How many kings stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Only one…
Dear friend,
I’ve been thinking about you lately, wondering how you’ve been getting by. I have the feeling that you are hurting–Something’s telling me inside. These words are coming down from heaven, I hope they’ll make you realize:There’s so much love He has for you, more than you can comprehend! He is standing at the door, He’s hopin’ you will let Him in. He can wipe away your tears, give you strength to carry on. Through these hard and painful days, He will help you find your way, find your way back home. In this letter of love.
Dear friend,
I wish that you were with me, words come easy eye to eye. But since the distance separates us, let Him hold you when you cry. There’s so much love He has for you and a peace you can’t describe. So that’s why I’m pouring out my heart on this page you’re reading now. What I have I give to you, I can’t keep it all inside. Like a river to the sea, His love is flowing out of me: the love of Christ I share with you in this letter of love.
In this letter of love I’m writing to you I pray you’ll make peace with God and start anew. If you would give him your heart your life would change. He’s reaching out–Yes, God has open arms for you…in this letter of love.
Dear friend,
I’ve been thinking about you lately, wondering how you’ve been getting by. Dear friend, for you I am praying, that you’ll accept the love of Christ.
Dear friend…
My Friend.
Ever since I was introduced to Regina Spektor this past march, I’ve always been able to rely on her music as a catalyst for my emotions.
I love how music(in general) has that ability. How it can draw you inside of it and stir up so many emotions, some of which you didn’t know existed, or thought were long dead.
One minute you can be happy and carefree, but listen to the wrong song and your emotions can do a 180 quicker than you thought possible. They say your sense of smell is the greatest sense that can recall a memory, but for me I think it may be my sense of sound.
I can listen to a song I haven’t heard in years and remember every word, and be able to recall certain people, places, or things in my life that I’ve associated with that song. Not only that, but lyrics in songs I’ve never heard before cause instant recollections of the same, causing me to associate the two together.
Anyways(the above was a HUGE rabbit trail), back on track to my girl Regina. Her song Samson(which I must say I fell in love with before the rest of America caught on) is awesome. Read the lyrics here and think about what the song means to you before reading my thoughts.
Hold the milk, put back the sugar
They are powerless to console
We’ve gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend’s cereal bowl.
Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto
That he taught us to repeat:
“You will lose it in your gym class, if you wait til noon to eat”.
Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft
Every Monday he’d say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune:
Chorus:
WHEN THE TOAST IS BURNED
AND ALL THE MILK HAS TURNED
AND CAPTAIN CRUNCH IS WAVING FAREWELL,
WHEN THE BIG ONE FINDS YOU MAY THIS SONG REMIND YOU
THAT THEY DON’T SERVE BREAFAST IN HELL
I’m listening to three CDs my ex Rhema gave me.
Does it bring back memories of her and I? Not really. We never listened to them together and none of the songs were ‘our song’(save the song, Come What May, which is probably the best song in the entire universe).
I just remembered I had the music and really felt like listening to it. The mixes are just perfect.
The song, The Distance, by Evan & Jaron is really awesome. Wanna read the lyrics? Click below
I’ve run my ship aground
on the rocks of the soul
There’s no lie like independence
there’s no demon like control
I’ve fanned the burning embers
til my house was on fire
There’s no parody like power
There’s no fever like desire
I’ve drained the wine of darkness
to the dregs of deceit
There’s no drug as strong as pride
There’s no blindness like conceit
I’ve railed against the mountain
With a pickaxe and a file
There’s no minefield like presumption
There’s no death wish like denial
There’s no gunshot like conviction
There’s no conscience bulletproof
There’s no strength like utter weakness
There’s no insult like the truth
I’ve adjusted my prescription
til I couldn’t trust my vision
there’s no killer like convenience
there’s no sickness like omission
I’ve amended resolutions and resisted explanation
There’s no trap door like emotion
There’s no pit like reputation
There’s no cancer like ambition
There’s no cure like crucifixion
You know, a part of me is really starting to hate LJ. I haven’t posted in such a long time, and every night I feel like it’s there..taunting me….mad at me for not using it. Then, when I finally get on I feel as though I really don’t have anything worthwhile to say. Take now, for example. It’s 8am, and I don’t have to be at work til 4. Which would seem like a good thing except that all this week I’ve been busting my butt, working 20 hour shift graveyard shifts, and I’m not even done yet. Next week will be the same thing. This retail world I’m in…wow it is a mad, mad world.
