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OKAY so here are my dreams of which there are 2:
NUMERO UNO:
There is a flaming comet coming through the sky. We are driving over a bridge and see it coming closer and closer and find out all too late that it is preceeded by a flaming Winnebago. It crashes down in front of us and then the comet follows and takes out the bridge behind us. Our car begins to fall and we all begin to pray our last pennance to God. We fall to our deaths as the angel sounds the alarm in the Heavens:”Woe, woe, woe, to the inhabiters of the earth by reason of the other voices of the trumpet of the three angels, which are yet to sound!”. When we wake up we are all in a fully white train depot like area, waiting for someone to tell us our transport has arrived. People we know are all around us…people that were alive when we went over the bridge. There’s more but it’s personal so that is all I will give you for now.
NUMERO DOS:
Gun blasts and people screaming outside my door. I look out the window to find people getting burned by the flames that are coming down in torrents from the Heavens. A man is giving up his son to the authorities because he will not take the mark. His father isn’t mournful, he’s mad. The mother is screaming, upset that she has to give up her son. His sister is crying. The father let’s him go with the soldiers. He looks at me, right in my eyes, begging me to come to his aid. I hear God say “They will be divided, father against son and son against father, mother against daughter and daughter against mother, mother-in-law against daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law against mother-in-law.” A person goes by, running, I see him get hit with a fire ball and disintegrate before my eyes. People are trying to hide but the fire penetrates brick, steel, and anything else it touches. The screams of horror and the people being killed who will not take the mark is piercing. You can hear the guillotene’s deadly thud. I saw this so vividly that I awoke and didn’t know where I was. I could still see the fire dancing around me.

Has passed since myself and I my fellow MSHers roamed the hallowed halls of our favorite alma mater.
Hail Hail to old Millville, All hail to the orange and the blue!!! Hail, hail to old millville to her all honor is due. Ever grateful, ever true as we raise our song anew of the days we’ve spent with you, all hail our old millville…
PFFT!!! *stiffles puking*
I say that a bunch of us all just make a day and get together at some club or bar or something…go to AC and chill…just have a blast instead of worrying about the reunion.
Seriously, all of the cliques that went on in that school…man most of the people we want to see we either see on the regular or have at least found on myspace. Sooooo….lets put it out there on classmates.com and whatnot that anyone else who is MIA can just meet up with us over somewhere and get the party started right!!!

My desideratum is to write lyrics and poetry that make you think outside the box.
Fiona is awesome at that…
It is a yearning I have had within myself for ages now. It seems there is a hole inside me…where there is a song buried deep within myself that will break the mold of all songs ever written, but it won’t surface…no matter how much I dig.
…sux for me…
If you keep on killing, you could get me to settle
And as soon as I settle, I bet I’ll be
Able to move on
How can I deal with this, if he won’t get with this
M’I gonna heal from this; he won’t admit to it
Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It’s time the truth was out that he don’t give a
—- about me
Do I wanna do right, of course but
Do I really wanna feel I’m forced to
Answer you, hell no
why can’t I make a mistake?
I’m always doing what I think I should
Almost always doing everybody good

Why???

*Fiona fans can tell where all this came from: desideratum and the lyrics that are above ….. *

I dont know how long I will have the internet, but soon I fear it will be shut off for awhile.
*sigh* Life happens.

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LAST CALL WITH CARSON DALY AIRS JUNE 29!
Even if you can’t be in the audience when Fiona tapes Carson Daly’s show, you can watch her appearance on TV when it airs on June 29th. Check your local listings.
FIONA APPLE ON WORLD CAFE – NOW AIRING THIS FRIDAY, 5/26
The World Cafe will be broadcasting Fiona’s session on Friday, May 26th, 2006. The World Cafe with David Dye can be heard on more than 180 stations nationwide. You can find your local station by going to worldcafe.org or you can listen online Monday through Friday at 2pm EST or 1pm EST by going to www.xpn.org. If you miss this when it airs on May 26, The World Cafe will be rebroadcasting the session on Monday, June 5th, 2006.

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 lie
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 wreckage
of 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

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