It was my birthday on Tuesday. And it was Prosha's too. My idea of a birthday punch-out between him and me went astray somehow. We had the idea the day before in commerce, then we forgot about it.
Anyway, nothing eventful happened Tuesday.
Oh.
There was
ONE THING that happened
...but you don't need to know. /mysteriousness.
My sister keeps asking me what I want for my birthday but this year I don't feel like getting anything really. All I want right now is the new Rise Against album and thats coming out October 7th.
I have to find a copy of The Kite Runner somewhere because I want to read it before I watch the movie. And after reading that Deva said I should read A Thousand Splendid Suns. Why am I listening to what Deva says? Because he is always able to recommend an awesome book. He told me to read The Glass Palace and I really enjoyed it, so now I can always know what is a good book and what isn't.
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What a boring post.
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Head hung from shame,
I bear a weight that brings me to a crawl. (To a crawl)
These years of longing,
To tell of decades of unanswered calls (unanswered calls)
For a change, cuz everyday we slip and fall
Kicked while we're down, our fists clench into a ball
My hands are soaking in the blood of angels.
On broken wings they collapsed!
(Will i see the break of day)
Dark clouds exploded and torrents of rain fell
All these lost halos wash away.
Whoa those lyrics sound emo. But don't worry, Rise Against isn't emo.
