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[Nov. 7th, 2005|11:01 pm] |
Welcome to where time stands still No one leaves and no one will Moon is full, never seems to change Just labeled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No locked doors, no windows barred No things to make my brain seem scarred
Sleep, my friend, and you will see That dream is my reality They keep me locked up in this cage Can't they see it's why my brain says “rage”
Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Build my fear of what's out there Cannot breathe the open air Whisper things into my brain Assuring me that I'm insane They think our heads are in their hands But violent use brings violent plans Keep him tied, it makes him well He's getting better, can't you tell?
No more can they keep us in Listen, damn it, we will win They see it right, they see it well But they think this saves us from our hell
Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Fear of living on Natives getting restless now Mutiny in the air Got some death to do Mirror stares back hard “Kill,” it's such a friendly word Seems the only way For reaching out again |
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[Nov. 6th, 2005|08:42 pm] |
Chester Whitmore's Big Band at Rusty's Rhythm Club Chester Whitmore brings his band to Rusty's Rhythm Club in Playa Del Rey. Dance Lesson, 7:30-8. Band plays at 8. Cost $15. |
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| I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind ... |
[Nov. 6th, 2005|03:29 pm] |
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I watched the world float to the Dark side of the moon After all I knew it had to be something To do with you I really don’t mind what happens now and then As long as you’ll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still Call me Superman If I’m alive and well, will you be There holding my hand I’ll keep you by my side with My superhuman might Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak, But still your secrets I will keep You took for granted all the times I Never let you down You stumbled in and bumped your head, if Not for me then you would be dead I picked you up and put you back On solid ground
If I go crazy then will you still Call me Superman If I’m alive and well, will you be There holding my hand I’ll keep you by my side with my Superhuman might Kryptonite
If I go crazy then will you still Call me Superman If I’m alive and well, will you be There holding my hand I’ll keep you by my side with my Superhuman might Kryptonite
If I go crazy then will you still Call me Superman If I’m alive and well, will you be there Holding my hand I’ll keep you by my side with My superhuman might Kryptonite |
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[Nov. 5th, 2005|10:03 pm] |
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| As if it counts ... |
[Nov. 1st, 2005|03:41 pm] |
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[Oct. 31st, 2005|10:38 pm] |
I haven't heard anything from you at all. Nothing online, no phone calls ... I'm really getting worried. PLEASE contact me. o.o
I'm scaaaaaaaaaaaared. =( |
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[Oct. 21st, 2005|11:40 am] |
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[Oct. 16th, 2005|04:07 pm] |
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[Oct. 16th, 2005|02:23 am] |
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| Regina est Regina |
[Oct. 10th, 2005|12:40 am] |
There's a Regina in my Western Civ class, and I decided last Wednesday to base my own Regina somewhat after her, since I'd been looking for a new template.
Isn't that awesome? You never know when you'll be someone else's template for a fictional character just by existing.
Anyway, she always wears this red and pink nurse-type outfit, so that's obviously what she works at. She has a regal look, though -- kind of an Arabian princess thing going. Darker skin, and black hair that is worn with scarlet headband on top -- perfect style for something a bit more ornate in it's place. She also has a pleasant voice, and doesn't seem particularly snobbish or anything -- just kind of quiet.
So, we'll see how things go, and how much my Regina can actually shift. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2005|04:15 pm] |
Hmmm ... Interesting tidbit about Chumash language. All the vowels have a tendency to match in a word. For example, if the letter "A" appears, then all the other vowels in the word are likely to be A. Such as in "malawa", which is Chumash for EIGHT. O.O Or "tail" which is teleq (or telhe in Obispeno)
If I'd known that already, I might of incorperated it into Lani. It'd of orginated it both from Chumash AND Polynesian, since they have two diferent vowel rules. Chumash has no qualm about putting a few constants together, where as Polynesia, like many oriential languages, adores vowels and wouldn't dare put a constantant without a vowel to accompany it.
It's also interesting all the links to Polynesia and Chumash that keeps coming up. I KNOW they're linked, I have ever since I started developing Lani, but they SCOFF! They scoff. e.e But still they find more and more proof. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2005|04:12 pm] |
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You know what would be kind of fun? A Halloween wedding. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2005|03:58 pm] |
 You know what animals are thinking. You can't talk to them or anything, but, for example, if a cat started meowing, you would know why. You don't have to particularly love animals, but you can't help but grow close to them, since you're always able to understand them.
