One Tree Hill (because I'm juvenile sometimes), Friends (because I hate to think that it's really over), Bad Girls Club (as a redeeming factor, it's the only reality t.v. that I watch), The Dog Whisperer
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky...
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing...
The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill for the caged bird
sings of freedom...
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own...
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing...
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
-Maya Angelou
Who I'd like to meet: Maya Angelou, Erika Jong, Naomi Wolf
Hi Kelly, I have been not bad. I've been busy with school. I hope to be done by Fall. My life mainly consists of School, Work and some online gaming. How have you been?
Thank you for the implied offer (or, if I misinterpreted, then your sound advice) but I have no time for soup! Off to San Francisco tomorrow morning for a karaoke/NFL weekend with Brando. Whee...
It sort of did. Layering the karaoke on TOP of the booze, though, has made my throat scratchier than normal and my cough a little more painful. Does that even mean it worked at all? :)
Sorry for buggin ya on Saturday night. I was excited to be back and I actually missed you Kelly! Homework blows. Call me if ya wanna have Thai for lunch later this week. Miss ya buttmunch.
Saw your status...I hear ya loud and clear chica. Keep on truckin' though :) I want to see the apartments ASAP...I'm itching to get out of my current place.
1. Thanks! 2. You haven't figured half of them out by now? 3. I used to write songs willy-nilly. I wrote that one like 15 months ago and it popped into my head for some reason this morning.
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky...
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing...
The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill for the caged bird
sings of freedom...
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own...
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing...
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
-Maya Angelou
