"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Bright, Sunshiney Day

Tomorrow's going to be a good day.

Not because of a horoscope or a sign, or even because I'm telling myself it will be.

No, tomorrow will be a good day because it can't get any worse. Tomorrow, when compared to any of last week's days, will be absolutely wonderful.

So in conclusion, tomorrow's going to be a great day. It will be spectacular. It will be amazing. And with a little luck, Tuesday could be even better.

But don't hold your breath. I don't have time for a funeral right now. Or a lawsuit.



PS. I love my friend from far away who calls and makes my day 100 times better simply by calling. Thank you, kid. You're awesome. :]
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