they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

the cranberries- linger
If you, if you could return
Don't let it burn,don't let it fade
I'm sure I'm not being rude
But it's just your attitude
It's tearing me apart
It's ruining everything
I swore, I swore I would be true
And honey so did you
So why were you holding her hand
Is that the way we stand
Were you lying all the time
Was it just a game to you
But I'm missing you
You know I'm such a fool for you
You've got me wrapped around your finger, ah
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger
Oh, I thought the world of you
I thought nothing could go wrong
But I was wrong, I was wrong
If you, if you could get by
Trying not to lie
Things wouldn't be so confused
And I wouldn't feel so used
But you always really knew
I just wanna be with you
But I'm missing you
You know I'm such a fool for you
You've got me wrapped around your finger, ah
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger
[SHORT INSTRUMENTAL]
But I'm missing you
You know I'm such a fool for you
You've got me wrapped around your finger, ah
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger
You know I'm such a fool for you
You've got me wrapped around your finger, ah
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger

so everyone's watched click and knows the meaning of this song. but it means so much and more to me, maybe because it plays out such a significant message that i can identify with and the lyrics, far too apt for me. i guess there's always a part of me that can never entirely let go of what it meant between u and i. the look i caught that i suspect meant truth and all that i want, but maybe i mistook it all. it was just a summer fling, and summer's ended.
so have we?

i am not liking school one bit, and that is not a good way to kick start this sem. i am still partying too hard, ignoring the seriousness of what i should be and being too caught up with havin fun. and when all the fun dies down, and boils to a time like this now, where i am in my own room doing nothing but waiting for my time to go home, i shelf the responsibilities, the things that float in my head, of all that that bothers me, away, to collect dust and i just want not to think any longer. it's tiring to begin with and all i want is some vodka, and drink all of it away.

so i got off my ass and changed my layout. it was due. i am kinda like this new one i have, very arty-farty and i guess i am a bohemian by nature. i like feeling free, like phoebe in friends, and not being confined by anything, anyone.

tilll then, i am off to read some.