While on that work subject, one of the current member’s only for work is Selah’s Hiding place album. All the songs on it are really awesome, and I’m starting to really dig the album’s title track, but ‘Before the throne of God above’ really has just snagged me from the get go. Check it out:
Before the throne of God above
I have a strong, a perfect plea
A great high Priest whose Name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me
My name is graven on His hands
My name is written on His heart
I know that while in heaven He stands
No tongue can big me there depart
No tongue can bid me there depart
When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end to all my sin
Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me
To look on Him and pardon me
Behold Him there the risen Lamb
My perfect spotless righteousness
The great unchangeable I AM
The Kind of glory and of grace
One with Himself I cannot die
My soul is purchased by His blood
My life is hid with Christ on high
With Christ my Savior and my God!
With Christ my Savior and my God!
I also found this great video about what happens when a guy finds out his wife has been cheating on him. I’ve embedded it below.
So this is the season for ‘first’ communion for catholic children. I’m not really sure of the details, but I feel bad for them already. So many people come into my store, wanting to buy stuff for them. Which at first glance, seems really awesome. Until the majority of people end up buying cross necklaces, roseries, catholic kids bibles, and picture frames. Yeah, I’d love to be a catholic kid and get 4 Bibles, 8 necklaces, and 20 pictures frames from people I don’t really know but my parents told them about it so they felt obligated to buy me something.
The sad thing? Most of the people who come into my store to get something…aren’t catholic. Aren’t Christian. Aren’t…anything. They seem so out of place. Whats worse–when I try to suggest something the child might enjoy(like a dvd or a game or another book) these non-educated people suddenly become experts, and tell me that as a first communion gift, the items I just suggested are the devil. I’m sorry, but didn’t you just tell me you had no idea what to get him? Yes, fine. Get the child a cross. He’s catholic, right? I’m sure he doesn’t have about a zillion of those already. Oh and while you’re at it, heres a boring catholic children’s bible. I’d suggest an awesome bible they can actually read, understand, and enjoy but sadly you’re an ignorant fool and you’re cheaper than any jew thats ever come into this store.
And on the subject of jews…my shofars still haven’t been transfered from the fredricksburg store. I don’t even think they’ve mailed them yet. Grrr.
At the end of the day you’re another day older
And that’s all you can say for the life of the poor
It’s a struggle, it’s a war
And there’s nothing that anyone’s giving
One more day standing about, what is it for?
One day less to be living.
At the end of the day you’re another day colder
And the shirt on your back doesn’t keep out the chill
And the righteous hurry past
They don’t hear the little ones crying
And the winter is coming on fast, ready to kill
One day nearer to dying!
At the end of the day there’s another day dawning
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
Like the waves crash on the sand
Like a storm that’ll break any second
There’s a hunger in the land
There’s a reckoning still to be reckoned and
There’s gonna be hell to pay
At the end of the day!
This is…beautiful
Always On Your Side
My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away
But every now and then you come to mind
Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game
But when your name was called, you found a place to hide
When you knew that I was always on your side
Well everything was easy then, so sweet and innocent
But my demons and my angels reappeared
Leavin’ only traces of the man you thought I’d be be
Too afraid to hear the words I’d always feared
Leavin’ you with only questions all these years
But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are you left to wonder, all alone, eternally
This isn’t how it’s really meant to be
No it isn’t how it’s really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, but never is it clear,
How to pull it close and make it stay
Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away
And I’m left to carry on and wonder why
Even through it all, I’m always on your side
But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are we left to wonder, all alone, eternally
But is this how it’s really meant to be
No it isn’t how it’s really meant to be
Well if they say that love is in the air, never is it clear
How to pull it close and make it stay
If butterflies are free to fly, why do they fly away
Leavin’ me to carry on and wonder why
Was it you that kept me wondering through this life
When you know that I was always on your side
I miss my friends. I can’t wait for church tonight.
