The blood on the floor;
the brains on the wall;
the fact your heart is broken
means nothing at all

Your eyes start to water
your arms, they convulse
Your heart quickens beating
But you can't feel your pulse

Your blood on the floor
Can't take anymore
Mind out the door
Body limp on the floor

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So, I just reorganized my iTunes and resank my dying iPod. I downloaded the new Three Days Grace, Trapt and Flyleaf CDs onto it as well as made two new playlists (comprised of rap and R&B songs).

I'm on chapter 3 of The Sacrifice and I'm more pleased with how this chapter is turning out than the first two so far. I asked my 9th grade English teacher to give me constructive criticism and he agreed to it, once as he catches up on papers he needs to grade. I'm looking forward to that.

Not too much going on, especailly photography wise. I had the first 1/3 of my College US History midterm today. Wowza. Writing a spur of the moment essay in 42 minutes is near impossible. I ran out of time and my wimpy conclusion was a sentence.... And I was writing like the wind, not stopping for anything! Crazy. I have tomorrow off so I've delegated study time with Jaimie for the 2/3 of it left. I've also gotta do a good deal of math homework. Bleeegh. High school sucks.... Even though these are my college classes. Blegh. College in High School sucks. I wanna take my senior year light next year and get PHOTOGRAPHY. If I don't get photography, someone's gunna die.

Yeah. Rant. Fun, right?

See ya later.

--Steph