Sunday, January 01, 2006

New Year, New Blog. Fitting don't you think.

I was never cool in school.
I'm sure you don't remember me.
And now it's been ten years
And I'm still wondering who to be.
I love to mix in circles, cliques, and social coteries, that's me
Hand me my nose ring!
Can we be happy?
Show me the mosh pit!
Can we be happy?
We can be happy underground.
Who's got the looks?
Who's got the brains?
Who's got everything?
Now I got this pain in my heart, that's all.
Hey you with the long and lonely face
There's got to be something else
Let me tell you something else
There was a girl that passed me by
She gave a smile but I was shy and looked down so down
Don't look down no no!
Go go underground
And now there's a place to go.
It's the morning now, its the evening
It's everything.
I click my heels and I'm there.
Underground, Underground
Everything's heavy
underground
Underground
You've been kicked around,
Underground
Did life bring you down here?
Everything's heavy underground
We'll be decked in all black
Slamming the pits fantastic.
Officer Friendly's little boy's got a mohawk
He knows just where we're coming from.
It's industrial, work it underground
Get down, get down, get down
oh we can't, oh we can't, oh we can't be
oh, we can't, oh we can't, oh we can't be
everything's happy underground
So that is the song that named my blog. One of the greatest ever written. Thanks to the Ben Folds Five for being so brilliant. I'll probably change the title around sometimes. You know, mix things up but don't worry, always it'll be from Underground. It pretty much sums up a lot of really great stuff which I will most likely talk about at a later time. Maybe tomorrow.
So it is January 1. Last night, I rang in the New Year with my cat. Now, she's a great cat but that has got to be one of the most lonely things I have ever done. I wanted to be somewhere with someone, mainly my amazing friends but there was no one. It wasn't as though I wanted to go out and drink because for the record I hate drunk people. I just wanted to be talking to people. So I guess maybe this blog thing will give me, not really someone to talk to but just a place to send the things I have to say when no one is around.
This isn't to say that there aren't some amazing people in my life. There are. And while I'm not going to name every one now, because I know that they'll show up later, you know who you are.
I think this New Year thing might be a little crazy. If it even slightly resembles last year, there will be some staggering ups and downs but that's ok, because I'm here now. Happy New Year.

3 Comments:

Blogger Blake said...

And now you have a comment!

Drunk people can be very funny sometimes, but Santana was not a very fun drunk person to be in the vicinity of.

11:04 AM  
Blogger Sydnie said...

I love being with drunk people. They're crazy...like me. Damn, second comment. Curses Blake! :P. We love you, Anna.

1:18 PM  
Blogger Sydnie said...

Oh, hey. P.S. Phil loves that song and constantly sings it :P.

10:57 PM  

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