Saturday, April 14, 2007

Gosh darn, it's been too long

So a lot has happened in the past nine months. No, I'm not pregnant, you fools, so get that out of your heads ;-)
I'm in 3 AP classes, and looking into advanced maths and sciences. Why, you may ask? Because the Academies look for that. Yes, the United States military academies. Them. More out of reach than the Ivy Leagues, yet so friggin close I can taste them.
My parents finally got divorced.
My father is getting remarried.
My mother bought a motorcyle and is learning how to drive it.
A dear friend of mine, Brittany May, died in a tornado.
And everytime I think of her, that sweet, sweet girl, only 17, the only thing that keeps running through my head is some lyrics by Kenny Chesney. Alex won't listen to the song anymore, because it makes her sad. But I think that right now being sad is about the only thing that's going to get me over this.
I don't know if anyone reads this thing, after my nearly year-long hiatus and my previous sporradic posting, but frankly, I don't care.
I need this out of my system.

Who You'd Be Today
by Kenny Chesney

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
I see your smile, I see your face
I hear you laughin' in the rain
Still can't believe you're gone.

It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I been through
Just knowin' no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder
Who you'd be today.

Would you see the world, would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies
Somedays the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy.

It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I been through
Just knowin' no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder
Who you'd be today.

Today, today, today
Today, today, today.

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know I'll see you again some day
Someday, someday...


Brittany, clear black nights and bonfires. I love you, girl.
~~your bodyguard.

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