telling yourself that it, maybe it'll be true.
Nervous, worried and edgy lately. An odd sence of peace today though, when I was in the theater hanging lights. Physical labor often does that for me. Hauling lights and running cable is good for the soul. Not for the allergies, but what do you want...
Maybe I should change my major. Wouldn't that be funny. Not funny ha-ha, no, not in the least....
Have decided that there a few programs I have to get my paws on and play with. Macromedia Director, and AutoCad. I know I don't have much time, but I think I should really at least be able to function these...
And now, the chair leg of truth demands sleep.
- K.
The Change - by Tony Arata, Wayne Tester
One hand
Reaches out
And pulls a lost soul from harm
While a thousand more go unspoken for
They say what good have you done
By saving just this one
It's like whispering a prayer
In the fury of a storm
And I hear them saying you'll never change things
And no matter what you do it's still the same thing
But it's not the world that I am changing
I do this so this world will know
That it will not change me
This heart
Still believes
The love and mercy still exist
While all the hatred rage and so many say
That love is all but pointless in madness such as this
It's like trying to stop a fire
With the moisture from a kiss
As long as one heart still holds on
Then hope is never really gone.
Energy's flaggin' and here I am giving it away. *sigh* Well, he's a good boy. He's learning the hard way. It's kinda funny what a KitKat will do for a person.
Been stupid-tired lately. Probably just end of the semester draggin'. Yea, that's it. And if you keep telling yourself that it, maybe it'll be true.
Nervous, worried and edgy lately. An odd sence of peace today though, when I was in the theater hanging lights. Physical labor often does that for me. Hauling lights and running cable is good for the soul. Not for the allergies, but what do you want...
Maybe I should change my major. Wouldn't that be funny. Not funny ha-ha, no, not in the least....
Have decided that there a few programs I have to get my paws on and play with. Macromedia Director, and AutoCad. I know I don't have much time, but I think I should really at least be able to function these...
And now, the chair leg of truth demands sleep.
- K.
The Change - by Tony Arata, Wayne Tester
One hand
Reaches out
And pulls a lost soul from harm
While a thousand more go unspoken for
They say what good have you done
By saving just this one
It's like whispering a prayer
In the fury of a storm
And I hear them saying you'll never change things
And no matter what you do it's still the same thing
But it's not the world that I am changing
I do this so this world will know
That it will not change me
This heart
Still believes
The love and mercy still exist
While all the hatred rage and so many say
That love is all but pointless in madness such as this
It's like trying to stop a fire
With the moisture from a kiss
As long as one heart still holds on
Then hope is never really gone.