If you had a 6th sense, what would it be? (pics) brought to you by Quizilla |
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[Oct. 8th, 2005|02:51 pm] |
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| Half a figmental? |
[Oct. 8th, 2005|02:42 pm] |
Okay, I had the weirdest dream(s).
So, you and I and Peter Pan were watching TV. I was sitting on the floor, and you and Peter Pan were on the couch. Then the Disney movie of Peter Pan comes on.
And I started theorizing (again) about how Peter Pan could possibly be a figmental -- but! Not a TRUE figmental. of course, this was a little odd since Peter was in the room with us, but we still discussed it.
And I raised the question of how one could be -half- a figmental -- and one of my thoughts was "What would happen if two parents became figmentals, and left their child behind? "This would explain him being an orphan," I thought. Though Peter was never truly an orphan, he just never wanted to go back to his parents and be made to grow up.
A lot of the dream-thinking, of course, is rather odd, but it still presented an interesting scenario. What if two parents -did- become figmentals and left their infant child behind? Would any of the figmental energy from his or her parents change rub off on the child enough to be less than human *and* less than figmental?
Is it ever possible to be half a figmental? Not completely imagination, and not completely real, without shifting more to one way or the other?
And sorry if this still doesn't make sense, as I just woke up, but thought it important to get down as soon as possible.=O |
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[Oct. 8th, 2005|01:00 am] |
I missed you. =(
How was your day? |
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[Oct. 6th, 2005|06:07 pm] |
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I can't do anything right. |
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[Oct. 5th, 2005|12:39 am] |
o_o
So that's why it said you were typing for so long. *_*; Well. Good night. Good luck tomorrow, sleep well if you can, take care. =O |
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| October |
[Oct. 3rd, 2005|12:14 am] |
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I drive on her streets 'cause she's my companion I walk through her hill 'cause she knows who I am She sees my good deeds and she kisses me windy I never worry, now that is a lie
Chorus: I don't ever want to feel like I did that day Take me to the place I love take me all the way I don't ever want to feel like I did that day Take me to the place I love take me all the way
It's hard to believe that there's nobody out there It's hard to believe that I'm all alone At least I have her love the city she loves me Lonely as I am, together we cry
Chorus
(Under the bridge downtown) Is where I drew some blood (Under the bridge downtown) I could not get enough (Under the bridge downtown) Forgot about my love (Under the bridge downtown) I gave my life away |
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| Yarr, departin' quotes. |
[Sep. 24th, 2005|10:06 am] |
Mom: *to my dad* You're not wearing a t-shirt. =O *under the pirate shirt vest thingy* Dad: Tttt-shirt? Pirrrates don't wear no tttt-shirts! Mom: All proper men wear t-shirts. =O!!!! Me: He ain't no proper man, he's my Pa. =D! |
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| Eight! |
[Sep. 23rd, 2005|06:17 pm] |
~*~Result nr 8~*~
 Your power is: Extreme healing powers
Explanation: When injured your body focuses on the wound and heals rapidly, within a few seconds. This makes you pretty much hard to kill and you can help people in danger using yourself as a shield. Almost anything is possible in combat but you prefer looking after others. In bad purposes you can do the same as above but for evil intentions. This power fits you pretty good since you want to help those around you, and when you are pretty much unstopable, that's not an obsticle. You are caring and nurturing and are more a pascifist. Even if you know there are much unfairness in the world you still chose to see from a positive angle because you belive in the good of this world. You are probably friendly and have a soft spot for people who are not accepted. Though to others you come of as naive and gullible. You could be taken advantagde of if the wrong person comes around. Even if you could be seen as pure, you are not that completely since you're human and make mistakes too.
Negative aspects: If your naiveness has been making you blind for too long you could go into dark thinking.
