Worth the wait.

So I've written rough draft lyrics for "fall for you" (the new song I've been working on) and I think I'm changing the name. To what yet, I don't know, but for the first time, I'm asking for help. Think of anything? Let me know. I might just use it.
-Holly



You cant stay.
& my life seems so much more empty.
I count days,
& time moves slower since you've been away.
Yet, Here I stay.
& I'm still waiting.

But I- I have fallen for you.
It feels like my heart's drowning in the water.
I can't break the surface and breathe.
Will you save me?
& I- I'm here waiting for you.
& wondering if you have fallen, too.
Come home to me.

I have changed.
I'm not same girl you had left behind. Okay?
Skies turned gray,
like the sun burnt out the minute you walked away.
Should I wait?
Are we something worth waiting for?

But I- I have fallen for you.
It feels like my heart's drowning in the water.
I can't break the surface and breathe.
Will you save me?
& I- I'm here waiting for you.
& wondering if you have fallen, too.
Come home to me.

All I know, is you'll be home someday.
Do you think that we'll still feel the same?
Right now I am looking at the pictures of our past.
Baby, you have got to let me know;
Do you think that I'm worth waiting for?
Cuz we could have the kind of love the lasts.

Baby I- I have fallen for you.
It feels like my heart's drowning in the water.
I can't break the surface and breathe.
Will you save me?
& I- I'm here waiting for you.
& wondering if you have fallen, too.
Come home to me.
Come home to me.
I'll be right here waiting.
I'm waiting...

Late Night Postings...

Okay, so I was happily ready to go bed and I figured since I wrote three posts yesterday and really didn't do anything today, but I caved and decided to write anyway.

Today I got up late and went to train at the CD shop. Fun, Fun. At least I got to hang out with Kayla for a bit. Then I came home, did some laundry (which is still in the dryer and needs to be folded), went online and read some blogs, watched Felicity on my Dvd player (another show on my "have no life" list that I just happen to own and haven't seen in a while), recorded one of my songs on facebook and got quite a response from it, and then went to Wal-Mart with my mother to get Ice cream. Simple day, but it was nice just to relax.

So I saw a comment on "Girl Next Door"'s blog of someone telling her she should check spelling grammer before she post. Wow, the fact that someone cared that much about it that they felt they needed to say it on the page is incredible. Who cares. Maybe I say that because I have terrible writing skills when it comes to that, but I don't feel like making this blog for a grade, you know. Fail. lol

I need a better sleep routine. I want to wae up earlierr but I just cant seem to get to bed early enough. I'm working on it.

I really want to start working on my mom and mine's stamping business more. Really try to get it off the ground. We have to tools but neither of us is really trying.

My dad and I got some quailty time together yesterday. It's rare that we do and I wish we had more time just the to us us together. Heck, I wish we had more family time, too. Now that I'm back home I'm sure it'll be easier but for some reason, even though we all live under the same roof, we're only all together uder it during the hours of 12-5 am. Let's fix this shall we? lol

Did I mention my idiot theif of a cat took off with my pillow the other day? Like an actual standard size pilllow. In fact, not only did she take off with it, but it's now missing and I can't find it. So now I'm sleeping on a pillowcase sham until I can hunt around my trunk for the other one I brought home. Joys of owning a stinkin' cat. She's only 5 lbs! How the heck, she even was able to grab it and take off astounds me. Oh, & I know it was her because I saw it out of the corner of my eye when it happened. Of coarse at the time I was thinking, "Haha there's no way the was actually a pillow. Must've been paper of something, stupid cat." Thanks, Thanks a lot, Rat! (Roxy's little nickname I've giving her; Rat--suits her, right?)

