Friday, August 25, 2006
song questionnaire
This was hilarious and creepy all rolled into one.
How am I feeling today? Love of the Loveless by The Eels
Will I get far in life? Talking about a Revolution
How do my friends see me? Falling away with you by Muse
Where will I get married? September by Earth Wind and Fire ...ook :/
What is my best friend's theme song? My Girl by The Temptations.. LOL
What is the story of my life? Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeplin.... thats a bit creepy actually.
What was high school like? See you Soon by Coldplay- remarkable appropriate
What is the best thing about me? By My Side by Ben Harper
What was today like? Peace Train by Cat Stevens
What is in store for this weekend? Dear Prudenc by The Beatles
What song describes my parents? This Charming Man by Death Cap for Cutie..buahaha
How is my life going? Dancing Queen by ABBA ..........die
What song will they play at my funeral? Something Stupid by Robbie Williams&Nicole Kidman. That would be freaking awesome. Maybe I should write that down somwhere.
How does the world see me? We Got the Funk by George Clinton
Do people secretly lust after me? Creep by Radiohead ....*smirk*
How can I make myself happy? Scarborough Fair by Simon and Garfunkle
What should I do with my life? I shall be released by Bob Dylan
Will I ever have children? Faded from the Winter by Iron and Wine
What will you name them? Waterlook Sunset by The Kinks
Who will you marry? Why don't we do it in the road by The Beatles *cough*
Do you have a gf/bf? The Blowers Daughter by Damien Rice
How will you die? Son of Sam by Elliott Smith
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Collage of Me
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
HELP HELP
Any Ideas as to what I should post/talk/write about on this place?
Any idea..any ideas...
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Sonnet 132
Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain,
Have put on black and loving mourners be,
Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
And truly not the morning sun of heaven
Better becomes the gray cheeks of the east,
Not that full start that ushers in the even
Doth half that glory to the sober west
As those two mourning eyes become thy face.
O, let it then as well beseem thy heart
To mourn for me, since mourning doth thee grace
And suit thy pity lke in every part.
Then will I swear beauty herself is black,
And all they foul that thy complexion lack.
-William Shakespeare.