Just to be able to come together and worship God, learn about Him, and have fellowship with the people that mean the most to me.
I have…alot on my mind. I’m sad. I feel hurt, betrayed, and angry. Why can’t I let this go? Why would God put desires for someone in my heart who doesn’t want to be with me? I was perfectly fine in my ignorance of certain things, and then she had to visit me and break open my heart. She had to tell me she never really loved me. We talked for four hours. Four hours! We would have kept talking if i hadn’t have walked her to her car and told her to go home. Why? Why did I even let her go?
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do
I’m crying now. And not just because of her. Because of everything. Because I’m a sinner. Because I am so not worth redemption and yet Jesus died for me anyway. Because every time I think about the things I’ve done to her, I realize that the last thing she ever needs is me in her life, and yet the thought of being without her rips me apart inside. Dear God, show us whats right. Show us what you want for us. I don’t want to take another step without knowing that you want me to take it. Lead us where you want us to go, and take away these feelings if I’m not supposed to have them.
Sigh. It needs to be 6pm already.
I just got back from Tuesday night Bible study. It went really really well. We went through chapter 3 of the book of Revelation. I didn’t stay for too long afterwards. I’m not really sure why. I just.. didn’t feel like being too social. As much as the NCG has helped me, I still have major issues when it comes to relating to people in groups. And the more I’m thinking of it, the more I’m starting to realize that fear of man is coming into it way less than I first thought. In the past, I’m sure fear of man held me back–but now, it’s not so much fear of than it is I just have no idea what to say or talk about. My mind goes blank and I just sit/stand there, not saying anything. If someone says something to me, I’ll respond, and perhaps a conversation will develop. But after I while of not thinking of things to say I just leave. Yeah. I need help. But then again you all already knew that, LOL. Oh how I envy you social butterflies, you happy-go-lucky talkative bubblebees.
On a different note, It rained today so the MAG booth at the PWC fair was canceled.(Hence why I was able to go to the Bible study) And because it rained, I was reminded of a song. And yes… I will you an LJ cut!
I sit alone
In the dark theatre watchin’ the people go by
Hand in hand
Everybody but me
Oh
I stay behind
Watchin’ the credits roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
I know, I won’t cry
Cause there is somebody somebody somebody waitin’ for me
Out in the rain
Oh cry
Not tonight
Because there is somebody waitin’ for me
Oh yeah
I take a walk
The streets are busy tonight
And I am searching for you
Waiting to brush your shoulder
But I’m alone
I watch the faces roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
But I know, I won’t cry
Cause’ there’s somebody somebody somebody waitin’ for me
Out in the rain
Oh cry
Not tonight
Because there is somebody waitin’ for me
How many words will go unspoken
‘Til I hear knockin’ upon my door
I’m not talkin’ the night I spent heart broken
But tonight I know
I won’t cry no more
Oh
I lie awake
I left the porch light on
I hope it helps you to find your way
Outside
I hear the thunder roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
But I know, I won’t cry
Cause’ there is somebody somebody somebody waitin’ for me
Out in the rain
Not gonna cry tonight
No cause there is somebody waitin’ for me
Not gonna cry tonight
No
No no no no
Oh
Not gonna cry
Not tonight cause there is somebody waitin’ for me
I stay behind
Watchin’ the credits roll by
Roll roll roll right by me
Yay! Wasn’t that a cool song? I thought so.
I have much, much more to say but for some reason my brain is blank.
I’ll leave you with a sinfest comic.
Well, so far, as my subject says.. tonight has been a fairly good night. Not too much has happened, but I was able to spend some time with my mom and chill with Eric for a little while.
