I Keep On Loving You

Love takes the patience of Job
That's what my Mama always said
Faith is the belief in something
More than what you know
That's what the good book says

You gotta play the cards you got
Who knows what fate is holding
At times you gotta go
Without knowing where you're going

That's why I keep on lovin' you, I keep on lovin' you
Through the baby don't leave mes
And never will agains
And I promise tos, I keep on lovin' you

Lord knows we've had our share of fights
Our sleepless nights, our ups and downs
We've had plenty and then some of baby
I'm gones and turnarounds

Sometimes I swear it might be easier
To throw in the towel
Someday we're gonna look back
And say look at us now

That's why I keep on lovin' you, I keep on lovin' you
Through the baby don't leave mes
And never will agains
And I promise tos

I keep on lovin' you, keep on lovin' you
Through the I take it backs, I didn't mean it like thats
I'd never hurt yous, oh, I keep on lovin' you

I keep on lovin' you, I keep on lovin' you
Through the baby don't leave mes
And never will agains
And I promise tos

I keep on lovin' you, I keep on lovin' you
Through the I take it backs, I didn't mean it like that
I'd never hurt yous, oh, I keep on lovin' you
I keep on lovin' you, I keep on lovin' you  

The January Curse

For several years now it has been my belief that January is a cursed month. It is marked with promises, and new beginnings that it will never keep. How many loves are lost in this month? How many people succumb to the doldrums, the blues, or the mean reds? Far too many. Perhaps it is the lack of any foreseeable holiday, or maybe it is the ever looming presence of Valentines Day that brings out the nasty feelings but either way it sucks.
When I was 17 I noticed the phenomenon I now call the January Curse. It was like couples who seemed to happy prior to the first month of the year, suddenly realized they didn't want to spend this new year with this same person. I feel the majority of this movement happens within the first 2 weeks, however when January is upon you, you can never let your guard down because you are never safe.
The dull rainy days (if you live on the West Coast) leave much to be desired. The rain gets in your shoes, your socks, it drenches your pants, your hair (this is the doldrums) and eventually it enters into your heart. This is where the blues come in. The rain seeps its way into your heart, making everything seem drearier, the sun isn't as bright (and that is literally, there are clouds everywhere at all times) and summer seems miles away. Next come the mean reds. Suddenly you're sick of feeling blue, you feel sad because you're sad. Your blue and you have no idea why. The feeling will linger, if you let it until the end of the month. With February will come new promises, real promises.
So if you are finding yourself a victim of The January Curse, fear not this month will end (and come back around next year) and all will be well in the world again.

Phone Calls

The unbelievable anxiety that comes with one phone call is inconceivable. Wondering what will he say? How will this go? And then something amazing happens, you talk. You talk about work about your day about the dog. The hole in your heart that once quivered with anticipation trying its hardest to shield itself from the blows that are surely coming, slowly stops quivering, stops waiting. It begins to fill itself. It is by no means gone, but it is noticeably smaller.

I love you Robert Grant, whether you like it or not, and I will continue to love you no matter what. we will get through this rough patch, this i believe with my entire being.

Observations

A boy slowly eating french fries in front of me
A girl eating a giant bowl of rice to my right
Sharon Mcburnie's twin
pimply boy looking at me
looks away
asian boy looking lovingly at his laptop
big forehead boy staring into the abyss
girl in shorts that are far too short for January
old man in all beige

Fade Like a Shadow

songs are a tricky business. They can seem so powerful, and it seems as if you wrote it because it's exactly what you want to say. So you blare it in your car, and you blast it in your room. You sing the lyrics that you hear because they speak for you. Then one day something happens, something terrible. You decide to look up what the lyrics actually are and it's suddenly no longer your song. It's something completely different.

The New Year (a tad belated)

I love blogging, I do. It's a release of emotion and thought that I can not find anywhere else. The problem is I can

The New Year is upon us and I have a few resolutions:

1. Blog more often
   
2. Save money/ pay off visa

Things I would like to do in the new year

1. Go to Disneyland
2. Go to Vegas
3. Keep on my search for true and lasting happiness