Song:Free Artist: Train Album: self-titled
They call me free
But i call me a fool

I'm excited to write a paper. What someone actually wanting to do an assignment, this should not be! It's a writing assignment due on the 27th. It's about taking a song, any song, apart and putting it back together. Stating the argument that the writer is trying to get across, the claim, who it's directed to, why was it writen. The cool thing about songs is that any one person can take a different idea and pull it into something else. There are some songs i've always wanted to take apart and figure out what the guy is trying to say. (I say guy because, as you all know, i hate female singer or even female song writers for that matter) Anyways so i think this is one of those papers where you start on it early and get all caught up in it that you can't really get the point across that you are trying to. But hey that's the name of the game... to get your point across.

So last night i have never felt more insufficate. I just felt showed up. I have a smaller vocabulary, I think that he's just smarter at puting words into sentences (you can't really tell with average speech, but as far as typing things down... he's wonderful) I on the other hand have a problem just saying anything what so ever. It's like i can't get the right words out and no matter how hard i try i just can't explain to him.... explain to him what i think (the word think is almost one of those play on words type of things so if you are getting several ideas into your head... that was ment to happen). I'm kind of glad that he's going out of town for the weekend, because it gives me some time to think things over. it sucks that the feelings are not the same for both of us, sometimes i don't understand what he wants... what i want. Yeah i could just say that i can just keep with the same pass... not going in either direct, but hell i just don't understand myself in this situation... how can i expect someone else to understand. I think it's funny that i ask why all the time, with him. Then when the why question is put back into my face i can't really do anything about it, then i understand why he couldn't answer the why question.

I'm just not good at keeping things were they are, and the funny thing is that if he were to invite me with him i would go an be happy to go. And if he didn't than i would understand that it's time to spend... alone with his friends. Life is weird and sometimes i guess i just can't fix my own problems, let alone other peoples.