Take a Crack at This...

Here are the rules:
1. On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first twenty-five songs on the list.
2. Copy one line from each song. Avoid giving the song title away.
3. Have others comment and guess the songs.
4. Strike out each line that has been correctly guessed.

1. ...I'll be your friend for a life time, against the wind and the rain of every season...
2. ...and I, well I was only two, so I didn't have a clue of all the was transpiring...
3. ...And every single heart that i have held, in my hands, my clumsy hands, I fumbled them around until they fell, it's must safer ground just keeping to myself....
4. ....a masquerade, a game to figure out now, a cruel charade, I cannot scream aloud...
5. ...each night as he sleeps, she goes in to hold his hand, and she tries not to cry, as the tears fill her eyes...
6. ...Go! Go! Go, Joseph! You know what they say; hang on now Joseph, you're make it someday.... Go, Go, Go Joseph, Andrew Lloyd Webber (yay!)
7. ...O môr henion i dhu: Ely siriar, el síla. Ai! Aníron Undómiel...
8. ...estas redit, nunc recedit hyemis sevitia.
9. ...promises that burned within my heart have now grown dim, with a doubting heart I follow the paths of earthly wisdom...
10. ....under normal circumstances I think I know my stuff, but the rules all change when it comes to love...
11. ...Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Ring the Hogwarts bells! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Cast a Christmas spell!...
12. ...When I am weak, You show Your awesome power. In my darkest hour, You revealed Your power...
13. ...you lived to die, rejected and alone, like a rose, trampled on the ground... Above All, Michael W. Smith
14. ...shall we dance from opposite sides of the universe...
15. ...*instrumental* heh heh heh....
16. ...and I will rise to the occassion, I will rise from my knees and trust the Lord... I Will Rise, Rescue
17. ....hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite... O Fortuna, Carl Orff
18. ...when I look in your eyes, I see a million miles across an endless sea...
19. ....I'm so thirsty, I can feel it, burning through the furthest corners of my soul...
20. ...the slender grasses bend and bow and kiss the ground, and in them I see the beauty of the souls who let the Spirit lay them down, and it takes my breath away...
21. ...all I have to do is call, you come runnin' to my side, but then I look at you and you say, "it's gonna be all right"...
22. ...seven years of bumper crops are on their way, years of plenty, endless wheat, and tons of hay... Pharoh's Dreams Explained, Andrew Lloyd Webber (yay!)
23. ...there is so much unseen beauty in the heart of you, and I want to be the one to bring it out...
24. ...last thing I remember, saying "bye" to yesterday, glad to see it over, pullin' covers over my head...
25. ...I'd rather have a fake you than none at all, I'd rather go home empty than let you take the fall...

Andy started it...

AIEE!

Now you may be asking yourself, "Self, why did Lynsey make the title of this post so exuberant?" The answer is simple: I got an A- on my AP History final! AHHHH!

Can you tell I'm happy?

I had two nightmares about Mr. Beaman's class over break. In one of them, I somehow managed to get an overall A in the class. In the second dream, I scored 43 points out of the 300 possible (for those of you who are wondering, that's a little over 14%). The nightmare (unfortunately) cast a nervous gloom over my potentially relaxing vacation. I would enjoy a few precious hours of leisure before my heart would drop into my stomach like so much hardened fruitcake.

Alas, many a night was spent lying in bed, dreading my first day back to school. I speculated that I had obviously destroyed my G.P.A. and decided that my only salvation could come through dropping Mr. Beaman’s class. Of course, since I knew my parents wouldn’t really go for that option, the beating my G.P.A. was obviously about to take would definitely destroy my chances of getting into any “good” colleges. As you might have noticed, I can be quite self-deprecating at times and a bit of a fatalist (read: drama queen).

In any case, my worries were all for naught, and I can now find rest in the thought that my G.P.A. survived another potentially-fatal encounter. Heh, if this isn’t obvious proof that there really is a God, I don’t know what is! :)