Weekend to myself

First, a musical interlude. Ingram Hill's Will I Ever Make It Home, a little country twang for you:


I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me that I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down
and I wondered

Will I ever make it home, will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind ,till there is no turning back,
Will i ever make it home, get to where
I wanna be, find the ones who wait for me ..to the place were i belong..
Will I ever make it home
The plans that I had were quickly destroyed
The problem was one I couldn’t avoid
They welcomed me to stay overnight
I’m too tired to complain so I just might

Will I ever make it home, to the place I recognize
Far from here and where I’ve been, and all the things that I’ve been shown
Will I ever make it home, can they keep me here for good
Where I hardly know a soul, and my fear keeps going on
Will I ever make it home

My weariness keeps growing inside
My patience is starting to subside
And I hope I’ll be there soon
It can’t be long, or I’ll fall through

I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me that I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down

Will I ever make it home, will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind, till there is no turning back
Will I ever make it home, get to where I wanna be
Find the ones who wait for me, to the place where I belong

I'm spending my time trying to nurse my cold. I will continue to be antisocial all weekend. Oh, I thought I would share, my favorite male gymnast...Paul Hamm got to keep his gold medal. yeeey, cutie with a gold medal.

I talked to Giesey today over im. I miss the townhouse boys. They were going to Market Cross tonight. There will be a drink in my honor. sigh. I miss school. Anyways, it is now uber late...i think it is bed time.