As most of you know, Friday is Stargate night. And tonight’s episodes were repeats, but they had to do with time travel so I convinced my mom to watch them with me(she loves time travel stuff)
Lucky for me, Melissa and Eric came home (Eric is spending the weekend at our house because it easier than going back and forth from DC everyday) and so while Melissa relaxed outside, mom, Eric, and I watched some Stargate. During the commercials I got to talk with him a little and find out more about him, which was pretty cool. I also found out from my mom that he is a Christian, so what did I do? I invited him to GCC with me this Sunday. I’m not sure if he’ll accept (Melissa doesn’t want to go and I think that might sway his decision) But I’m hopeful. Plus he told me he hadn’t been to church in a while(you know how the army is) So I really hope(and pray) that he’ll say yes. Plus I think it would be cool bonding time for us.
Well, now it’s 10pm. And GUESS WHAT? I am so not tired yet. SO I’ll probably carry out the same plan I had last night–except oh yeah! Tomorrow is my last day of work for 2 whole weeks, and then Sunday I get to go to church! Yay!
What else can I tell you? I guess I can continue by asking a series of random questions that I know no one will respond to, but at least it will allow me to ‘post’ my thoughts out loud.
Sometimes I wonder if I make too big a deal about stuff. You know, like concerning Rhema and I. More specifically about our current situation. Sometimes I feel like everyone who knows me knows how I feel about it and how broken up inside I am. But is that the right course of action to take? As far as I know, Rhema is practically the opposite. I think she goes by the viewpoint of “Even if I showed how I felt it wouldn’t change anything” mindset. Is that how I should be as well? I mean, sometimes I think it’s good that I kinda ‘let me emotions’ hang out, that way people can see the real me and see how much I care about her, but then at the same time I feel that it makes me look immature and stupid. So I don’t know what to do. I think for now I’m just going to try to avoid the topic with people, and hope that no one starts/continues to ask about it.
Rhema is happy. I can tell by her posts in her livejournal that’s shes happy. Shes serving her parents and trusting God and shes really happy. I wonder.. did I ever make her that happy? I want her to lead a good, happy life. And as much as I want to be with her, and as much as I want us to be together–I want what’s best for her. Sometimes I get scared and think that I’m not it. Ever since her and I stopped talking shes gotten closer with her parents and been a generally more happy person. Was I holding her back? God, I hope I wasn’t. I pray that I wasn’t. I guess theres really no way to tell until her parents let her and I start talking again. LOL, I love her so much. I really believe it’s God’s will for us to be together, but then I look at how things have been these past couple days and I start thinking that shes better off without me. Grrr. evil thoughts, I tell ya! yes, I know I’m rambling. I just need to trust God that HE is working all of this out for HIS glory. And I know He is. It just isn’t on my timetable. But I still miss her. And I really think that no matter what happens, I know I’m never going to be able to lay down the hope of someday being with her. The only way that would happen is if she actually married someone else.
Heres another random question: does anyone actually read this? I know I got this journal like, 3 years ago, and even though sometimes I go for weeks(and sometimes months) without writing in it, I know a lot of people used to read this. I wonder if I lost my audience? Not that it matters–this journal is mainly for me anyway. Just a way for me to type out everything I am thinking/feeling so that I don’t bottle it up and go insane. ‘Cause, just incase you didn’t know it–girls(and society in general) do not dig the mentally insane. It’s just not a quality they go for. Yup, there you have it folks. My advice for the day on how to pick up chicks and be accepted by everyone. Rule number 1: Don’ be insane. Hey, that was pretty good! I should write a book!
You know what else I think about? I think about God a lot. I wonder sometimes, how my life would be different if I wasn’t a Christian. Not in a bad way, mind you–more of a “Thank God I’m a saved sinner!” sort of way. I know I could be closer to Him(but don’t we all think that?) But I know I’m right where I’m supposed to be. I used to get so upset when I thought about how I hadn’t gone back to college and finished my degree (especially when I see/hear about kids I used to know doing all this cool stuff for God) but then I realize that it was GOD who brought me to this point. And that’s pretty durn cool if you ask me. I was listening to this song today (I downloaded it to my IPOD, and actually I’ve been listening to it a lot) and some of the lyrics really spoke to me. Hehehehe that’s right, you guessed it–I’m about to quote them. But be happy, since I’m going to post the whole song, I’ll LJ-cut it and if you want to, feel free to click and read it. Anything in BOLD is what really speaks to me.
