Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

It's too late baby, there's no turning around
I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
This is how I do
When I think about you
I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart
You want to get inside
Then you need to get in line
But not this time

Cause you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine

I won't try to philosophize
I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes
This is how I feel
And its so so real
I got a closet filled up to the brim
With the ghosts of my past and the skeletons
And I don't know why
You'd even try
But I won't lie

You caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

And I feel a weakness coming on
Never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
I'm feeling like a new born child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

And you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)
And I feel a weakness coming on
Never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)
I'm feeling like a new born child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)
And I feel a weakness coming on
Never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)
I'm feeling like a new born child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded


--Hero/ Heroine, Boys Like Girls

My choice.

I seriously can't believe I'm being forced to make this decision. I mean, it should be so easy. I'm getting the Jenny Moore award. No question about it. It's me and Kurt. And either I'm going to get it, or we're both getting it.
CT has kept me in AC. When so many of my buddies tend to drop out when they hit the upper levels, CT is my rock. Every Tuesday for the past four years I've spent at Del Tech between the Pondside Lounge, the auditorium, and the Star Trek room. That's been my life.
But on the other hand, I know I'm going to Worlds. My team is great. We work together well and have the drive, the desire, the talent. We've got it and we haven't even started. All I need is to get to Worlds. Ron Rab-Long and I can work out the details once we get there. Since my first day at Worlds in seventh grade, I've wanted that walk across a stage and shaking Sam Micklus' hand as I was handed my diploma. So badly. I've wanted the OM Delaware scholarship.
I've wanted both.
I need both.
I'm doing both.
But I have no idea how the hell I'm going to do it.

I am about to pull a Switchfoot.

And just watch the movie.
Seriously, folks.
Shakespeare was not meant to be read. It is not closet drama. How colleges can still get away with calling a teacher lecturing about three plays you were supposed to read that week for three hours a DRAMA CLASS I have no idea.
I've been watching the movie version of King Lear and reading along. It works. Then I go back and read the whole thing because the movie skips over some things.
And I can comprehend it.
And it's amazing.
But I'm still supposed to have it read for tomorrow night. And then understand everything for next week's midterm.
Good grief, where has my year gone?
Already doing a midterm? Jeeze.
Take me back to a time of naivete
Never-ending days.
Please.
Don't let me grow up and out now.



I remember a different time
I remember a different me
When there was springtime in my heart
But it's winter and I'm shivering with cynicism now
And I long for yesterday

Yesterday, a day of joy
A day of limitless possibilities
I remember a different boy
With love surrounding, joy abounding
Peace resounding
Where, oh where did that boy go?

What's wrong with me now, God
My world is gray
So please help me out, I pray
'cause I want to live in yesterday

Take me back to a time of naivete
Never-ending days, and no need to question things
'cause I'm tired of staring out my window
Wishing I were someone I should be
I guess I remember a different me

--Yesterday, Ace Troubleshooter