So if you live your life in a three piece suit,
In a cocktail dress, or combat boots
You pick your path and you walk your truth
And the world will come round to you.

Pop the cork, a champagne glass
Raise to the future, drink to the past
Thank the Lord for the friends he cast,
In the play he wrote for you.

Thursday, March 20, 2003

tired....need...lab...work...no...wanna.....no wanna!!!!

er...uh....hmm...*nervous laugh*....

*backs away slowly*....

-- computer engineering student. (pitchfork included).

posted by BBN at 11:39 PM

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home