Chorus:
‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do
Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
For disregarding what is true, lovin’ sin instead of you
‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
Heaven presents another smash hit for Jesus
He keeps you rockin’ when we’re droppin’ phat masterpieces
We’re on the side of the God who’s been rejected
the One who took flesh, died, but who’s resurrected
Jesus, the full Godhead manifested
Grace and peace to all those chose and elected
Check it, but on the real things aren’t chill as they seem why?
Cash seems to make mad people blaspheme
That’s what the ill deed that man’s greed leads to
It’s got you bitin’ that hand that feeds you
He’s grieved to the heart, bone, and the marrow
All because God gets more respect from the sparrow
Jesus died for men, but who wants to live with Him?
Can’t stand Him they want the mammon, the Benjamins
And if it’s men then it’s within
the natural in the live of life of unrestricted sin
Huh, sounds fun but like a hand and a gun
sin and death go together like Sanford and Son
So this plan is done. It’s not hard to hear squads
talk hard and live like they don’t fear God
Plus we’re in the era of the Human Superstar,
but no matter who they are they fall tryin’ to pull a coupe de tat
Answer me, how can this be sensible?
Man tryin’ to overthrow God the invincible?
Learn this principle that I’m droppin’
God’s omnipotent, omnipresent, He’s omniscient and sovereign
That’s the first lesson now in this session from my crew
We need forgiveness, we know not what we do
Chorus:
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
For puffin’ blunts, and pullin’ stunts, and drinkin’ brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
For disregarding what is true, lovin’ sin instead of you
‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
I’m more than fascinated by the facets of creation and nature
I’m infatuated by the facts and attributes of my Creator
I wager this world don’t even know His name
and those who do they treat it like growin’ pains
and go insane when it’s mentioned feel the tension
between God and man, I ride the land and see there’s ‘nuff work to be done
between the earth and the One who made it
Everything belongs to Him (uh huh)
so we give props through songs and hymns just like David
But once again the sons of men have formed a pact
another culture without God is on the map
Lord, I apologize for all the guys
who go one way when you clearly say otherwise
‘Father forgive them’ for they don’t know your plan
Who can stop your motion or even slow your hand?
No one can!
But still this world they want to have a face off
with the soon coming King who’s runnin’ things like a racehorse
They pace off ten steps, turn and shoot
Haven’t even learned the route and to boot
swearin’ they can make it straight to God
but wait the odds are stacked up against the man
whose back is against the God whose hand rules the land
But ahh (ahh), what a relief to have my plan reversed
No longer am I down with planet Earth, where man is first
the actual fact was I was born with the natural knack cuz
to put God in the back and that’s backwards
Truthfully, I now belong exclusively
to the club where God is no longer where He used to be
Stop the mutiny, save the eulogy
Christ ain’t dead my naka
He’s livin’, I often pray
Chorus:
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
For disregarding what is true, lovin’ sin instead of you
‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
You wanna please the judge, please Jesus ‘cause He’s it
that’s most definite I represent like I believe it
Jesus be the Savior of every man true dat
Our sinned, killed Him once, kill Him again, will never do that
With a crew that sticks to facts from God’s Word like glue traps
peep the fly tunes that bring the Triune crew back
If you lack Christ you lack the realistic picture
Your view’s tainted
Then let’s repaint it with the scripture
So mentally you’ll vibe with the first century
Begin to see Christ who gave His life to save men for free
You’ll see the chains of sin (and the key)
the pains of sin (and the fee)
the names of you (and of me)
and the whole Adam family taking turns bangin’ in
nails and thorns you’ll see our sin that was hangin’ him
You’ll see Him raised and see the state of modern history
you’ll see the hate for God and wonder how this could be
but this to me is no mystery ‘cause it’s true
we need forgiveness, we know not what we do
Chorus:
(4X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
Cheatin’ on taxes, for corporate crimes and malpractice
Thievin’ for excess, for even worshippin’ the Lexus
For the life of sin and bein’ proud of it, for shifty politics
for teachin’ ten year olds to pack gats wit’ the hollow tips
For the braggin,’ the Godless rappin,’ the kidnappin,’
shootin’ and stabbin,’ for ridin’ Satan’s bandwagon
Chorus:
(4X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’
For trashin’ up Your planet, breakin’ every commandment
Takin’ Your grace for granted, livin’ life unlike You planned it
Ahhh, how can this be? On Your earth yet we have no worth ‘cause we’re separated.
