Second star to the right...and straight on till morning

Oh to be young again.

Ahh, your voice is far away; Far, far away

It's not going to be found by running
It's not going to get there by screaming
This is the one thing that I understand

Take a photo, place it on your dashboard. Turn it around backwards so the windshield faces it. Every street light reveals a picture in reverse. It will still be clear.

The photograph reflects, every street light a reminder.

"The overlord will act as a retard magnet..."

I have been getting caught with my pants down the last few weeks of school. I keep consistently fucking up every evaluation I take.

To start, I write a very well thought out and researched paper on the subway system. I go the extra mile and include appendices and what not, 8.5/10. I write Alex's paper in 30 seconds, 9/10. What kinda bullshit is that?

Are the TAs retard magnets?

I bomb the economics test, just bomb it. I couldn't answer half the questions. It's over, I can't win. Then comes municipal, which I was ready for. BAM, left out a few crucial steps. Bullshit. I am now a convicted felon.

I gotta break the habit on steel this week.

If not for me, then who? Oh, I actually watched an episode of NCIS today, it has been so long.

You ever stop to wonder just where in the world is the woman you will spend your life with?

I do, I wonder what she is doing right now. Does she work? Does she go to school? What is she like?

A man could go crazy thinking about this kind of stuff.

How am I going to meet her? Where?

When...