Burning Fire

It was insane, but unfortunetly the best part of it was not documented in pictures (and by that, I mean BoJamie!) So, Friday night = Graham and then meeting these babes (who turn out going to Belmont and one of them ends up being one half of the famous BoJamie) in the Jack in the Box drive thru at 3:30 am. Party at their place, then we move the party back to my place. It ends at 6 am with, among other things, me being in love with BoJamie, who is perfect (not to mention resembles William Beckett, hates MySpace, knows The Academy Is, and is completely and utterly beautiful, complete with girls jeans).
Then, Saturday night, Ian, House, their friend George and us girls go to a show and then have another party back at my house! It was insanity. Fun, but crazy. See pictures below! George used to live in California and he met Ray! I'm very, very jealous. He said Ray still hangs out in all the hip places there, like the Whiskey. I love him!
Then last night, we spent 1/2 the night being in a music video at this very chic bar, Radius 10.
THEN, today, I saw BoJamie and chatted with him and got his number. I laaaaaaaaaaav him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOOD BYE KC, is all I have to say!
Ang, all this awaits you in a mere 2 months :)

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Is there something wrong if I can never use my own words to express emotion? Do I always have to find what someone else has already said?
I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself
That you're not the one for me
But the more I think, the less I believe it
And the more I want you here with me
That's for him.
There's not much more that I can do
Now the rest is up to you
Until you love yourself, you'll never change
That's for her.
I should have known better with a [boy] like you...
Whoa, oh, I never realized what a kiss could be
This could only happen to me
That's for me.
Well, it’s hard to tell, it’s hard to tell
But all [my] love’s in vain
That's for both of them.

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I don't like you
But I love you
See that I'm always
Thinking of you
Oh, oh, oh, You treat me badly
I love you madly

You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me, baby

I don't want you,
But I need you
Don't want to kiss you
But I need you
Oh, oh, oh You do me wrong now
My love is strong now

You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me, baby
I love you and all I want you to do
Is just hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

I want to leave you
Don't want to stay here
Don't want to spend
Another day here
Oh, oh, oh, I want to split now
I just can quit now

You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me, baby
I love you and all I want you to do
Is just hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
You've really got a hold on me
You've really got a hold on me

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While Angela is off at school collecting scene freshman boys with old man names, I sit here in an XL red and black tie dyed Rolling Stones tshirt and glasses typing a blog that no one reads. Poo. My life at college is not that exciting. I can't wait for Ang to move down! Then I shall join her in her collection of scene boys :) and we will continue our lives as the Mick and Keith of ... Nashville?
Enough incoherent rambling. It's beautiful. Sunny. Warm. And it's Ladies Night. Ha! Yes, tonite we are trucking downtown with about 7 or 8 girls to go take advantage of the freeness of Graham Central Station. And we all know what awaits us there: jokes! It's impossible to leave Graham without a pocketful of new jokes! Heehee.
Anyways, I'm tired. After nearly three straight hours of samurai class (no, I didn't collapse from boredom - aren't you suprised/proud?) I have prevailed and am now allowed to nap! Yay!

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