Look at us making moves, runaway trains on our own tracks.
Only you can bring us back. Thank You Lord for Jesus Christ.
You came after us, but not like some wicked slavemaster coming to get a runaway slave. More like a loving Father coming to get His runaway children. Forgive us Lord
Ok. So I’m off to read more of Micah. Keep me in your prayers.
~Nick
1 Timothy 1:15
Look at what’s happened to me,
I can’t believe it myself.
Suddenly I’m up on top of the world,
It should’ve been somebody else.
Believe it or not,
I’m walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it’s just me.
Just like the light of a new day,
It hit me from out of the blue.
Breaking me out of the spell I was in,
Making all of my wishes come true.
Believe it or not,
I’m walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be?
Believe it or not it’s just me
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I can’t live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Don’t pay no attention to me
I got a disease
I think that I’m sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that won’t take long till
I’m free of my disease
Yeah, I thought I’d start this post out with the lyrics to a song I’m listening to. Sooo awesome. 
Well, work went by.. now I have 4 days off! Yay! It was really weird–during the second half of work I was really tired, and then, when I had 30 minutes left of work, I suddenly got the urge to work work work! Like, I was hell on wheels(except no wheels, and a lot less fire)
After work I got home, and in the middle of eating dinner, totally remembered my Mom’s birthday is tomorrow and I still had to get her something! Ahhh! Whats a guy to do? Well, I got my brother to go with me, and we went to Target and got her a nice present. I’ll tell you all what it is tomorrow (just incase she happens to read this)
Now I’m back home, and Jb and I are going to play Megaman until it’s time for Rhema and I to have our ‘Saturday’ phone conversation.
Yay tomorrow is Sunday! Ok, so heres my plans for my days off—
Sunday–church, then picking up a birthday cake for my mom, then going out to a birthday lunch for my Mom at Olive Garden.
Monday–Going to Leesburg to see Rhema on her Lunch break.
Tuesday–no plans 
Wednesday– no plans
Wanna help me fill my schedule? leave me a comment and I’ll see if I can work you in! 
I found Lyrics to “Hey Mister” by Custom.
Hey Mister I really like your daughter,
I’d like to eat her like ice cream
maybe dip her in chocolate
Hey Mister on your way over
in your Volvo, suit, and tie
Well, be crawling in your bed soon
messing around, maybe getting high
It’s not what ya did,
It’s not what ya didn’t
God gave her a perfect body
and now I’m all up in it.
It’s not she’s a tramp.
It’s not she’s not pure.
She just likes getting her fuck on,
and its good for that I’m sure
Hey Mister I really like your daughter.
When I’m horny like thirsty
She’s a bottle of water.
Hey Mister how’d it get so bad
You raised her so well
and now she’s calling me dad
in the back seat naked of a new Volkswagen
the perfect little gift for high school graduation.
It’s not what ya did,
It’s not what ya didn’t
God gave her a perfect body
and now I’m all up in it.
It’s not she’s a tramp.
It’s not she’s not pure.
She just likes getting her fuck on,
and its good for that I’m sure
Nana na nana na,
Nana na nana na,
Nana na nana na,
ha hahaha ha ha haha
I eat all the food in your fridge
Call my friends around the world
Rack up your long distance do
Breakstands neutral drops
Wreck all your cars
Drink all the booze in your cheezy ass wet bar
Order stuff on your credit cards
Leave boogers in the skippy jar
Smoke your cigars
Answer the phone tell your boss you moved to mars
When you call in late from work tell your wife
You’re at the titty bars
It’s not what ya did,
It’s not what ya didn’t
God gave her a perfect body
and now I’m all up in it.
It’s not she’s a tramp.
It’s not she’s not pure.
