tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61442768464417522652011-04-21T12:36:12.760-07:00Johnny Ulmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013369386420997252noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6144276846441752265.post-52900028205817979882007-11-14T22:29:00.000-08:002007-11-14T22:45:09.963-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><blockquote><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> "'Welcome to the real world', she said to me</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Condescendingly,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;">'Take a seat.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Take your life,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Plot it out in black and white.'</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> And the drama queens,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I'd like to think the best of me</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Is still hiding</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Up my sleeve.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I'd love to tell you,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;">'Stay inside the lines,'</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> But something's better</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> On the other side.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I want to run through the halls of my high school.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I want to scream at the</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> top of my lungs.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I just found out there's no such thing as the real world,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Just a lie that got to rise above.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> So the good boys and girls take the so called right track,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Faded white hats;</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Grabbing credits and</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Maybe transfers</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> They read all the books but they can't find the answers.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> And all of our parents,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> They're getting older.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I wonder if they've wished for anything better,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> While in their memories,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Tiny tragedies.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I'd love to tell you,</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;">'Stay inside the lines,'</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> But something's better</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> On the other side.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I want to run through the halls of my high school.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I want to scream at the</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> top of my lungs.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I just found out there's no such thing as the real world,</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Just a lie that got to rise above.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I am invincible,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I am invincible,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I am invincible,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> As long as I'm alive.</span></span><br /><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I want to run through the halls of my high school.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I want to scream at the</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> top of my lungs.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I just found out there's no such thing as the real world,</span></span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Just a lie that got to rise above.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I just can't wait 'til my 10 year reunion;</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> I'm gonna bust down the double doors.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> And when I stand on these tables before you,</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"> You will know what all this time was for"</span></span></blockquote><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span>~ "No Such Thing" John Mayer<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">That's me in a nut shell. I;m taking the bait and hoping that there is indeed "something better on the other side". Sure, it's risky, but I like what I do; I like singing, playing music, acting, all that stuff. I want to do it for the rest of my life.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">I've been told you can't make a living off of pipe dreams. My answer is, "maybe not, but I can sure get a life out of making those dreams come true.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">I see people all over who hate their jobs. They do what they have to to get by, and I guess that's fine for them, but as Earnest Hemingway once said "Why take a vacation when work is so much fun?"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">So stay inside the lines; take your office job with your monthly pay cheques and Christmas bonuses, as for me, I'm gonna see what's on the other side.</span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6144276846441752265-5290002820581797988?l=lovelivinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnny Ulmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013369386420997252noreply@blogger.com0