Her bedroom is her temple, her books and stereo her muse
And she feels humbled by this equation, and sets fire to all her shoes
Not because of Heaven and Hell. She's just not leaving anytime soon
And as the smoke pours out her window, a face forms behind the moon
And it looks like the face of Jesus, but if it's Jesus, she needs proof
Ah, Rain Maida, you never fail to make me smile, between your excellent acoustics, haunting voice, and dark lyrics (and that's not even bringing up his kick-ass falsetto.)
Well then, where should I begin... I can't quite remember when my last post was, but odds are I haven't been doing very much since then. The only change that has happened lately is that the new classes I've got going on this semester are dolling out a fair deal more homework than those of the first... which doesn't make for a very exciting blog post, if I do say so myself.
*mental note to self*-Think of things to write about before you actually commence writing. It makes it actually worth reading.
Wait! I lied, I do have one thing that I want to say something about! Valentines day is just around the corner! Minus the terribly grim history, I do really enjoy this time of year, A) because (as a friend of mind continually reminds me) I'm a hopeless romantic, and B) for the first time in my life, I actually have someone to enjoy Valentines day with (Um... if you're reading this (and you know who you are) it's not that I didn't enjoy last Valentines... but I think you know what I mean, right?)
The stormmaker says it ain't to bad
The dreammakers gonna make you mad
The spaceman says "Everybody look down!
It's all in your mind!"
Yeah, y'know what, that's all I've got for tonight
G'night, sleep well, and wish me luck that my next post may be better
-Your very own "Dreammaker"