We are like pendulums
Our arms swinging at our sides
And I am a good little clock
Walking along power lines

I'm thinking like a swinging door
Hinging on these changing thoughts
Between the pull up to the shore
And the push off

In the lines of footprints in the snow
All along the edges of the road
I haven't even walked my block
Since I moved out here years ago

The secret lives of twist ties
The hidden story in one line

In the lines of footprints in the snow
All along the edges of the road
I haven't even walked my block
Since I moved out here years ago

We are like pendulums
Our arms swinging at our sides
And I am a good little clock
I'm ticking off the time

The distant lights are twinkling
It means there is a wind
That blows the trees against themselves
And hard into this house I'm sleeping in
I'm sleeping in

-Sarah Harmer

tomorrow (later today) i go back to school for my sixth semester... suppossedly three more in my undergraduate  career... hmm...

at school i will face responsibility, distraction, frustration, anticipation, and a whole lot of work and fun mixed together in a wonderufl smoothie of life...

mmm... yay.

Are they calling for our last dance?
I see it in your eyes. In your eyes.
Same old moves for a new romance.
I could use the same old lies, but I'll sing,
Shine on, just, shine on!
Close your eyes and they'll all be gone.
They can scream and shout that they've been sold out,
But it paid for the cloud that we're dancing on.
So shine on. Just shine on!
With your smile just as bright as the sun.
'Cause they're all just slaves to the gods they made
But you and I just shone.
Just shone.
And when silence greets my last goodbye,
The words I need are in your eyes, and I'll sing.
Shine On, just, shine on!
Close your eyes and they'll all be gone.
They can scream and shout that they've been sold out,
But it paid for the cloud that we're dancing on.
So shine on. Just shine on!
With your smile just as bright as the sun.
'Cause they're all just slaves to the gods they made,
But you and I just shone.
Just shone.

--James Blunt

hm.. semester numero seis is coming up. i head back early for winter training sessions, since there is a vast difference between first and second semesters.. eh. oh well. it gives me a chance to see folks and to get things in order before the insanity of next semester hits me like a ton or two of bricks.

ridiculous things i am scheduled to do next semester:

art and history of film - awesome class, but i'm going to die. 9 hours of film per week = dead. but there are some awesome people in the class with me, so i'll get to watch 9 hours of film a week with awesome people. that's cool with me.

horsemanship 1 - heh.. i like being an upperclassman and getting to take fun classes with my friends. i just have to figure out a way to get to the barn every week... oh well.

theater arts - i'm excited for the class, though not so much the people i'm taking it with. oh well. brenneman is teaching it, so that'll be cool.

3d design - yeah for juniors taking 101 level art classes.. woo! it'll be a good time though, zingg and mast are in there with me. woo!

graphic design II - sweet class with sweet people... but a sketch prof. oh well. we'll give him the royal once over and once he treads upon my shoes... i'm moving back into dave's office and never coming out again.

intro to sociology - chances are pretty good i'll be dropping this class in favor of...

graphic design internship - woo! real world experience, anyone? a production company in rochacha tapped me for some photoshop work for which i get no money but 1 credit hour and sweet references and resume stuff.

k... so that's the academic side of things.. in addition, i need to find an actual job which will prolly just end up being working in the mac lab like always, which i am so down with, since the mac books in the art building are nice, but they don't have tablets which are my preferred material for working.

yeah.. otherwise, i'm still RAing with a couple of new girls on my floor, so this'll be fun.

and heere weeee gooo!!!