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December 27, 2006

Renting time in someone else's space

Night Of My Life

Here we are,
Shooting stars,
Renting time in someone else's space

So unsure
Afraid to fall
I'm standing here
A little scared
But I don't care

'Cos this kind of moment, is only on loan and
I wanna remember the look in your eyes
When it's all over I want you to know that I was with you when I

Had the night of my life

So don't let go
You never know
Maybe your whole life's about to change

So let's hold on
Until it's gone
Nothing's made to last forever
Who knows whether

This kind of moment is only on loan and
Sometimes you don't know until it passes you by
And when it's all over I want you to know that I was with you when I
Had the night of my life

Maybe this whole thing comes right down to faith,
And every choice that we think that we make
Has put us right here together

today

'Cause this kind of moment
Is only on loan and,
It won't be too long till it leaves us behind
And when it's all over I want you to know that I was with you when I
Had the night of my life,
The night of my life,
The night of my life


~Damien Leith

January 8, 2007

if only i could be ms. frizzle

some exciting developments!

i had my first t.a meeting of the semester, i'll be a teaching assistant this semester and i can't wait to start!

my decision to enter grad school was largely influenced by the fact that i would not only be able to do my own research but also teach, last semester i didn't get the opportunity and thanks to some networking and good friends i was able to find an instructor looking for t.a's.

giddy/scared/nervous... all at the same time.

February 28, 2007

Until it passes you by

Night Of My Life by Damien Leith

Here we are,
Shooting stars,
Renting time in someone else’s space

So unsure
Afraid to fall
I’m standing here
A little scared
But I don’t care

‘Cos this kind of moment, is only on loan and
I wanna remember the look in your eyes
When it’s all over I want you to know I was with you when I
Had the night of my life

So don’t let go
You never know
Maybe your whole life’s about to change

So let’s hold on
Until it’s gone
Nothing’s made to last forever
Who knows whether

This kind of moment is only on loan
Sometimes you don’t know until it passes you by
And when it’s all over I want you to know that I was with you when I
Had the night of my life

Maybe this whole thing comes right down to faith,
From every choice that we think that we make
Has put us right here together today

This kind of moment
Is only on loan and,
It won’t be too long till it leaves us behind
And when it’s all over I want you to know that I was with you when I
Had the night of my life,
The night of my life,
The night of my life

~Damien Leith

June 21, 2007

and the touching leads to sex....

In the grand tradition of Marcos discovering a song 6 Months to Two years after it was released herei s a lovely little lyric spam from Rilo Kiley

Portions for Foxes
There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything
And the talkin' leads to touchin'
and the touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And It's bad news
Baby I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news

I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
but just bein' around you offers me another form of relief
When the loneliness leads to bad dreams
and the bad dreams lead me to callin' you
and I call you and say "C'MERE!"

And it's bad news
Baby I'm bad news
I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news

And it's bad news
Baby it's bad news
It's just bad news, bad news, bad news

'Cause you're just damage control
for a walking corpse like me - like you

'Cause we'll all be
Portions for foxes
Yeah we'll all be
Portions for foxes

There's a pretty young thing in front of you
and she's real pretty and she's real into you
and then she's sleepin' inside of you
and the talkin' leads to touchin'
then touchin' leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And it's bad news
I don't blame you
I do the same thing
I get lonely too

And you're bad news
My friends tell me to leave you
That you're bad news, bad news, bad news

That you're bad news
Baby you're bad news
and you're bad news
Baby you're bad news
and you're bad news
I don't care I like you
and you're bad news
I don't care I like you
I like you

August 14, 2007

Breathe (2am)

i love this song, i've been listening to it for awhile...

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.

~Anna Nalick

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