Sian. I shot 97-92!-96-96. With 25 10s, 13 9s, 1 8, and 1.... SIX! A SIX! wth... And i don't even know why it was a SIX cuz i didn't even shake.
Bleh.
I kept shooting towards the right at first. So i kept moving my position, but it didn't change a thing. In the end somehow my shots turned out alright although my sighting cards were horrible.
Then Julie helped me move my trigger back and suddenly i could shoot properly again, although i occassionally had violent jerks.
Career Seminar today. Took a bunch of notebooks and highlighters and pens.
When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight
These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come?
Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complains of violins become my only friends
August evenings
Bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones you love goodbye
You never know what temporal days may bring
So Laugh, love, live free, and sing
When life is in discord
Praise ye the Lord
Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of Violins become my only friends
I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of Violins become my only friends
I thought you said forever
Over and over (And over and over)
These thoughts run through my head
I'm addicted to this. Paperthin Hymn by Anberlin___
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