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Name: Scott
Birthday: 9/23/1988
Gender: Male


Interests: Love chilling out, doing nothing, hanging out with friends, and just whatever pops up.
Expertise: Vexillology (Study of Flags), History (Damn Straight) Politics (Go Model UN!) and Procastination!
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Member Since: 10/12/2005

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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

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Sunday, May 13, 2007

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Friday, March 02, 2007

Nee...

So, I stopped in today I see that I had five footprints, which is the most that I've had in the longest time. It seems that Xanga is slowly dying off, as people move on to other sites like Facebook. Time will tell, like it does with everything, and we'll see how Xanga holds on.

Till next time...?


Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Because It's Been A While

Nothing much has happened, so not much here.

Hello out there in the Ukraine.

This next time...


Thursday, January 04, 2007

Currently Listening
Under the Iron Sea
By Keane
Crystal Ball
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Under The Iron Sea

So, I've been thinking the past couple of days. And this seems like a good place to post what I feel at the moment; what better place then the world wide web, right?

WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE PHLISPOHICAL RAMBLINGS, DO NOT READ THIS!

Starting over Christmas break, the drama has picked up again. I can at least say that this time I am not a part of the drama (at least I don't think I am), so I get to be Swiss when it comes to all of this. And I realize to myself that this has all picked up since the beginning of senior year. "My" group, as well as others, seem to find more and more ways to pull ourselves apart at the seams, and we at least are able to continue on our way, not breaking up the group that we have put so many feelings and other emotions into. Could it be that we are slowly realizing that the end is unavoidable; that we are in our final days together as these groups? Sad as it is to say, chances are that I will not be keeping in touch with 90% of my friends, though I will try to not make that due to a lack of effort on my end. It's almost as if we are adjusting ourselves to the real world, a world in which we no longer have each other to laugh with, to cry on each other's shoulders, or to gossip about one another. It is becoming harder and harder for me to be mad at people now, as I know that these are the last times I will be this close to them and be able to have conversations with them. Already I have lost friends, not because I wanted to, but because time has created space between us; we have taken different paths in the forest of life. We are getting sick of the drama, and the great play on our emotions is that we can easily see the drama around us, but not the drama containing us. We can see everyone else's contribution to this soap opera, yet struggle to see our own. Wether anyone else agrees with me or not, I don't know. But that is how I see it, and this is what I've been thinking here at the start of 2007.

So, until the next time my mind needs emptied

Crystal Ball
By Keane

Who is the man I see
Where I'm supposed to be?
I lost my heart, I buried it too deep
Under the iron sea

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall

Lines ever more unclear
I'm not sure I'm even here
The more I look the more I think that I'm
Starting to disappear

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song
I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong

I don't where I am
And I don't really care
I look myself in eye
There's noone there
I fall upon the earth
I call upon the air
But all I get is the same old vacant stare

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song
I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong



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