Music night ended. I'm back home. Peace.
House arrest is not nice at all, but this night seems peaceful.
Maybe it's just me at peace.
*sigh...the violin solo was well.
If time were but a clock, it could be turned over.
Then i could relive my mistakes, grieves, and happiness.
But why tomorrow? Today is for the living?
And my heart shall live to it's fullest.
Ok ok ok. Poetic, yes, but i doubt if it'll fit an action packed thriller.
Burning my night away. Dunno what to do.
Thinking of my gal. If only i could message her.
We had good times in school.
Maybe if not for the dare...(Don't think sick horny bastards.)
I have to admit, i may be one sometimes.
Life sure is peaceful. Am i drunk?
Boy. Bambi sure looked cute, until i ate it.
Whatever.
This silence is killing me.
*Yawn...
Should go do my geog. Doesn't sound like me. I'm never so studious.
... ... ...
I'm sidetracking. I end up trying to get a cbox for this blog.
Got it. Gonna go paste a cbox now.
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