Do I Bother To Finish Packing?

I am suppost to be going to see my boyfriend and all my friends in Penn State this weekend. But as of late, it seems like I'm not wanted there. So now it's my decision as to whether I go or not. My plans of having a great birthday, have gone to hell in a hand basket. So do I stay home and help my mom with her comp homework, or do I go and see everyone anyway? I guess I could always stay in one of my other friends rooms. They seem to want to see me.

Angel

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckageOf your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here


It seems so weird to me to know that my neice has been gone for 6 months. That a child so small could hold so much love. And yet people of all walks of life hold grudges, yell get mad and say all kinds of mean things to eachother. It's sad that it took a 6 year old to teach me that life is more than just getting up and going to school and going to bed. If anyone had room to bitch and complain it was her. She weighed 31 pounds dressed braces and all. She had people try to come and take her away from her parents. She had to sleep with a feeding tube and live with a wheelchair. And do you think I ever once heard that child say why me? Why do I have to be like this? No I never did. She lived each day like she had no other. Let me explain something to you people. Kids who have "problems" see the beauty in everything. When I saw her, I saw NO chair. I saw her "legs". So you know what. Maybe we need to take a lesson from those who can't and those who don't know. Because they truly are the only people who give a damn about anyone else.

~MORE LATER~