Sunday, December 03, 2006

Secret Heart ~ Feist

Secret heart
What are you made of
What are you so afraid of
Could it be
Three simple words
Or the fear of being overheard
What's wrong

Let em' in on your secret heart

Secret Heart
Why so mysterious
Why so sacred
Why so serious
Maybe you're
Just acting tough
Maybe you're just not man enough
What's wrong

Let em' in on your secret heart

This very secret
That you're trying to conceal
Is the very same one
That You're dying to reveal
Go tell her how, how you feel

Secret heart come out and share it
This loneliness, few can bear it
Maybe its got something to do with
Admitting that you just can't go through it alone

Let em' in on your secret heart

This very secret
That you're trying to conceal
Is the very same one
That you're dying to reveal
Go tell her how, how you feel

Let em' in on your secret
Let em' in on your secret
secret heart
your secret heart

Extreme Dislike for Student Loans People

K I think it was about the same time last year that I wrote a similiar blog. I dislike the Student Loans people. Why do they try and eff me so much? I mean they got me more than ussual this time. They stole my rent money. THats right they stole it. I had my rent money in the bank one day and then I check my account the next day and they took it. They said they gave me notice in a letter in September... in September... come on! The whole reason this happened is because I owed them $9.61 and they said I needed to send them a cheque to return to student status so thats what I did. Apparantly the cheque never made it because they debited my account for $300 dollars. They want a check for $9.61 but they electronically remove #300 dollars from my account... they couldn't do that with the $9.61 no they had to wait and take my rent money. So I'm effed for rent. Thanks! *mumble grumble*

Friday, December 01, 2006

So I figured that I would throw up another blog to make sure I stay in somewhat of a habit of doing them. However, lately I haven't really had much to write about. I guess I could write about how I went to see Borat with J-D. It was an ok movie but I didn't really find it that good. There were some funny parts but all in all I was disappointed. I could write about how I haven't felt the greatest the last week and randomly start puking for no reason... but thats gross... and thats about the extent of what I can write about it. I could also write about school and how I am trying to do my best but am stressed out and always seem to be just behind where I should be. I have been trying to get ahead but its just not working for me, I have been trying to stay home and focus on my work. It seems I put in so much time and get out so little. Maybe I'm puking cause I'm stressing? That might be. I could write how I have lost all interest in hanging out with people. Many of you have probably noticed my absence on the social scene... well actually any scene at all. Now its not anyones fault and I don't want you to think that. I would rather you just talk to me then let things run wild in your head. But I just have not felt like doing much, or at least anything that has been suggested to me. I'm just not feeling it. I was barely feeling going to Borat but I wanted to chat with J-D about his new lady friend. So yea, life is boring right now, a lot because I make it boring and a lot because there is just not anything interesting or exciting. But I have decided that in most cases I will take the boring over the drama, really not a fan of the drama. I also think I have become more irritable lately as well. Things have started to bother me more lately. That is also part of the reason I have been staying home. I have found that right now I prefer being at home alone. I don't think its a bad thing but I think other people do think its a bad thing. I think they think that there is something wrong with them when there is not. Just right now this is what I prefer. But at the same time maybe its not what I prefer... maybe I want someone to care enough to stop by and surprise me sometime. Maybe I want someone to call me up and ask if I just want to go for a coffee and chat. Maybe I'm jus tired of feeling that I have to commit a big chunk of time to ultimately doing nothing... and ultimately doing nothing that I actually enjoy. Maybe Im ultimately tired of being single...