It seems like the weather isn’t looking too nice for the next few days: rain, rain, rain, more rain, and a bit more rain. Today was pretty glum, too. Lethargic grey skies abounded with stormy pockets here and there. Sounds a bit like my mood, too.

I overslept and, consequently, felt overtired. After taking the weekend off from schoolwork, a rather unpleasant amount is waiting for me this week. Readings, assignments, tests, and interviews (over-)fill my plate and I can’t seem to get started on it.

Instead, I stayed in bed. I wasn’t doing anything in particular; I was just laying there and listening to the bruised laments of Billy Corgan. Jasmine was right, to a certain degree, when she called the Pumpkins emo. Their lyrics are emo, but the style is not emo at all.

Today was my stats test. It was worth 5% of my final mark. I studied for about 20 minutes. Tomorrow is my calc exam. It’s worth 15%. Using my awesome math skills, that means I should study 60 minutes for it. Heh, we’ll see about that. I’m such a lazy/cocky little kid.

Anyhow, all of this homework isn’t going to do itself. The first step to getting started on it is getting off of this. Ciao.

I am thinking it’s a sign
That the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
And when we kiss they’re perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
That God himself did make
Us into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay

And true, it may seem like a stretch
But it’s thoughts like this that catch
My troubled head when you’re away
When I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road
For several weeks of shows
And when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
‘Come down now,’ they’ll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
‘Come down now,’ but we’ll stay

I tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat
It sounded thin upon listening
And that frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows
With the windows down when this is guiding you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
‘Come down now,’ they’ll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
‘Come down now,’ but we’ll stay

I’m back from going to Ottawa for the long weekend and one of the latest things on my mind has to do with country music. I listened to quite a bit of it both on the way there and back and, well, I must say that I had been a bit unfair to it in the past. I used to completely dismiss it but here’s a couple of things for which I give it credit:

1. Generally wholesome lyrics. None of the “I hate the world” or “I want to kill my parents” or “I want to have sex with a billion girls” or “Look and see how rich I am” business.

2. Audible lyrics. While there are times where I like listening to really loud music and scream my face off, it’s also nice to know what people are saying/singing.

There’s something left to be said about the instrumental side of country music but, all in all, I think I’ve become a whole lot less intolerant towards it. (Shanna, Hannah, Sue, Patricia: I bet you can’t believe I just wrote that, huh? :P)

Anyhow, there’s much to do this evening so I’ll keep this one relatively short. I hope that all of you had a most excellent weekend!