Calendar Girl-Stars

If I am lost for a day; try to find me.
But if I don't come back, then I won't look behind me.
All of the things that I thought were so easy
Just got harder and harder each day.

December is darkest and June is the light,
but this empty bedroom won't make anything right.
While out on the landing a friend I forgot to send home
Who waits up for me all through the night:

Calendar girl, who's in love with the world, stay alive
Calendar Girl, who's in love with the world, stay alive

I dreamed I was dying, as I so often do,
And when I awoke I was sure it was true.
I ran to the window, threw my head to the sky
And said, "Whoever is up there, please don't let me die."

But I can't live forever; I can't always be.
One day I'll be sand on a beach by a sea.
The pages keep turning, I'll mark off each day with a cross,
And I'll laugh about all that we've lost.

Calendar Girl, who is lost to the world, stay alive.
Calendar Girl, who is lost to the world, stay alive.

January, February, March, April, May I'm alive.
June, July, August, September,October I'm alive.
November, December, you all through the winter, I'm alive.

I'm alive.

(for someone--or anyone--who needs to hear it)

So, it's been forever since I've posted here. I just felt the need to let out a silent scream at the fact that my finals are all today (save one). Worse, still, they are going in order of my grades in them, worst to least. I am doing not-too-poorly in PS 467, which is in two hours. PHIL 110 is so-so, and right after PS 467. Then I have a break, so that I may eat and cry (simultaneously, of course; there's not too much time) before HIST 240, in which I may get an A+. Thanks, registrar gods, for giving me study time for the only final I DON'T need it for.

Y'guys are fucking hilarious.