School's Out for Summer!

Yes! School is out. We get grades on Wednesday which is a bad thing. I slacked a little this semester. I'm still hanging in Jamestown for track. I'm going to nationals in Fresno, California at the end of May so I'll be here until then. If you want to come and give me some company that would be great!

Life as of late...

I decided I'd give the ol' Xanga a post this morning. Here's a rundown on life right now...Basketball is over, school sucks as usual (my grades are not impressive), track just started the first meet is next Friday (scared), I am still involved with David A., I'm still alive so in general everything is A-OK.

***Rest In Peace Tommy Tuna!!! I'll miss you this summer!***

Quick summary of the week....Chemistry sucks, Biology blows, Economics is messed up, Spanish is great, Basketball is good fun, My roommie is gone and I miss her, there was a bad accident which makes my stomach churn, I'm all alone right now about ready to watch The Sweetest Thing(great movie).

Artist Lyrics: Course Of Nature
Song Lyrics: Caught In The Sun
Album Lyrics: Superkala
[Buy " Superkala " CD]

You're my distance, destination of choice
I'd give anything just to hear your voice
I could have passed you on the street without saying a word
Most times, I miss the voice that goes unheard

What If I missed you, you got caught in the sun
What If I did something never to be undone

People everywhere how could I be sure
If it's you that I have been looking for
What would it take for me to be comfortable
With you, with me you're the chosen one

What If I missed you, you got caught in the sun
What If I did something never to be undone

You are there for me this I hope and pray
You will wait for me I won't be too late

What If I missed you, you got caught in the sun
What If I did something never to be undone

Will you wait for me or will I be too late this time
You are there for me this I hope and pray

Well the long weekend was certainly refreshing let me tell you... Got to hang out with Josh and Adam Morrow they are very exciting boys. My mom and BMR came down to the lakes as well. I hung out with my ol' friend Nic P. We had a good time together. The weather was pretty crazy. We had a lot of wind. The pontoon even floated of the lift and hit shore because the waves were so damn high. It was pretty crazy. Josh, Adam, and I rode the waves for awhile and that was a rush for sure. Heather Melvey spent the weeked on a yacht in Lake Powell. She has such a rough life in the south..lol. I miss that girl. Hopefully she can make if up here for one of the holiday breaks we have coming up. It has been soooo long!!!

Once again I would just like to say that I am having a great time up here in J-Town. I think I will go home this weekend to see my Papa and Lucky and hang out with Holly at NDSU. I miss her too! I haven't seen her i like 2 weeks! Sad...I was supposed to hang with her this weekend, but I had no ride to get to her and Verizon sucks at the lake!! (I will have to find a new excuse  not to hang out with her cuz she won't fall for that one again....JK Hollybears!!) I will definitely give u a ring a ding!!

Catch ya all later!!

Artist/Band: Williams Hank Jr
Lyrics for Song: Country Boy Can Survive
Lyrics for Album: Greatest Hits

The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town

I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can’t starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coalmines
And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a crop line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We’re from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a crop line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Can you tell that I LOVE country music!?!