lady margaret

Lady Margaret was standing in her own room door,
a comb in her long yellow hair,
When who did she spy but sweet William and his Bride,
as to the church yard they drew near.

Well the day passed away, and night came on.
Most of the men were asleep.
Lady Margaret appeared all dressed in white
standing at his bed feet.

She said, "How do you like your bed?
And how do you like your sheet?
And how do you like your fair young bride,
that's lying in your arms asleep?"

He said, "Very well do I like my bed,
much better do I like my sheet,
But most of all that fair young girl,
that's standing at my bed feet."

Then once he kissed her lily white hand
and twice he kissed her cheek.
Three times he kissed her cold corpsy lips,
then he fell into her arms asleep.

Well the night passed away, the day came on,
and into the morning light.
Sweet William said, "I'm troubled in my head,
by the dreams that I dreamed last night.

"Such dreams, such dreams as these,
I know they mean know good.
For I dreamed that my bower was full of red swine,
And my bride's bed full of blood."

He asked, "Is Lady Margaret in her room?
Or is she out in the hall?"
But Lady Margaret lay in a cold, black coffin
with her face turned to the wall.

Throw back, throw back those snow white robes.
Be they ever so fine,
And let me kiss those cold corpsy lips,
For I know they'll never kiss mine.

Then once he kissed her lily white hand,
and twice he kissed her cheek.
Three times he kissed her cold corpsy lips,
then he fell into her arms asleep.

what can i say

except that i felt like a change?

and that i'm No. 4. and all of my friends are in the top 30. and that is just so fantastic.

you get bubonic plague from skinning bobcats?

i guess i'll have to think of a new hobby. i tried scrapbooking, but i just ended up putting my pictures on my walls. lord knows what will happen if i try candystriping.

today was an ok day. i had a lot of time to do a lot of work, and i didn't do any of it. not one little bit. that's me, a procrastinator until the very end. luckily, for my group project, all i have to do is make sure everyone does their research, and i can type everything up for the paper (which won't be too horrible.)

i hate viruses, though. i don't care how they reproduce. i don't care about some moron who skinned a bobcat with cuts on his hand without wearing gloves who got bubonic plague. all i need to know is how not to get it and what to do if i do get it.

i'm a horrible person. i ruined gracy's practical joke last week. but that's blown over now, due to circumstances.

ooh, i forgot about mlk jr wknd. it was fun. i went to bee's and ate partner's pizza and shopped for shirts and jeans. i actually found some tshirts that i wouldn't mind being seen in public in, which is nice. of course, it took forever to find some that would fit, since they have some strange sizing system. normally, i fit into a large. but an x large wouldn't even go over me head. i had to go to the big big girls dept, and even those are a little snug. now before you start thinking that i'm some kind of walrus, let me just say that though i am big, i am not THAT big. like i said, i'm normally a large. but no matter. i got good shirts at good prices, so i'm hep.

well, accept for the whole hobby thing. i really need to work on that....

you have to shave it like a beard, or else it won't count....

i love that movie. i should stop beginning posts like this. bad habits, you know.

yeah, nothing's happened. been doing science fair projects. halfway done. just gotta do the research paper. and a virus brochure for sci. and sell joey's car. and...yeah. i hate school. i should get over that though.

oh well.

jemima j. is the best book ever. yeah.

the fabulous fox

ommfgs. i swanny to gah, that was amazing. we went into atlanta tonight to the fox theater to see the pink floyd laser show. not a fullon concert or anything, but as close as i've ever been. it was WONDERFUL. the first half, they showed the wizard of oz with the beginning of the dark side of the moon. and it was dead on. i've never actually done that before. it was amazing. then the second half, everyone was singing all the songs out loud and clapping and yelling. the only bad thing was the fact that you had to pay for 3-d glasses, which we didn't know until halfway through the thing. we were wondering why everyone had the glasses, so we asked the usher, and he said we had to go get them. so i got them, and we watched the rest of the show in 3-d. it was much better. not saying the first part was bad. the second part was just...much better.

it's actually been a pretty good day, other than carsickness. we went to HCHS for ss fair (thank God that's over with!) we had to wait two hours for an interview that lasted for maybe 2 minutes. i was , to say the least, perturbed. but we did have fun with charlie, james, and enrique. found area 51 and subsequently made foil hats and arm bands. gracie's dad was nice enough to buy us some biscuits from the hardee's across the street, and earlier in the morning we got some french vanilla coffee. it has really been a wonderful day.

and i didn't get a concert T because that promotes commercialism. or the line was too long. whichever one makes me sound better...

i shot my eye out!

so on the way to school, the joemobile is perfect. it only take five minutes to warm up, doesn't stall once, and certainly doesn't stop once. it is the car i always knew it could be.

when leaving the school, we notice a grinding sound coming from the engine that we have never heard before. we don't think much of it, and just keep riding on.

we decide to take a different route home, probably an omen of what was to come. as we go to turn onto the "highway," going right out into the intersection, the joemobile collapses like an old man running a marathon. luckily, we're not actually in the traffic. unluckily, there is a big SUV right behind us who saw us heading out, but didn't realize until it was too late that we had stopped. so suddenly, we feel the biggest hit ever (well, maybe i'm exaggerating), and see that big SUV has hit us. the only pain i felt was the seat belt jamming into my throat. turns out, a teacher hit us. but the funny thing is, there was only a little dent in the joemobile, when there should have been a lot more damage.

the kind of scary thing is, that a little while ago, my lower back and my lower left arm started hurting. i'm going to wait a little while before i tell mom, though. i have been known to imagine my ailings....

no no no it ain't me babe.

i consider myself somewhat ritualistic. when i play solitaire, i have to have the aces up just right, and end the game in a certain way. i organize my cds by genre and then alphabetically. i listen to cd's chronilogically. if i read the second book before the first, i have to read the third and then go back to read the first. but this new year has got me thinking that i'm too ritualistic for my own good.

at midnight, i made sure empire records was playing in my room, i was reading a book, and a cd was playing, all while i was outside finishing my malt liquor. i made myself promise that next year, i would be doing the exact same thing an hour before midnight. then i wrote down my new year's resolutions, burned the edges of the paper, and put it in the bottle of my finished smirnoff (twisted.) i also lit a candle, but only for a couple of seconds. my rituals scare me sometimes, and that's all i can say for right now. then again, this is the first time i've been alone new year's to act that strange. normally, kirstie's here, but this year, she had "other plans." but it was fun. again, it's good to be my own best friend.

the day started out with chris going on about all who was coming over to our house that night to party. he had gone to the store and bought tequila and beer (my mom later went and bought the twisteds). but as it turns out, chris's friends are losers who decided to get drunk at home, so he just got drunk in front of us. chance was curious as to why he was making the faces when he was drinking the tequila, so chris offered him a sip. that was the absolute funniest face i've ever seen, on chance's face and of all time. he had to drink a bottle of water before he stopped coughing. we were playing cards for a while, and then at midnight, we went outside and yelled obnoxiously. it was fun. we lit some smoke grenades, and some bottle rockets, which were duds. georgia needs to not outlaw fireworks. that's really annoying. but all of our neighbors had some high class fireworks, so we stayed out and watched them for a while. then i went to bed at about 3. it was a fun night, rituals and all.

and yesterday i cleaned my room (it's just never clean enough for me to settle down.) and dyed my mom's hair. i keep worrying about my science fair and ss fair projects, which are due pretty soon. and health class, for some reason. yargh. i hate it.

happy new year, everybody. wonderful year to you all. 3 1/2 years till i'm outa high school. woot.