She just likes getting her fuck on,
and its good for that I’m sure
I can’t lie I have to tell the truth
My commandments says I’m a total spoof
Your daughter’s a freak
Your daughter’s a pro
When I’m done with her
She’ll do one of your bros
I hope I’ll never have a daughter
I hope I’ll never have a daughter
I hope I’ll never have a daughter
I hope I’ll never have a daughter
Nana na nana na,
Nana na nana na,
Nana na nana na,
Nana na nana naaaaaaaa!
So yeah. please no one respond telling me how horrible the song is. I know its horrible. But its a breath of fresh air….
I had planned on going through my LJ, and giving you guys links to what I consider to be my favorite posts. But I’m tired, so that will have to wait.
I just found out my brother can’t/won’t mow the yard(even if I pay him) cause my mom and/or sister won’t watch Hayli. Oh, the joy. Doesn’t phase me though. I’ll just end up paying different people a whole lot more money to come out and do it professionally. That is, unless, someone out there wants to do it for free? Any takers? LOL.
My stuff got here today! I am very excited. Now all I have to do is make it look cool and mail it away-. Yup, I know it sounded cryptic, but I can’t go into details right now. I’m mailing ‘the package” to someone, and I don’t want to give away any hints on what it is, incase they read this before they get it.
My mom and dad leave Sunday for FL. Dad is going there cause of work, and mom is going with him so she can visit with her mom for mother’s day. They won’t be back until May 15. That means that it’ll just be me and my sister in the house for 2 weeks. Oh fun fun! LOL. (somebody save me…)
It also means.. not only will I have to work on my birthday, but no one will be here to celebrate it. EH, oh well. No biggie. I’ve celebrated my birthday by myself before, and it looks like I’ll do it again. I’m only turning 22. LOL
Well, I’m tired. going to go lay down and eventually go to sleep. Call the cell if you wanna talk. (we should all know the number by now)
One more thing before I go for the night—I’m including this little snitbit of a song that was in my head ALLLLL day. It’s an old christian rap song. Old Skool. LOL. What can I say? I’m bored and now if you click the following link, you’ll get to read the lyrics….
Verse 1: Without the Alaa-Kasam!·
God said I Am· Because God is, without the show biz·
Ain’t no magic in His linguistics·
He is the definition of existence·
Because God is before any thing was·
and God did before anyone does·
From Alpha to Omega· without the·
booooom shaker· He had it going on long before He allowed Sega·
A Wennobaga· will take ya· on a long tour· but He’s got much more·
than you could ever explore· · Infinite· Omnipotent· without descent·
say what He means, means what He meant· ·
The Monumentous, Mr. Advantageous· So Magnifico and yet Solo·
Uno· “Oh No!”· did this mess up the photo in your God portfolio·
Well, prepare for the Bollo· · Cause you know· and I know·
and others do also· God is displaying and saying, “I Am That I AM”
Chorus: Forever past; I Am That I Am·
Forever present; I AM That I AM· Forever future;
I AM That I AM · The Great; I AM That I AM, That I AM
Verse 2: In the beginning was the Word·
and the Word was with God· and the Word was God·
and God is still large· · Though some find Him strange·
He can’t exchange· or rearrange· and you sure can’t change· ·
Makes Himself known· makes Himself heard· makes Himself seen·
all through the Word· · Sometimes a lot a little· sometimes in a riddle·
Sometimes when He’s revealing, it’s hard like peanut brittle· ·
But He’ll break it down into bite size pieces· with a complete thesis·
that we can eat up like Reese’s· · Peanut butter cup·
so good, to the roof of your mouth it’ll get stuck· ·
So you can savor· the flavor· forever·
to keep your spirit strong and your intellect clever· ·
Pull the lever, on all the things you think you know·
shed the dead leaves so you can grow· and sow·
and reap and expand· humble yourself under the
mighty hand of the one that’s saying· I AM
| Chorus | Break |
The Bridge: He’s Omnipresent· ["to the"-(Alternates)]·
up-down-left-right-broad-day-light-door-way-truth-life-Father-
Spirit-Jesus Christ
Verse 3: Back on the scene·
the ever existing Almighty Supreme·
the Theme· · who came to earth· thru a super natural birth·
to give the worthless some worth· ·
The Pharisees’ and The Sadducee’s·
always tried to catch Him up in a freeze· ·
But please, how could they do this·
catch the super-cala-fraj-expe-alla-smooth-ness· ·
every time they would try to judge·
He would step up to beat down the grudge· ·
He said “You know your father Abraham rejoiced to see my day.”.
