...as i'm browsing though my songs...

found a song that has always gotten to me...almost brings a tear to my eye =) i suppose it seems more 'real' now just cuz i'm starting to know more army ppl...

just read the lyrics, it's good; then when you add the music to it... all the more powerful.

anyways, here it is...

Letters From War
-- Mark Schultz

She walked to the mailbox
On that bright summer's day
Found a letter from her son
In a war, far away
He spoke of the weather
And good friends that he'd made
Said, "I'd been thinking 'bout Dad
And the life that he had
That's why I'm here today"
Then at the end he said
"You are what I'm fighting for"
It was the first of his letters from war
She started writing

You're good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home, make it safe
She wrote every night as she prayed

And late in December
A day she'll not forget
Oh, her tears stained the paper
With every word that she read
It said, "I was up on a hill
I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out
And bombs were exploding
And that's when I saw him
He came back for me
And Though he was captured
A man set me free
And That man was your son
He asked me to write to you
I told him I would, oh I swore"
It was the last of the letters from war
And she prayed he was living
Kept on believing and wrote every night just to say

You are good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
Make it home, make it safe
Still, she kept writing each day

Then two years later
Autumn leaves all around
A car pulled in the driveway
And she fell to the ground
And out stepped a captain
Where her boy used to stand
He said, "Mom, I'm following orders
Mom I've got orders,
And I've come home again"
He ran in to hold her,
Dropped all his bags on the floor
Holding all of her letters from war
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home

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(courtesy of dan)

question of the day..apology.

is it an apology if you are sorry for your wrongs/faults/sins/vices/etc, but yet you aren't willing to change your ways?

it's like 'at the moment' kind of scenarios. it's genuine & true at the time, but then once the moment's done, it isn't as 'deep'.

wow.

the amount of consideration i got is appalling. i never knew i'd actually ever get that much...or lack of.

NOT a fan...

...of homeless ppl.

a stupid ass homeless guy decided to shove me aside at bloor/yonge line today. f*ing asshole. he even put some of his homeless grime on my creme jacket. *mutinous glare*

i wish he would get kidnapped and sent to brazil.

random question of the day.../week.

What's your 'comfort food'*?

*comfort food = food that you'll never get tired of regardless of how often you eat; food that despite having a crappy day, you'll feel lots better after having it.

the things ppl w/ lots of time think of to do.

pfft..xanga. i've decided to spite them and do this random facts thingy on blogger. take that! =P

Post 5 weird n random facts about yourself, then at the end list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this. Also leave a post on their xanga (or blogger!) to let these people know.

1. for the past bit, i had to sleep on the couch cuz the stupid roofers screwed up my bedroom ceiling.

2. my addiction to sweets and chocolate is going away *gasp* i know. =(

3. i can't stand w/ my eyes closed w/o holding onto something sturdy else i'll tip over.

4. i still read kids books sometimes...GOOOO HP!

errr...

5. i've got so many clothes that even i have to admit that i need to stop shopping. BUT i can never have too many bags...or shoes!

gord, sam, sneha, steph, tim/bob.

rageful.

some parents should definitely either just give up their kids, or just get social services called on them. cuz they definitely don't deserve their kids. the poor kids deserve a LOT better.

so i was on cash today and while cashing out customers, there was this stroller w/ a baby in it just sitting there. everybody kept on thinking it was the other person's til finally the babi started looking fussy and a customer was like, 'oh, is that your kid' to another customer. to which they replied no. and so the question kept on going on.

mind you, this kept on going on for a good at least 5 minutes. not to mention the time before ppl started noticing that the mother wasn't there.

finally, we track the lil brother, who was supposed to be 'watching' the stroller. a lil f*ing, like, 2-3 year old. so i go and ask the kid where their mommy is..and he's like she's over there. by there, i mean he points at the kid's section...i'm in baby.

ppl can actually lose their kids if they're like 2 feet away from their kid and not paying attn to them. i swear i should have just called security (who chill rite outside our doors) and really screw over that mother. make her work for getting BOTH her kids back.

so anyways, i tell the lil kid to go find his mother and tell her that she needs to come back RIGHT now.

meanwhile, the baby's stopped fussing and is starting to cry. i couldn't figure out whether to just pick the kid up, or let him cry.

but, yeah, so the kid goes..and he comes back, and says 'she'll be here in a bit'. =| w...t...f...

she finally comes. we (including the other customers standing around) express our concern about leaving the kid alone, how there are kidnappers who will take unattended kids and such...and the mother was just like 'ok, ok, i understand'. i swear to God she didn't; she was only saying that to get us off her back.

some ppl deserve to lose their kids.