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"When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold..."
More about Sherisse
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Schools (Other):
UCSC
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Occupation:
Child of Sin
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Hobbies and Interests:
Graduate School
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Favorite Books:
Cold Mountain, Go tell It On The Mountain (Anything by James Baldwin), Gods Go Begging, Ariel (poetry), Shakespeare, The Parable Series
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Favorite Movies:
The Dark Crystal Foo'! Oh, and David Bowie in the Labrynth is fucking hot. Let's see- Half Baked, What Dreams May Come, Pirates of the Caribbean, How to lose a Guy in 10 Days
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Favorite Music:
John Lennon, Silverchair, Dashboard Confessionals, Deftones, Janis Joplin, Tori Amos, Radiohead, Yo' Mama
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Favorite TV Shows:
Sponge Bob, Simpsons, Without a Trace, MTV Cribs, Jackass, Tru Calling
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About Me:
When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no
Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on
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Who I Want to Meet:
I want to meet Daniel Johns and give him smoochies. I'd
also love to meet Elvis and my secret dream lover John Lennon.
But more than anything in this world, I want to meet my dad
and drink a beer with him. Some kind of microbrew would be
nice-and then we would smoke a ciggie or maybe a bowl and
lay around analyzing the stars of the heavens. God would
whisper lazily in my ear and tell me all of his secrets,
and we would rule our little cloud as the prince and
princess of time eternal.
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the 5th grade she said she would knock
my eyeballs out of socket?? i still don't
know what i said or did that made her
feel like doing such a horrid thing! oh
well - she turned out to be one of my
greatest friends! i can never forget
about that time i spent the night at your
house and steve tripped mandy, which
made her fly across the room, then she
started crying and your mom literally
kicked steven in the ass! haha! or that
one new year's eve when i thought i was
allowed to spend the night, but really, my
dad wanted me home by 12 midnight
and (i won't mention who) came home
drunk and was bawling and telling
stories! haha! i miss your mom. oops!
anyway... i miss you 2. i will always
remember you as a part of my happy
and blissfully ignorant childhood. oh,
and also as my seriously over-
developed 10 year old friend. can you
break me off some of those?? call me
sometime booch! 143
bombing down the freeway last friday.
How punk rock is that?
well.. i don't have a witty little
song to go with your name. but c'mon,
can you blame me? what rhymes with
sherisse? sherisse, perrise, gah-
reese? ANYWHOO, we've had some
interesting years together(to say the
least). Even though our time was
filled with bickering, fighting,
hairpulling, yelling, and
tattletailing.. i still wouldn't trade
it for anything! Sometimes i wake in
the middle of the night hearing your
voice in my ear.. wanna know what it's
saying? "turn over!! i can feel your
breath on my neck!!" rofl.. good
times. You've always been there when
i needed you.. helping me when steve
was trying to bodyslam me into the
floor and being patient when i
absolutely refused to let you put
makeup on me.. you're the best sister
i could have dreampt for, and truly my
best friend.. i love you so much and
can't wait for the next time i see you
=)
that was sketch. And what's with that
other guy's Guido-no-I-don't-have-a-
mullet hair. Why do we work here? What
are we doing with these wackjobs.
Sherisse keeps me sane with her
Silverchair musings and her sharp
tongue, wrangling in the morons that
surround us in our 9-5 life. No
worries, at 5:05 we have a chess date
with Mr. Lennon. He's picking us up a
slurpee at the 7-11 on the corner.