They said “Hey!”· How do you know the father Abraham,·
your not even fifty years old my man?”·
He said “Verily, verily, understand·
Before Abraham was…, Yeah, I AM!
| Bridge |
I’m done with training.
I start my actual job on Wednesday.
Today is friday, and there is nothing to do.
Somebody Save me.
I feel my wings have broken
In your hands
I feel the words unspoken
Inside
When they pull you under
And I would give you any thing you want
You were all I wanted
All my dreams are falling down
Crawling round and round and round
Somebody save me
Let your waters break right through
Somebody save me
I don’t care how you do it
Just save, save
Come on
I’ve been waiting for you
I see the world has folded in your heart
I feel the waves crash down inside
And they pull me under
And I would give you anything you want
You were all I wanted
All my dreams have fallen down
Crawling round and round and round
Somebody save me
Let your waters break right through
Somebody save me
I don’t care how you do it
Just save, save
Come on
I’ve been waiting for you
All my dreams are on the ground
Crawling’ round and round and round
Somebody save me
Let your waters break right through
Somebody save me
I don’t’ care how you do it
Just save me, save me
I’ve made this whole world shine for you
Just save, save
Come on
I’m still waiting for you
Well, Stargate was awesome! (It was a new episode) I really hope to get the series on dvd one day. Anyway, I’m about to head off to bed–but one last note: I went to watch that Naruto episdoe that downloaded, and it wasn’t Naruto at all! All that time and I had to delete it and start anew. LOL.
Hey, I went on Launchcast after my previous update for the day, and listened to a pretty damn cool song. I’ve included the lyrics below. Oh, and if anyone is wondering, it’s not directed towards Sabrina at all. LOL.
Here it is!
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you,
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you
As years go by
I race the clock with you
But if you died right now
You know that I’d die too,
I’d die too
You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was
But still the second hand will catch us
Like it always does
We’ll make the same mistakes
I’ll take the fall for you
I hope you need this now
Cause I know I still do
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you
Should I bite my tongue?
Until blood soaks my shirt
We’ll never fall apart
Tell me why this hurts so much
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we’ll say, “remember when”
Just like we always do
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you
Yeah I’d spill my heart,
Yeah I’d spill my heart for you
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Mistakes like friends do
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Until the day I die
I’ll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day i die
I’ll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day i die
I’ll spill my heart for you
Until the day i die
Until the day I die
You tell me you’re in love with me
Like you can’t take your pretty eyes away from me
It’s not that I don’t want to stay
But every time you come too close I move away
I wanna believe in everything that you say
‘Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There’s things about me you just have to know
Sometimes I run
Sometimes I hide
Sometimes I’m scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night
Baby all I need is time
I don’t wanna be so shy
Every time that I’m alone I wonder why
Hope that you will wait for me
You’ll see that you’re the only one for me
I wanna believe in everything that you say
‘Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There’s things about me you just have to know
Sometimes I run
Sometimes I hide
Sometimes I’m scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night
Baby all I need is time
Come just hang around and you’ll see
There’s nowhere I’d rather be
If you love me, trust in me
the way that I trust in you
OK, so I am very big into music. And whenever I post lyrics on here it’s not just so I can find them later when I need to. Its because the songs are expressing something I am feeling or something I am going through–and I think that maybe someone out there is going through the same thing, or thinking about the same stuff, and maybe they haven’t heard the song yet.
So, with that, heres another song.
I’m finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it’s okay
The last thing I need is to be heard
But to hear what You would say
CHORUS
Word of God speak
Would You pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That You’re in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In Your holiness
Word of God speak
I’m finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice
REPEAT CHORUS 2x
I’m finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it’s okay
