Booyaka, the exchange rate is slowly getting better. Of course, it can abruptly change at any time, but I’m hoping it wont. Cuz that would be bad. I do believe I am now into the 40-some days until I leave. This is scary. But oh-so-very exciting and fabulous. Let’s bounce!
Alright guys, I know I say this several times a week, but my musical tastes are going haywire. Cuz it’s been like, 2 or 3 weeks and the radio music is slowly degrading itself whereas happy poppy and punky music is making a steady rise in the favourites zone. This is a good thing, they’re so much less depressing. I know how SOME people are giving me condescending looks for liking the music that I like now but too friggin’ bad pour toi, cuz that aint gonna change NOTHIN’. Muahahahaha. Oh, Da, the Miracles Happen version on here is SO weird, it’s sung by a guy in Chinese or something. Maybe it’s French. I don’t even know anymore. But it’s odd. It must mean something.
I like delivering flyers in the rain. I wore my jacket, but then it started raining so I took it off. ‘Twas so funny, mom and dad were all hooded and raincoated up and I was wearing a little boys’ t-shirt from Wal-Mart. I just felt like adding that detailed description.
“Grew up in a small town,
and when the rain would fall down I'd just stare out my window.
Dreamin' of what could be and if I' d end up happy, I would pray.
Trying not to reach out, but when I tried to speak out
felt like no one could hear me.
Want4ed to belong here,
but something felt so wrong here. So I'd pray I could BREAKAWAY.
I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly,
I’ll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Make a wish, take a chance, make a change and BREAKAWAY.
Out of the darkness and into the sun,
but I wont forget all the ones that I love.
Take a risk, take a chance, make a change and BREAKAWAY.”