BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY

Talking to Korey's friend Cory at the moment - interesting stuff, indeed. NAME COINCIDENCE, HAHAHA!

These lyrics to Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody seem to fit my mood right now:

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
A little high, little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,
To me

Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo,
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning - very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro, Magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go
Will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go! Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go! Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go! Let me go
Will not let you go! Let me go
Will not let you go! Let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out
Just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows....


I've decided to take Grandma to her dentist appointment on Friday, so should set my alarm accordingly. I know she's getting forgetful, and I also know she's afraid of busing there for the first time by herself. At least Dad can drop us off on his way to the church since he works late? Haha. I guess I'll have to bus her home after the appointment, so there will be no telling Eric (again) that he won't have to pick me up! It'll be interesting times, haha. (Mom thought the "Jeremy has a girlfriend!" story was bewildering, especially because Karmie's older than he is by at least ten or fifteen years! :P)