Finals week is quickly approaching. This is one of those times in my life in which I feel the need to scream and throw things. I have, however, decided that I don't want to stress myself out so much this semester. Last semester, I almost freaked out completely, and that was a mess. I'm trying to look on the positive side this time. For instance, I only have to be in a classroom with that dreaded professor of chemistry on last time. After completing my statistics final I will be done with all required math.
This makes me happy. :) <--------That's me.
Anywho, I figure if I study my hardest and I try my best then it's out of my hands. I found that that's a good theory for most situations in my life.
Out of My Hands
There you go changing my plans again
There you go shifting my sands again
For reasons I don't understand again
Lately I don't have a clue
Just when I start liking what I see
There you go changing my scenery
I never know where you're taking me
I'm trying just to follow you
It's out of my hands
It's out of my reach
It's over my head
And it's out of my league
There's too many things
That I don't understand
So it's into your will
And it's out of my hands
There you go healing these scars again
Showing me right where you are again
I'm helpless, and that's where I start again
I'm giving it all up to you
It's out my hands
It's out my reach
It's over my head
And it's out of my league
There's too many things
That I don't understand
So it's into your will
And it's out my hands
Move me, make me
Choose me, change me
Send me, shake me
Find me, remind me
The past is behind me
Take it all away
Take it all from me, I pray
It's out of my hands
It's out of my reach
It's over my head
And it's out of my league
There's too many things
That I don't understand
So it's into your will
And it's out of my hands
Matthew West - Happy
Sunday, May 01, 2005
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