Return of the Lyrica

Every once and a while, I remember that I finished my senior yearbook and that I am finished with Yearbook. I was editor-in-chief of a successful yearbook. Since I was a sophomore, I wanted that. It's strange for it to be in the past tense. I suppose I should have relished in the feeling.

But that's just it! I didn't really feel anything except that it was "right". Things were as they were supposed to be. Now that the journey has run its course, I need to figure out how things are supposed to be next.

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Tomorrow I get to see Colleen (and possibly Rachel). It will be a good day. Oh...and there's Eclipse....pfft. :)

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Fanboys is a good only if you are a fan of Star Wars. Therefore, I adored it.

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WHOOOOOOOOO COLLEGE YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I really want it to start. Summer is boring when you don't have a license. (Although, that will be changing in a few weeks!) I really want to start my classes and meet new people and have new objectives....

...all the while, keeping a firm hold on what I have here.

It, as a whole, is impossible. However, I am going to see how much I can actuate.

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Hey, are you lonely?
Has summer gone so slowly?
We found the ground
And that damage was done
It's cold as you fade into the sun
Where'd you go? To me.

But you're alive!
Well, it's only
Fallen frames, they told me
You stand out, it's so loud
And so what if it is?
It's cold as you face into the wind
Where to go?
(Tonight a sun shall see its light)

So what if you catch me,
Where would we land?
In somebody's life
For taking his hands
Sing to me hope as she's
Thrown on the sand
All of our work
Is rated again
Where to go?

And you were somehow
The rain this thing could allow
I tried
But it's all wrong
You're so strong
And this life and work
And choice took far too long
Where to go?
(Tonight a sun shall see its light)

So what if you catch me,
Where would we land?
In somebody's life
For taking his hands
Sing to me hope as she's
Thrown on the sand
All of our work(worth)
Is rated again

And I was sure you'd follow through
The world was turned to blue(so fair)
When you'd hide your songs would die
So I'd hide yours with mine
All my words were bound to fail
But I know you won't fail

See, I can tell...

Fair by Remy Zero