Sort of a Protest Blog

My affection — well it comes and goes

I still want to see My Chemical Romance live but not a chance now. The book’s due by spring break (reading week for all you bigshots) but we’re not nearly done.

Carmina Burana is tonight but I can’t go and see it. I don’t normally watch that kind of stuff nor do I normally go watch the VSO but hell, why not?

I have no social issues to discuss and I don’t have anything really important to say either so yeah.

County Fair (@ UBC) this April! Who else is going?

Here’s some Chemical Romance.

Well if you wanted honesty, that’s all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it’s better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?

I’m not okay
I’m not okay
I’m not okay
You wear me out

What will it take to show you that it’s not the life it seems?
(I’m not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don’t know what it means
(I’m not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!

I’m not okay
I’m not okay
I’m not okay
You wear me out

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn and frayed

I’m okay
I’m okay!
I’m okay, now
(I’m okay, now)

But you really need to listen to me
Because I’m telling you the truth
I mean this, I’m okay!
(Trust Me)

I’m not okay
I’m not okay
Well, I’m not okay
I’m not o-fucking-kay
I’m not okay
I’m not okay
(Okay)