something better-muppet treasure island

i couldn't help it...

Jim: I look around here and I want to cry,
Gonzo: Yeah, me too.
Jim: I feel like the world is passing me by.
Rizzo: Hey, it is!
Jim: And I just can't help but wonder,
Am I doomed to wash and dry?
And if it's a curse I'm under
To do it 'till I die?
Gonzo: Gee, I hope not!

Jim: When I could be an explorer,
Sailing off to distant lands,
Instead of spending afternoons
Just getting dish-pan hands!

My future looks like nowhere
That I want to be,
There's gotta be something better,
Something better,
There's gotta be something better than this for me.

Gonzo: Yeah!
If it's weird and wild we'll go and find it,
The crazier the better is what I say!

Rizzo: To tell the truth I really wouldn't mind it,
Gonzo: Mind what?
Rizzo: If we found some place with ten square meals a day!

Jim: Let danger call my name!
Rizzo: If it does I'm gonna hide
Jim: I'll put my courage to the test,
Gonzo: And I'll be by your side
Rizzo: He'll be by your side.

Jim: There's gotta be something better than this,
Gonzo and Rizzo: Something more than this, to see
Jim: I know that there's so much out there to see.
And I know this life I'm living,
Can't be my destiny
Gonzo and Rizzo: Destiny
All: There's gotta be something better,
Something better,
There's something better than this for you and...
Me!

behind these hazel eyes-kelly clarkson

seems like just yesterday you were a part of me i used to stand so tall i used to be so strong your arms around me tight everything felt so right unbreakable like nothing could go wrong now i can't breathe no i can't sleep I'm barely hanging on here i am once again I'm torn into pieces can't deny it can't pretend just thought you were the one broken up deep inside but you won't see the tears i cry behind these hazel eyes i told you everything opened up and let you in you made me feel alright for once in my life now all that's left of me is what i pretend to be sewed together what's so broken up inside cuz i can't breathe no i can't sleep I'm barely hanging on here i am once again I'm torn into pieces can't deny it can't pretend just thought you were the one broken up deep inside but you won't get to see the tears i cry behind these hazel eyes swallow me then spit me out for hating you i blame myself seeing you it kills me now no i don't cry on the outside anymore here i am once again I'm torn into pieces can't deny it can't pretend just thought you were the one broken up deep inside but you won't get to see the tears i cry behind these hazel eyes here i am once again I'm torn into pieces can't deny it can't pretend just thought you were the one broken up deep inside but you won't get to see the tears i cry behind these hazel eyes

BACK!!!

Well, here I am, ONCE AGAIN (I'm torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend, just thought you were the one... sorry... couldn't help it)!! I am currently at my mother's office with nothing to do. So, here I am, in the spare office, doing this. I must say, though, the space bar on this keyboard is really resistant. Mind you, the one at our house isn't exactly what you'd call the most resistant keyboard of the lot. Anyhoo, I just got back from lunch with an amigo. We went to chipotle (sp?) and it was actully pretty good. That was the first time I've been to chipotle, so I didn't know what to expect. So then we hung out for a little while and then went back to my mom's office. It was really fun.
Well, ever since Pamlico, almost everything reminds me of a song that needs to be sung, as demonstrated above. It's kind of weird, and funny at times as some Disney song races through my head when someone says something. That was Kelly Clarkson in that first sentence, in case you were wondering. Behind these hazel eyes by Kelly Clarkson. It's a rather awesome song. Now I've got it stuck in my head... snap... DARN YOU STUPID SINGING URGES!!!
Now all I have to do is think of something else. Like pirates.
For when you're a profesional pirate, you don't have to wear a suit. hey ho ho...
snap...
well, now you know what it's like to get in my head. A constant stream of annoying kid's music.