Two-part post

[bloodygranuaile]

Part One: Deep Song Lyric Post
Where do we go from here?
This isn't where we intended to be.
We had it all
You believed in me
I believed in you

Certainties disappear
What do we do for our dream to survive
How do we keep all our passions alive
As we used to do?

Deep in my heart I'm concealing
Things that I'm longing to say
Scared to confess what I'm feeling
Frightened you'll slip away
You must love me
You must love me

Why are you at my side?
How can I be any use to you now?
Give me a chance and I'll let you see how
Nothing has changed.

Deep in my heart I'm concealing
Things that I'm longing to say
Scared to confess what I'm feeling
Frightened you'll slip away
You must love me
You must love me
You must love me

Part Two: 'OMG-I'm-So-Stressed' Whining

Thank God I have no "normal" homework. I do have exam studying, figuring out the logistics for my German exam, my Concordia cultural assignment (and having Mme Berardo review it), and shopping/packing/listmaking/finding shit, and dealing with this stupid camera thing, and little things like AP summer assignments and Show Band. Plus I've done three interviews for the Vietnam thing this week, including two today, and have more Vietnam work, and have volunteered to maybe help with post-interviewy stuff like filming the memorabilia. Plus I'm ushering Sunday and Tuesday. And we have contra Saturday. And I keep being like "Yeah I'll do this, that and the other thing..." I mean, one of the interviews I did today wasn't even mine. It was Pam's, but she was working the camera, and needed someone to ask the actual questions, and none of the other losers in our class would give up one hour of their afternoon to do it, so I did, even though I already had given up part of my afternoon for an interview. I'd better get a very good grade on this project. And db should be very glad I like history, 'cos I didn't do it for Pam.

And now to take a shower and try to get back to my FCA assignment, although this may require re-hijacking the computer from Tim.