run - snow patrol

i'll sing it one last time for you
then we really have to go
you've been the only thing that's right
in all i've done

and i can barely look at you
but every single time i do
i know we'll make it anywhere
away from here

light up light up
as if you have a choice
even if you cannot hear my voice
i'll be right beside you dear

louder louder
and we'll run for our lives
i can hardly speak i understand
why you can't raise your voice to say

to think i might not see those eyes
makes it so hard not to cry
and as we say our long goodbyes
i nearly do

light up light up
as if you have a choice
even if you cannot hear my voice
i'll be right beside you dear

louder louder
and we'll run for our lives
i can hardly speak i understand
why you can't raise your voice to say

slower slower
you don't time for that
all i want's to find an easier way
to get out of our little heads

have heart my dear
we're bound to be afraid
even if it's just for a few days
making up for all this mess

light up light up
as if you have a choice
even if you cannot hear my voice
i'll be right beside you dear

what do you mean, 'that was fast'?

first day back at school. slight difference in layout with the construction of new student centre. looks hype. compared to what's in the back. not a difficult feat.
thursdays are my long days, but with all my interesting courses. first up, 'world religions: western traditions' @ 9:00 am. now i can get my sunday school on for marks. two hours later (12:00) i gots my 'solar system and intro to modern astrophysics'. this course looks like it will rip out my brain, wipe it's butt with it and shove it back into my head via some yet to be discovered use of a baseball bat. i like 4th year physics courses for 2nd year. and the book is $180 of 6 lb. goodness. without the pretty pictures =(. 3 hours after that (4:00) i have two hours of linguistics! yipeee! after this course i should be able to make up words with even MORE impunity and three times the authority. stick THAT in your ear, webster.

something old: i did the crossword and the jumble, as usual and i FINISHED IT! in about 30 minutes. that's sick.
something new: instead of taking the newspaper like i usually do, i just took out the section containing said crossword/jumble and put the rest back on the stand.
something blue: that would be my shirt. and jeans. and glasses. and 'fanny pack' - or as that woman at the ACC gate said prior to my watching the slovakia/russia match:
"Sir, can you open up that purse- i mean bag..."
*gasp*"I call it a purse too!!!"
"Okay, you're clear."
i wanted to hug her but there were other people in line.

once more with feeling

somebody told me that i should write more personal entries, entries with which to portray my feelings to my avid readers. true, most of my entries lean towards mundane and amusing, steering clear of 'feelings' and 'personal' items. i do so enjoy writing silly things in the guise of serious business. so i assume that this person wanted me to write about the girl that i feel affection for and would like to read some of my pointless repinings on the subject matter because it could potentially be a delectable piece of juicy gossip. here is a tidbit from my private stash of 'things i write/say to myself about the girl - nay, woman - that i like and/or love':

"the hairs of her faint moustache writhe like decapitated worms as she sips her tea. i presume that it is the convection currents emanating from the hot tea that cause the hairs to gyrate so. watching this makes my heart yearn to pour tea for her forever, to fill her cup until it overfloweth with the abundance of my warm, fuzzy feelings, to comb back her eyebrows into sleek, sexy, muskrat-tail arches. i think she's the one. i know she's the one."

i'm wearing white tomorrow

did i mention that i'm done working at the day care (for this summer at least)? no? that's because i haven't really blogged anything since... a few weeks ago.

and thus ends another chapter of herman being harassed by little girls and little boys pretending to be little girls. aware that my tenure at the daycare was coming to an end, the girls rallied together and ambushed me every morning with wrist-dragging, bum-smacking good fun. granted these girls don't get to see me often since i'm with the older group, so i let them have their fun. and this other less little girl, lydia, would defend me and try to pry the other girls off. i thought that was cute.

the other teachers teased me about my 'girlfriends' and the boys would 'ooh' and 'eew' jealously as well. i would complain how i had to add two or three of them together (age-wise) to even consider it. obviously my charms are mis-aligned to the wrong demographic.

~

i went to the russia/slovakia game last night, my very first live hockey game, courtesy of wilbiks and his cottaging uncle. eventful it was, 7 goals total. several of the beautiful variety, alexander ovechkin living up to some of his hype. throughout the night, someone in one of the rows behind me kept heckling Zdeno Chara with comments debasing his skills, yelling 'zedaaaaaaaaaaaayno' everytime he hit the ice, etc. that was funny. mildly drunken colour commentary always is. he also gave the same treatment to Ilya Kovalchuk. too bad we were way up in the purple seats where no player could have possibly heard us. or maybe they did. both played subdued games, but not quite as subdued as the crowd in general. intermittent slovakian or russian cheers went up in sparse pockets of the arena. fans with more beer in them would often start cheering the Leafs or start singing O Canada.

nancy drew - relient k

i've got this thing for Nancy Drew;
her hair is blonde, her eyes are blue;
yeah, i think i'm falling in love.

i wish she'd say she'd marry me,
and why she won't is a mystery;
yeah, i know it's me she thinks of.

Nancy Drew,
why, i love you;
yes, i do.

one time these criminals with their guns,
they thought it would be fun
to try and kill my Nancy Drew!

i jumped out and saved her life,
then asked her to be my wife;
she said, "no, i'll never marry you!"

Nancy Drew,
why, i love you;
yes, i do.
Nancy Drew,
why, i love you;
yes, i do.

it's a really big mystery,
i'll put the Hardy Boys on the case;
'cause no time in history
has someone denied my face,
has someone denied my face.

Nancy Drew,
why, i love you;
yes, i do.
Nancy Drew,
why, i love you;
yes, i do.

and i'll be true
to you,
my Nancy Drew