I wanna be like other girls

This is a funny song, got it from Mulan II. But it tells it like it is...

Like Other Girls [by: Blankenship]

I wanna be like other girls
I wanna see what other girls see
Just to be free like other girls

Get to be

To wear my old jeans
To eat a whole cake
Feel the sun on my feet
Be quiet, be crazy
Be anything I want to be

Dance around in my underwear
To walk by myself
Do nothing all day
To eat a whole cake
Be cranky
With frosting

No cameras
No pressures
No phonies
No hairjam
No people who think that they know me but don't
No platform shoes

I wanna be like other girls
I wanna see what other girls see
Just to be free like other girls get to be

To stay in one place
To sleep until 3
To meet a nice guy who likes me for me

No cameras
No pressures
No phonies
No hairjam
No people who think that they know me but don't
No platform shoes

I wanna be like other girls
I wanna see what other girls see
Just to be free like other girls get to be

Christmas past, Christmas present

Christmas Past

I used to have fun during Christmas. Although relatives would arrive from all over, I was alone usually in a big house with lots of empty rooms. But I managed to get by. I used to live with my grandparents in this big old delapidating house that's now a parking lot for some hotel. For as long as I can remember, I sang the Christmas songs, wrapped the Christmas gifts, and was always excited to see the Christmas tree.

Christmas Present

Fun does not really define my Christmas this year. It was more like, "Oh that's nice - let's move on." I was with my daughter (Thank God that lessened the alone part of Christmas). But it sort of just came and went this year. I thought at first that maybe because I was too busy with work. I wanted so much to give my daughter nice gifts. I wanted so much to have a nice Christmas dinner. I think everyone does. But in the midst of all that, something was just missing.

This year has just begun but for some reason, something's missing too.

forgetting and forgotten

"Love is so short. Forgetting is so long." -- Pablo Neruda

I have always been the one to feel forgotten and abandoned, pathetic as that may sound. But forgetting is not that easy either.

When I feel forgotten, I often lash back with the idea that I shouldn't think about somebody who is most likely not thinking about me - not that it helps anyway.

When I feel the need to forget, I end up drowning. Drowning myself in work or alcohol - whichever is most easily accessible.

Sometimes I wish I did not have to go through either. But it has been months that it would seem like forever that I have felt neither. It is always one or the other, and it's just always difficult.

there it goes...

Quasimodo [by Lifehouse]

You could be right and i'll be real
Honesty won't be a pain you'll have to feel
'Cause i don't need your approval to find my worth
I've been trapped inside of my own mind
Afraid to open my eyes to what i'd find
I don't want to live like this anymore

There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them fall
There goes this feeling that has no meaning
There goes the world off of my shoulders
There goes the world off of my back
There it goes

Does it scare you that i can be something different than you
Would it make you feel more comfortable if i wasn't
You can't control me
You can't take away from me who i am

There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them fall
There goes this feeling that has no meaning
There goes the world off of my shoulders
There goes the world off of my back

You can't change me
You can't break me

There goes the world off of my shoulders
There goes the world off of my back


Have you ever felt that your only comfort was your cage
You're not alone i have felt the same as you
Have you felt like your secrets give you away
You're not alone i have been there too

Everyone is looking and everyone is laughing
But i think everyone feels the same
Everybody wants to feel okay
Everybody wants to
Everybody wants to feel

There goes my pain
There goes my chains
Did you see them fall
There goes this feeling that has no meaning
There goes the world off of my shoulders
There goes the world off of my back

'Cause you can't change me you can't break me
There goes the world off of my shoulders
There goes the world off of my back