What Power is Compatible With You? [beautiful anime pictures + 12 detailed results] brought to you by Quizilla |
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[Sep. 19th, 2005|03:19 pm] |
*giggles* <3
"Well, I'll be seein' ya, kid." -- Ralph on the phone. |
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[Sep. 18th, 2005|02:49 pm] |
I don't know how, but I just typed in strangejournal instead of insanejournal to my address bar, and actually came up with a website. O.o
Also, I should have switched to Firefox browser aaages ago. <3 |
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[Sep. 16th, 2005|04:03 pm] |
I'm so sorry. ;O; I had trouble sleeping last night, and when I came home, I passed out. *O*
I still have to do the grocery shopping, right after I eat, so, since you're idle right now, I'll just wait until I get home to message you so it won't be "Hi, Bye" by the time you see it. *_* |
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[Sep. 14th, 2005|08:52 am] |
Well Archie, I have some news for you. =D You may remember Rebbeca, from your daddy's book, this 15 year old he met when he was 13. First "whatever-you-want-to-call-it", right?
Well, you'd never have known this otherwise -- he doesn't even know it -- but you have a big sister. ;O; Her name is Olena. She has absolutely no appearance in the story, but you'd be proud. She grows up to be a highway robber, though more rumored to be a phantom, seeing as how she kills with poisoned tip arrows and is thus never seen other than as a rush of black on her horsie.
And damn, she's a looker, what with having daddy's eyes and black hair. =O
I also figured out how your brother gets saved. =D Heck, I figured out a lot last night when I should of been sleeping. *O* |
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[Sep. 12th, 2005|11:18 am] |
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Why am I so nervous about these next two courses? ;_; ... probably because I'm already doing my reading, like, right before I go into class for the classes I already have. O_o |
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[Sep. 11th, 2005|11:38 pm] |
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... It's September. I just realized that, on the way home. No wonder depression is starting to hit. It's that time of year. And being this busy, with so little time with Bunny or to even, like, *sleep*, isn't helping.
"If you only had a year left to live, what would you do?" He asked. I pondered. The same thing kept coming to mind, and it surprised me. "Escape. Just completely disappear. Get out ... adventure. What would you do, if you only had a year left?" "Write! I'd want to write everything down," he began. I became even more amazed that I hadn't said this myself. I'd always thought this before. "I'd want to get everything down, all of my ideas and thoughts, so I could leave something, so they could know me." "... ... I seem to go between two extremes. One is to truly be something incrediable; to leave a legacy; a memory. The other ... is to leave nothing." "But ... then it'd be like you'd never existed." I had no reply. But my mind keeps thinking, "Exactly." |
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[Sep. 10th, 2005|12:16 pm] |
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It put me in a sour mood, as you can see. *_* Plus I don't want to do anything eeeelllse. ;O; |
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[Sep. 9th, 2005|12:00 pm] |
Student: But why would He do that? Teacher: Now for that, you'd have to call 1-800-God, I'm just a professor. *_*
Teacher: You can't just go riding into heaven on roller blades ... Danni: But that'd be fun. =O!
Teacher: Does anyone know? ... Anyone besides poor Aletheia? |
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| Wonder if you're pregnant? NANO has the answer! |
[Sep. 7th, 2005|05:42 pm] |
"With my first, I was exhausted all the time even though I was sleeping 12-14 hours a day.
With the second two, I found I was throwing up at the first whiff of parmesan cheese or when I tried to brush my teeth.
The brush the teeth thing--that started within a week after conception and was a dead-obvious sign."
"True story:
My Grandmother didn't know that she was pregnant with my aunt until she went into labor. For real.
She was (is) a fat woman. There was no obvious stomach bulge." |
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| Starry, Starry Night |
[Sep. 2nd, 2005|05:09 pm] |
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Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left inside On that starry starry night You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They did not listen they're not listening still Perhaps they never will |
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[Sep. 2nd, 2005|08:38 am] |
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Shut the FURC UP! |
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[Aug. 31st, 2005|07:49 am] |
"My roomate is such a bitch. She thinks she's so much better than everyone else just because she's a Mormon and can therefore Apparate. Really, I think I get so mad because I'm jealous. I wish I could Apparate. Stupid Mormons." |
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[Aug. 30th, 2005|08:48 pm] |
So, my dad and I were talking in the car near to when we got home. We've kind of talked about this loosely, but I decided to bring it up. "You know, with as busy as our schedules are, if we could still just find two hours a week, I kind of would like to learn Japanese with you. Causethenyoucouldwatchanimewithme! ^O^"
Of course, that makes my daddy happy, because he loves being a language teacher. And it gives me inniative, cause I like watching stuff with my daddy, and it's hard to get him to watch anything cause he's so darn proper and nothing is good enough. ;O; But if it's for a language, well.
