:: A Vagrant's Story ::

"Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born,
With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn."

~Matthew Arnold, Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (85-88)
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:: Monday, August 18, 2003 ::

Last post of NiGHTS into DREAMS...?(and new music)

NiGHTS have betrayed me. And DREAMS have turned into nightmares.
The world has changed to me.
To see the world as it really is....
...I'm dying.

Here in this diary I write you visions of my summer.
It was the best I ever had.
There were choruses and sing-alongs
and that unspoken feeling of knowing that right now is all that matters.

All the nights we stayed up talking
listening to 80's songs,
and quoting lines from all the movies that we love.
It still brings a smile to my face.

I guess when it comes down to it.
Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up.
These are the best days of our lives.
The only thing that matters is just following your heart
and eventually you'll finally get it right.

Breaking into hotel swimming pools
and weaking havoc on our world.
Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time.
The blacktop singing me to sleep.

Lighting fireworks in parking lots
illuminate the blackest nights.
Cherry cokes under the moonlit summer sky.
It's time to say goodbye.

Get on the bus, it's time to go.

...so long...

:: Kevin 11:02 PM [+] ::
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:: Sunday, August 17, 2003 ::
So...Tired...

Holy moley. I'm so freaking tired...
After a good 3 hours of sleep, I went dancing for 2 and a half hours.
And let me tell you... that's not a good combo. lol

While on the way to the club, a police officer stopped traffic.
Why? Cause there were like 200 harley's (motorcycle) that needed to turn into this one street
for this special thing they have. I dunno what it was for actually, but it was funny
to see an almost endless parade of harley's go by.

Yeah...so.... I went salsa dancin'. ^_^
I really wish I had a permanent partner, that I know, to dance with. That way we could both
be more focused and do better.

Argh...now I have to get my school stuff ready. See ya people!

~Kevin, signing off.

p.s.: I'm thinking of changing the music here according to my mood. I'll leave it bubbly for a couple more days eventhough I don't really feel bubbly. Why, you ask? 'cause it's the only thing keeping my demons at bay.
What demons? That's another story. One that will sort out once my head's not so damn cloudy anymore....

:: Kevin 3:06 PM [+] ::
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