Waiting for this movie to come out this Spring is what will get me through these next few months full of thesis crap, internship busy-ness, and working two jobs.
Well, the flag of piracy flew from my mast, my sails were set wing to wing. I had a jukebox graduate for first mate. She couldn't sail but she sure could sing. I pushed B-52 and bombed them with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standing. Well, I broke all the rules, strafed my old high school, and never once gave thought to landing. And I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd, but when they said, "Come down," I threw up. Ooh ... growin' up. (Growin' Up, Bruce Springsteen)
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