So, we'll see. We're talking maybe making it Sunday mornings, which I think ought to be okay. I'll have to wait and see if my dad gets all gun-ho about it like he usually does if I vaguely mention the least bit thing about a language. *_*
Something I learned from Mike though (Rosemary's husband) is that Japanese people don't like westerners learning too much Japanese. He lived there for a few years, and he said everyone would get really suspicious of him if he spoke too well. *_* |
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[Aug. 30th, 2005|08:23 pm] |
Oh boo, you already went to sleep? I was hoping we'd have a little bit of time before bedtime. :O
Ah weeeell. GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FIRST DAY OF CLASS! O.O!!! I love you! |
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| Cause you were smart to do that! |
[Aug. 30th, 2005|01:19 pm] |
Though you're probably getting familiar with it already, I will have two more classes starting in a couple weeks:
Old Testament as Literature; M, W, F; 10:00AM to 11:00AM Intro to Criminal Justice; M, W; 12:00PM to 2:00PM (starting in two weeks) Chumash and their Neighbors; M; 6:30PM to 9:30PM Intro to Western Civilization; W; 6:00pm - 9:50pm (Starting in two weeks) |
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[Aug. 29th, 2005|09:25 pm] |
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[Aug. 28th, 2005|06:01 am] |
Oof. I'm really sorry I missed you last night, Bunny. =( I wasn't able to fall asleep before I had to go to this Chumash thing for my class (the comparative essay thing means going to two museums), so I didn't get to go to sleep until around 2:00pm. Bright side is that I'll be up until probably like, late afternoon to early evening, so, who knows, maybe it'll help us get our schedules going (or at least, mine for a little bit, or long enough not to be a temptation to you to stay up with me *_*).
How'd your day go yesterday? |
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[Aug. 25th, 2005|05:38 am] |
Hahahaahahahaha. From Bryan's journal:
"Do you have any phobias? Yes, Im Aletheia'smomaphobic" |
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[Aug. 23rd, 2005|03:06 pm] |
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My mom woke me up after only a few hours of sleep, but I wish she'd woken me up sooner if she was going to ask for this. Probably wouldn't have made a difference anyway, though.
I was going to meet Rosemary for an hour before the meeting, but it's my parents anniversary today, so my mom made me cancel so I would have more time to buy her stuff. >>
I really wanted to see and talk to her, too. =( I need a real mom. |
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| Born under a bad sign, with a blue moon in your eyes. |
[Aug. 22nd, 2005|12:38 pm] |
Woo, got the 5th season of The Sopranos today. I wonder how long it'll be before I can watch that. *O* It's been a couple years since the last season came out. That really is one of my favorite live action shows, though. And it has my favorite TV show theme song ever. It's why Hellsing's music made an immediate afinity with me -- it had the smokey, haunting kind of style I'd only heard in the Soprano's theme before. *O*
You woke up this morning Got yourself a gun, Mama always said you'd be The Chosen One.
She said: You're one in a million You've got to burn to shine, But you were born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning All the love has gone, Your Papa never told you About right and wrong.
But you're looking good, baby, I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it), Born under a bad sign With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning The world turned upside down, Thing's ain't been the same Since the Blues walked into town.
But you're one in a million You've got that shotgun shine. Born under a bad sign, With a blue moon in your eyes.
When you woke up this morning everything you had was gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong. Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes, like a voice telling you there was something you should know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low - ain't it times like these that make you wonder if you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to the others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.
When you woke up this morning, When you woke up this morning, When you woke up this morning, Mama said you'd be the Chosen One.
When you woke up this morning, When you woke up this morning, When you woke up this morning, You got yourself a gun. |
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| He/She/It/D |
[Aug. 22nd, 2005|11:09 am] |
I just made my first androgynous college friend!
... I think.
Danny, the deaf kid? Is apparently female.
Professor Gill: Danny, you don't appear as being enrolled in this class. O.o Danny: *stands up and goes over* ... There. Professor: ... Danielle? Danny: Yeah.
I always thought "he" had a rather feminine build, but the face seemed so male ... the haircut is DEFINITELY male. Plus, you know. Danny. And the voice is totally neutral.
So, to avoid confusing myself further, as I still feel quite uncertain at the moment, rather than using the gender of he/she/it, I shall use D.
