There goes my hero.
Watch as he goes.
There goes my hero.
He's ordinary

Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
Glide me towards...
You know something's left
And we're all allowed
To dream of the next
Oh, ohh the next, time we touch...

You don't have to stray
Two oceans away
Waves roll in my thoughts
Hold tight the ring...
The sea will rise...
Please stand by the shore...
Oh, oh, oh, I will be...
I will be there once more...

Learning skills for the youth of tomorrow, how to field strip an AK-47

Fucking women man...women. Cannot stand them.

Days go by.

Wisdom teeth out on Thursday, I don't think they will put me to sleep, kinda wish they would, maybe wouldn't have to wake up.

Trying to join the Reserves, getting red tapped by the government, I really need that structure in my life. I need something. A library and a gym can't contain me.

Exams.

Seeing people you used to know in high school and noticing how they are attractive now. Hate that.

By the rivers of Babylon,
Where he sat down,
And there he wept
When he remembered Zion.
Oh, the wicked carried us away in captivity,
Required from us a song,
How can we sing King Alpha's song
Inna strange land?
So, let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy sight.
Oh, verai!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pB6K7EUsuSM&feature=related

Lay me down in concrete fields

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mSmOcmk7uQ

Well I am alive after the 3 exam fuck fest, marks aside.

Borrowed time, it feels like that a lot more often than not these days. What am I going to do in April? She gets on that plane home and I am left here to pick up the pieces of what is left. What an idiot David was, fell for someone where there was no real future.

I get teary just thinking about that day. I don't think I will ever hate Pearson airport more than that day. Hold my breathe.

Almost done my fourth year, I'm tired. Two more years of this. Sure, I have no one to blame but myself and ya, I don't envy the stress that comes with the real world. But man, do I hate this place or what?

Lastly, rank 5 of my class. Consider the spread between me and rank 1, which is about 1%, less if memory serves. I will make a bold statement here:

"Had I not become ill, I would have been rank 1."

The countless doctor visits, the hospital trips, the stress, the days when nausea left me crippled or unable to eat.

But I have nothing to be ashamed of, in my heart, the heart of a Lion I will always know I gave it my all, and will always be able to hold my head up high.

Would rank 1 have made me happy?

Not a chance.