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Name: Brinda
State: Alabama
Metro: Mobile
Birthday: 11/29/1983
Gender: Female


Interests: oil painting, writing, Service for Peace, sports, hiking, camping, long walks on the beach, watching the sunrise and set, making people smile, mud fights.
Expertise: having fun
Occupation: Student


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AIM: samuribrinda


Member Since: 1/6/2003

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Friday, April 18, 2008

into the ocean

Now floating up and down
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
be

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down

Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)

Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space

Blue October, Into the Ocean

This song says it all.


Thursday, January 24, 2008

I just realized something. . . I will always have something to do.


Monday, December 17, 2007

I wonder what life would be like if everything always went smoothly and luck was common place. Would life get boring due to lack of challenge? Or would life be incandescently and unsurmountably happy and furfilled?


Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Wow do ya'll know what is crazy. . . how little we know about ourselves. Every day some new surprise. Woah, where did that come from, how did I never know this before . . . and much more.


Friday, November 09, 2007

Funny how life is very unpredictable, but also very predictable at the same time. :D



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