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| Well I got my class last monday and this past weekend my parents are moving and we don't have a house yet and, they haft to be out by the 22 of this month. So we moved some of the stuff in to a storage place.
I'll put my class up later, but here's a short version. Monday thur Friday 9:30 to 11:00 Ecltures, lunch, 12:00 to 3:30 Hands on part or Shop.
Edit:Moving from Frankfort to Winchester | | |
| Hey, mmm....there is alot on my mind right now. One about friend and another about this girl that I started talking to like 3 or 4 weeks ago. Well things really did'n go so well and we stop talking but, she called last night at 11:30 and we gust talked. It was gust Fa'mazing. She going to PKI so were going to try and see each other and hope that it gose well. BEcause i really Like this girl ALOT...
So mmm Robin you get better and well hit the PKI with cheese and who ever else is going...
She said to me, "Go steady on me.
Won't you tell me what the Wise Men said?
When they came down from Heaven,
Smoked nine 'til seven,
All the stuff that they could find,
But they couldn't escape from you,
Couldn't be free of you,
And now they know there's no way out,
And they're really sorry now for what they've done,
They were three Wise Men just trying to have some fun."
Look who's alone now,
It's not me. It's not me.
Those three Wise Men,
They've got a semi by the sea.
Got to ask yourself the question,
Where are you now?
Really sorry now,
They weren't to know.
They got caught up in your talent show,
With you pernickety little in your fancy dress,
Who just judge each other and try to impress,
But they couldn't escape from you,
Couldn't be free of you,
And now they know there's no way out,
And they're really sorry now for what they've done,
They were three Wise Men just trying to have some fun.
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| And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti. | | |
| One wound up punch of intuition lays flat my whole take on us.
You're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer the tidal rabbit who came of age before her time.We could have been so good-natured if i'd relented when you insisted, But we've been backed against all nature's walls far too long.
You felt abandoned by me, I recall the sunshine as you were melting
And though the comedy softens the fall they still hear us with their ears to the wall. I sold all my evil motives, no icicles stuck in my hide.
I'm through with riddles, i know we're little just help me feel warm inside.
Before we take this ride and let it slide into the cracks where fall and winter collide. I surrender all my gall in a song of modern love.
Remember you're the one who summoned me above any other kind. | | |
| Eyeless in the morning sun you were pale and mild, a modern girl
Taken with thought, still prone to care makin tea in your underwear
You went out in the yard to find something to eat and clear your mind
Something bad inside me went away
Quaking leaves and broken light shifting skin the coming night
The bearers of all good things arrive climb inside us, twist and cry
A kiss on your eyes
Myriad lives like blades of grass yet to be realized, bow as they pass
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