"Call me when you're sober"

Don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me
You want me
Come find me
Make up your mind

Should I let you fall
Lose it all
So maybe you can remember yourself
Can't keep believing
We're only deceiving ourselves
And I'm sick of the lie
And you're too late

Don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me
You want me
Come find me
Make up your mind

Couldn't take the blame
Sick with shame
Must be exhausting to lose your own game
Selfishly hated
No wonder you're jaded
You can't play the victim this time
And you're too late

Don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me
You want me
Come find me
Make up your mind

You never call me when you're sober
You only want it cause it's over
It's over

How could I have burned paradise?
How could I? You were never mine!

So don't cry to me
If you loved me
You would be here with me
Don't lie to me
Just get your things
I've made up your mind

~Evanescence

The song has no connection to my life...I just like the song. 

I know I'm one lucky girl to have a man like him fallin' at my feet.  And I cherish his heart.  He always knows just what to say in his sweet and tender way.  I know he loves me so complete, and when he's lyin' next to me there's a chill that I feel when he wraps his arms around me.  I shake and I shiver at the thought of losin' him.  Sometimes his touch is too much and I can hardly stand it.  I get a feelin' when I kiss him that there's only one thing I'm missin'...

Nothing.  I'm not missing anything at all.  I have everything and more.  I couldn't be happier.  And that's the honest truth.  So I can't finish the rest of those lyrics.  I can only relate to the first verse and chorus.  Well, all the chorus except the last word.

He puts up with so much from me.  My stubbornness, me all the time going out of town with my polocrosse, my unsureness (that may not be a word, but whatever), just everything and all of my flaws.  Trust me, I have many.  He's been so patient with me.  And I love him so much for it.  I hope he knows that, and that he knows how appreciative I am of that.

It's such a comfort knowing that he isn't going anywhere...at least not yet.  And he is the best thing to happen to me in a long, long, LONG time.  Now whether he'll read this or not...who knows.    But I'm sure he knows...

Oh...news flash.  Definately had to buy size 4 jeans today.  What the hell?  I can't afford buying new jeans every other month because the others are too big.  I'm happy at the size I am right now.  Can I stay here forever?  haha.  Riiight.

ENGLAND in 20 some odd days.  Gettin' pumped, yo!

Oh...and I'm considering moving to Charlotte and going to art school and study graphic design.  That could definitely be cool!

Goodbye teens...hello twenties.

Girl next door?

This so would have been my anthem if it had come out while I was still in high school.  I'm not joking.  I can see me in this song!  Still feel a twinge when I hear it!

"Girl Next Door"

Small town homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen, I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I'm sittin' in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I'm sleepin' on the floor
She's Miss America, and I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutaunt
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her

She is the prom queen, I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I'm sittin' in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I'm sleepin' on the floor
She's Miss America, and I'm just the girl next door
Oh and I'm just the girl next door

I don't know why I'm feelin' sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishin' that I was someone else

She is the prom queen, I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I'm sittin in the stands
I get a little bit, she gets a little more
She's Miss America and...I'm just the girl next door...

~Saving Jane

That's good stuff.  Why didn't I write that song back when?  I could have!  But now I know that things get better, and that being the 'girl next door' is best.  At least that's how I see it! 

So that's for all the misfit/loser/out of place girls who do want to hit the Miss Americas in their high school.  Stay true to yourself.  It pays off in the end...believe me.  You're gonna be what the guys want in the end.  I know for a fact. 

Oh...and it's been a month already.  Isn't that great? 

Tay

Maybe tonight I'm gonna tell him how I feel
Maybe I'll leave well enough alone
Maybe, just maybe, he'll want to be my baby
What if he's got plans of his own?

I'm waitin' for the perfect moment
Lookin' for the perfect phrase
The one I finally choose is simply "I love you"
As the words came out I heard a voice inside me say

What made you say that?
Was it the moonlight, was it the starlight in your eyes?
What made you say that?
Have you been listening to your heart?
It's too late now, you don't want to take it back
'Cause I know love's
What made you say that

Look up to see his reaction
And a smile slowly spread across his face
He said "What took you so long?
That's what I've been waitin' on
I thought you'd take forever and a day"

What made you say that?
Was it the moonlight, was it the starlight in your eyes?
What made you say that?
Have you been listening to your heart?
It's too late now, I won't let you take it back
'Cause I know love's
What made you say that

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