Well, that's basically it for tonight.
Holly

Get lost with LOST

Well, I guess I did do something tonight...
I watched LOST! There are only 8 episodes left before it's finally over and let me say, after watching for over 5 years!!, I finally think I can see the ending. Now ask any devoted LOST follower, You can't just turn on the t.v. and start watching the show now; nor can you have seen the first couple seasons or a season here and there and expect to know what's going on. C'mon now! Those of use who watch it week to week barley know what's going on. NOw I can understand some of you are rolling your eyes towards the whole LOST phanomanon, but I can't help myself... Im hooked! It's not like I even want to watch it (okay I do) but mostly I just have to see it through. Even if they make the ending stuid (which they might) and I still have most of my origional questions unanswered (whish is likely) I got know one thing!! WHAT THE HECK IS THAT ISLAND? Now this week we've dicovered what the black smoke really is (HURRAY!) and why richard is so damn old, and next week's spoiler look like Locke (who is the black smoke guy and not really locke because he dead-- sorry if you didnt know, too bad if you don't care. lol) is going to try to kill the Oceanic 6. Dun Dun DUN!!! lol

My mom and I spent some quality time curled up under a blanket watching, while graping each others hand in anticipation. I'm telling you now, my mommy has quite the grip!! My hand was numb. lol

Anywho, My other shows are Bones, Fringe, Grey's Anantomy, and Private Practice. Yeah, Yeah... I have no life. lol && now thanks to the four episode recap after lost of the new show "V", I'm now thinking of adding that to my "Have No Life" list. lol

Holly


P.S. I hate how all my pictures are getting cut off! It's just annoying.

"Maybe they got it from IKEA?"

Hey Guys, pepper spray

So let's see.. Not too much has happened since my last post, except that everyone is out doing something right now except me. Alley is making cookies with her new boyfriend, Kayla is having a few drinks with co-workers, and Christine is hanging out with her "sorta" beau before he leave to go back to Miami. I have other friends, of coarse, but those are my main girls. Go ahead ladies... ...feel exclusive. lol

I started follow this couple, Noel and Kent, who have individual blogs. He's in the Army and based in Iraq and she is his girlfriend. Her page, however, says she's his mistress since he's married to the Army. I thought that was funny. His blog is refreshing. I get the soldier point of view on everything and he's a pretty good writer and found myself cracking up with laughter reading some of his posts.

One Blog I have to make mention of is MRS. P. Her husband just died in Afghan on the 14th. It was heartbreaking. She's 23 with a 7 month old babygirl and is already a widow. It really hit home for me because I hear about accidents and casualties over there but never knew any of the families survived by them. Now I'm not claiming to know her but after reading her blog, I felt like I did a little. His humvee flipped and he was crushed on impact. I don't even think he ever met his baby girl. To think she was going to see her husband in a few short months and now he's gone. I agree with what Kent's page said. "Ask those that are deployed who has the hardest job. They will surely tell you that the hardest job is had by the wives and girlfriends of the military. The ones who at some time in their relationship have been introduced to a ranking NCO or officer by their service member and received a greeting of "Welcome to the military ma'am." This isn't a gimic. This is honesty at it's finest. Because those in uniform as well as those in your shoes know that the day they begin a relationship with their Marine, soldier, airman or sailor that they might as well raise their right hand and say the words. They too have just joined the military." Having been a marine girlfriend and navy brat, I know how hard it is to be left behind and my heart goes out to MRS. P and her daughter.

The funny thing is though I feel a kinship with these women, I do slightly feel left out. Josh and mine's relationship was so odd. In total, We've only spent about a month actually together in person, and though we've spent a lot of time on skype- we hadn't really been serious all that long. It felt weird classifing my self with them. They have lives with their soldiers, and somehow I feel left out. Like I was at this Soldier Sweetheart Party where everyne talking and laughing and having fun with each other, and though I was invited I'm the loser who doesn't know anybody sitting on the couch, eating the snacks, wondering what store the furniture came from. Okay, yeah i know, weird analogy, but you get my point. But life happens fr a reason and I guess I never felt like i fit in because I didn't.


In other news, Our realtor (as i mentioned my parents are selling their beautiful home for a shack I mean cabin in TENN.) gave me two cans on pepper spray for my car and keychain. A little awkward, but she and my mom talked and when she learned there was a young women in the house, she wanted to make sure i was armed, i guess. I'm actually thrilled. Not that I plan on using it, but I dont like carrying knives and wanted a form of protection on me at all time. Watch out Attackers! Don't wanna mess with me! lol That and I'm taking self defence and kickboxing classes. Hurray!

Tomorrow Im continuing my search for jobs, being trained at the CD shop, and then possibly swimming and tanning at the house. Oh! and don't forget the exercise!


Holly
My brother showed me this second pic. All I can say is.. WOW.