Danny and I actually ended up talking on the way to the parking lot, so that was interesting. D's a bit bitter about the hard luck d's had, and I feel uncertain about whether d's the type of person who may take advantage of other people due to a disability by some of the things d said, but we'll see. |
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| THIS IS SERIOUS FUCKING BUSINESS! |
[Aug. 20th, 2005|01:49 am] |
Brits steal carloads of F**king Austrian roadsigns By Lester Haines Published Monday 15th August 2005 13:06 GMT
An Austrian village called Fucking will not change its name despite sniggering Brits making off with its roadsigns.
Mayor Siegfried Hauppl has asked visitors to lay off the signs which began to attract outside attention after British and US soldiers passing through in 1945 illuminated the locals as to the English meaning of Fucking, Ananova reports.
Hauppl explained: "We had a vote last year on whether to rename the town, but decided to keep it as it is. After all, Fucking has existed for 800 years, probably when a Mr Fuck or the Fuck family moved into the area. The 'ing' was added as a word for settlement."
We reckon that Fucking has been around a lot longer than 800 years, otherwise there wouldn't have been any Fucks to lend their name to the village in the first place, would there?
Be that as it may, the disappointing news is that the residents of Fucking are - according to Franz Duernsteiner, an expert on preposterous Austrian village names - very "conservative" people. He said: "Most of them can speak English, and when someone asks them where they come from they are a little ashamed to say it."
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[Aug. 18th, 2005|02:03 am] |
*giggles, giggles* AIM couldn't take it and ITS HEAD ESPLODED.
Zero to hero! In no time flat! Zero to hero! Just like a tale as old as time ... a song as old as rhyme ... Little town ... It's a quiet village ... Every day ... like the one before! Little town ... Full of flabby, fat and lazy, you walked in, and oopsie-daisy! =)
A .. VERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY! To you! To me? A very merry unbirthday! To a whoooole neeew wwooorld! A dazling place I never knew ... And when it's way up here! It's crystal clear ... That now I'm prepared or the chance ... of a lifetime! Be prepared for SENSATIONAL news ... A shining new era, is tip-toeing nearer, painting the roses red! We're painting the roses red! In a world ... of my own ...
Ie ie ie! Ie ie ie! Ie ie ie, where's my samarai? If I could tuuurn back time! I'd give it all to you ... I'd take back those words that hurt you, and don'tcha sometimes ... wish your heart was ... a heart of stone? Mercy, mercy! Wish your heart was a ... half-breed! That's all I ever heard, HALF-BREED ... How I learned to hate the word, gyyypsies tramps and thieves, we'd hear it rom the people o the town, they'd call us, gypsies tramps and thieves ... but every night, all the men would come around ... and dark lady'd dance and sing and lit the candles one by one! Danced to her gyspy music until her done ... If you wanna know, if he loves you so it's in his kiss! That's where it is! Oh yeah! It's in his struttin' into town like you're slinging a gun, just a small time dude with a big city tale as old as time ... Song as old as ryhme ... Beauty and it's my LIIIFE! and it's now or never! I ain't gonna live forever! I just wanna live while you GIVE LOOOVE ... a bad name! Is there a DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE?
Bad medicine can cure my dieasease ... Always ... I know ... you'll be ... at my show! Watching ... waiting ... Camiserating ... What's my age again? What's my age again? We all live in a yellow submerine, a yellow submarine, a yellow strawberry fieeeelds fooorreeever! Isn't it good ... Norweigan wood ... Lucy in the skyyyy with diaaamonds! Lucy in the sky with HELP! I need somebody, HELP! Not just anybody, HELP! I can't be me loooove! Loooove! Can't buy me looove ... Bluuue moon ... You saw me standing alone ... Without a dream in my heart ... Without all o me ... Why not take aaall ... of me ... Why oh why did she come from planet V? Oh I don't know oh-oh-oh Martian Girl pegged in the head with a big red ball and then it was lunchtime ... The one that god gave her! Ffffly ... Away ... from here .... Sweeeeet! Emo ... tiiioon ... Sweeeet! Cause I'm a loser ... If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman? If I'm alive and well will you be there, holding my hand, I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman sweeeet! Home! Alabama! |
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| College Quotes #!1 |
[Aug. 17th, 2005|11:48 am] |
Being a passer-by is fun.
"How the FUCK can you not be having sex with your boyfriend????"
Shout it a little louder next time, girls. =D
"Oh my god!" "Yeah!" "Oh my god!" |
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