People’s Descriptions Through Song
I was thinking about this earlier today, how neat it would be to name people, and describe their personalities through songs I know. I’m only gonna do a few people for starters, but here’s what I was thinking of before.
Melanie– “Why d’you have to go and make things so coimplicated? I see the way you’re acting like you’re somebody elose gets me frustrated. Life’s like this: you fall, and you crawl, and you break, and you take, what you get and you turn it into honesty, you promise me I’m never gonna find you fakin’.”
Shannon– “Don’t worry. Be happy.” (What more need be said??)
Me– It’s a damn cold night, tryin’ to figure out this life. Won’t you take me by the hand, take me somewhere new? I don’t know who you are, but I, I’m with you . . . Oh, why is everything so confusing? Maybe I’m just out of my mind.”
Dan– “The fool on the hill . . .”
Okay, I couldn’t resist that last one. I guess I really don’t know what to write right now. I’m sort of self-conscious, since I know Melanie’ll probably read this at some point soon. I don’t mind that she does, so this isn’t a sign to stay away. It’s just that I never thought I’d actually tell anyone this existed. But then, it occurs to me now, she probably already knew it did. She put it together about Dan’s diary. That I was EleanorRigby. But, like I’ve thought before, who wouldn’t, if they knew that Eleanor Rigby was a Beatles song character?
I still find it odd that Andrew and Jill are more or less together right now. Though, with what Melanie told me, Andrew needs someone who’s like Jill. She isn’t the cheating type, she isn’t the lying type. I just hope that the semi-crush on her muscle bound manager fades away if she keeps going out with Andrew.
Mike saw Jason at Staples today, and apparently, he still does work at Pathmark, though I haven’t seen either him or his car there in weeks. And sometimes I find myself staring out Fashion Bug’s window, hoping to see it or him. I’m worried about him, and I hate it that I can’t do anything! Heck, he’s not even gonna be able to come top the draft tournament we’re doing at Eli’s.
It’s like I said yesterday, I’d have no problem just staying in contact via E-mail, if he would ACTUALLY E-MAIL ME!!! But he hasn’t, and that bugs me. I can’t send him a reguar letter, because I doubt it would ever reach his line of sight, I can’t call him because either he wouldn’t answer, or his siter might, and either way, that would be bad. I suppose I could ask Ryan to send a message through, but Jason doesn’t really trust Ryan, so I have no idea what kind of response I’d get.
You see why I hate this?
In other news, I finished that one black covered journal, and I’m starting in the new black covered journal. Whoever finds this stuff when I’m gone is gonna have an interesting time piecing out my life.
Plus, I had another interesting idea. I decided to do something for Melanie’s birthday. It’s a homemade thing, but considering her, I think she’ll really like this. Or at the very least, appreciate the gesture. I gotta find out when Mike’s cousin Hope’s birthday is. I missed Joey’s already, his is in January. I might do something for Shannon’s. I don’t know. I don’t really know what to get her.
Okay, I’m gonna go.
–Notes–
Okay..stop worrying about what I’m gonna think of what you write..that is never good. Write for yourself, never censor it..no matter what. It’s theraputic to vent out things..as for the song…ugh..okay..i guess i understand the meaning..but that song..slightly overplayed *lol* I’m sure Jason is fine..but no one ever knows whats up in his warped mind…who knows?