hmmm... nothing really to say. have to learn how to open an imaginary door... mimeing. fun. mom came back from san fran brought books and cds!>< i love both.... a cheiftans cd and a harp thing.... with a book with the stry of troy and another one. so we'll go out with a song by the Bare Naked Ladies in their Gordon album:

when i was born,
they look at me and said:
what a good boy,
what a smart boy,
what a strong boy.

and when you we're born,
they look at you and said:
what a good girl,
what a smart girl,
what a pretty girl.

we got these chains,
hangin' round our necks
people wanna srangle us with them,
before we take our first breath.

afraid of change,
afraid of being the same
when temtation calls, we just look away.

this name is the hairshed I wear,
and this hair shed is woven from your brown hair
this song is the cross that i bare,
bare with me,
bare with me,
bare with me,
be with me tonight.
i know that it isn'tright.
but be with me tonight.

i go to school,
i write exames of the past
if i fail, if i drop
does anyone give a damn?
and if they do
they'll so forget,
because it wasn't much from me to show my life ain't over yet.

i wake up scared,
i wake up stranger,
i wake wondering if my lifes ever going to change.

i wake up scared,
i wake up stranger
and everything around me stays the same.
it's the hairshed i wear,
and this hairshed
is woven,
it's woven from your brown hair.

this song is the cross that i bare,
bare with me,
bare with me,
bare with me,
be with me tonight.
i know that it isn't right,
.......but be with me tonight.

i can tell
i was wrong.
chivkened out of the pen and the paper
sat down and wrote this song.

i can tell you,
you were right.
so instead i looked in the mirror
and i watched tv and i've been awake all night.

we got these chains,
hangin' round our necks
people wanna srangle us with them,
before we take our first breath.

afraid of change,
afraid of being the same
when temtation calls, yeah-ah-ya!

and this name is the hairshed i wear
and this hairshed is woven from,
is woven from,
is woven from your brown hair.

this song is the cross that i bare,
bare with me,
bear with me,
bare with me,
be with me tonight.

when i was born,
they look at me and said:
what a good boy,
what a smart boy,
what a strong boy.

and when you we're born,
they look at you and said:
what a good girl,
what a smart girl,
what a pretty girl.

yah-ee-yah!