Dancing in the Rain...

I can easily say that that was the highlight of my year, to date. There are no words to describe the flood of emotions, pardon the pun, that i had. Have. Yes, have. Have indeed. I wish they never leave.

None the less, Mrs. Clark, it really doesn't change the fact that i have yet to be proven wrong in the matter, though i look forward to the possibility in earnest yet it remains but a possibility still.

However, that doesn't change how wonderful it was...

Here's something i wrote today. It came to me instantaneously. It was kind of strange. Maybe it's not done, maybe it is. We'll see.

If You Could See Me Now

If you could see me now,
I'd tell you everything i never said,
I'd show you worlds we'd never seen before.
I'd take you to an empty sky and
fill it with stars.

If you could see me now,
I'd tell you what you mean to me,
And how you are my everything.

But you can't see me now.
And seeing you there in his arms
I shed tears of joy and sadness,
And yet i seem to die without you.

If you could see me now,
I'd take you far beyond our dreams,
But what does all this dreaming mean?

Singing to an empty sky and wishing i could hold you once again!

If you could see me now,
Maybe, Maybe.
If you could see me now,
Maybe you wouldn't say,
Goodbye.

Yeah, i'm a cheezeball. Sue me, sue me, what can you do me? Ten points to the ppl who get that reference. Ten more points if you get the irony.

On a much less brighter note, no pun intended there either, i found out something quite, i don't think i have a word for it. Devastating? I don't think it comes close. Turns out my sister really like this guy, which comes as a wonderfuly surprise, right? Yes, yes it does. You thought that's where the dramatic plot twist was. Anywho, this is where our tale gets serious. I had known this for a little while when 'til we went to the football game where my sister was rather upset, even though we were winning and it was a good close game which us Pankuch's always enjoy. I confronted her about it to whcih she responded, as per the norm, "I don't wanna' talk about it." To which i kindly replied, "Nice try. Spill it." Well, i know why she didn't want to talk about it now. This guy, whom she, apparently, really, really, really, likes, which doesn't happen very often for my sis understand, won't date her. Why? Because

She's Nick Pankuch's little sister.

Now, i don't care how much of an ass the guy is or whatever, The fact that my sister likes him, and he possibly likes her but won't give her a chance because she's related to me is devastating. The person that i've created, as crazy and weird and ridiculously fun as he is, hopefully, has hindered her. My sister. How are you supposed to respond to that? I almost feel like i should pack up and move out. I couldn't do that to her. I'm responsible for cause her trouble and like that, especially? I just, i just can't take that. i don't know what to do. How are you supposed to tell your sister that you would stop being who you are if you could, just to let her smile, even if it was for that short of a time...but you can't. It hurts her too. A lot. I see it. Every day, i do. I just don't know.

Well, that's all folks. I'm no Peter Barsch, Sean Connery or Micahel Buble.
Just good old, good for nothin'..;)... son of a gun

Nick Pankuch

Use your mentality, wake up to reality,
But each time i do just the thought of you makes me stop just before i begin...

I'm feeling gutsy, Hil. A little more than usual.

;)