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Monday, April 04, 2005
Eeeep. "What's this?" I hear you say, "one and a half months of hiatus, and this is all she has to come back to say?" To which I say I'm really sorry boys and girls, I'm doing best as I can! If you're still big on stuff from my life (hur hurhur), you're better off checking my deviantart site more regularly. That one does show that I'm alive more often than this blog does. I'm just wondering if I can charge people to advertise on my blog. Seems like a lucrative scheme but bears further thinking. In the meantime there's a shitload of work to be done, and so little time in which to do it. Major essay report due this Thursday and I've yet to really get started. Can you say ARRRRGGGHHH??? Since I'm here I might as well post the lyrics of a couple of songs I've gone nuts about over the past week or so. Dave Matthew's Band is my new thang. The lyrics of this song are pure poetry, and Dave Matthew's voice goes so beautifully with the music...and the words...when listened to in the still of the night, this song is sheer magic. "You wear nothing but you wear it so well..." :D Crash Into Me ::Dave Matthews Band:: You've got your ball you've got your chain Tied to me tight tie me up again Who's got their claws in you my friend Into your heart I'll beat again Sweet like candy to my soul Sweet you rock and sweet you roll Lost for you I'm so lost for you You come crash into me And i come into you, I come into you In a boys dream In a boys dream Touch your lips just so I know In your eyes, love, it glows so I'm bare-boned and crazy for you When you come crash into me, baby And I come into you In a boys dream In a boys dream If I've gone overboard Then I'm begging you to forgive me In my haste When I'm holding you so girl... close to me Oh and you come crash into me, baby And I come into you Hike up your skirt a little more and show the world to me Hike up your skirt a little more and show your world to me In a boy's dream...In a boy's dream Oh I watch you there Through the window And I stare at you You wear nothing but you wear it so well Tied up and twisted, the way I'd like to be For you, for me, come crash into me, Crash into me Crash into me Crash into me Crash into me I'm the king of the castle You're the dirty rascle Crash into me Oh see you crash into me baby, 'Cause I am swimming in your seas And in your ocean And I feel your waves come and crash into me Oh yes I see the waves come and crash into me Oh yes I feel the waves come and crash into me Sleeps with Butterflies ::Tori Amos:: Airplanes take you away again Are you flying above where we live? Then I look up A glare in my eyes Are you having regrets about last night? I'm not But I like rivers that Rush in So then I dove in Is there trouble ahead For you the acrobat? I won't push you Unless you have a net You say the word you know I will find you Or if you need some time I don't mind I don't hold onto the Tail of your kite I'm not like the girls that you've known But I believe I'm worth comin' home to Kiss her Waiting by this girl Only sleeps with butterflies With butterflies With butterflies With butterflies So go on and fly then boy Balloons look good from off the ground I feel you're pins and needles around We may fall and stumble Upon a carousel It could take us anywhere You say the word you know I will find you Or if you need some time I don't mind I don't hold onto the Tail of your kite I'm not like the girls that you've known But I believe I'm worth comin' home to Kiss her Waiting by this girl, this girl You say the word you know I will find you Or if you need some time I don't mind I don't hold onto the Tail of your kite I'm not like the girls that you've known But I believe I'm worth comin' home to Kiss her Waiting by this girl Only sleeps with butterflies With butterflies With butterflies With butterflies So go on and fly boy Viv wished for the moon @ 3:05 AM |
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Head in the clouds Vivienne Wong was hatched on the 12th of June 1985 and hails from Singapore, which contrary to popular belief, is not a colony of Japan. Formerly of Raffles Girls' Primary and Secondary School and then of Hwa Chong Junior College's Humanities Scheme, she is currently readjusting herself to the finer points of academia (read: she hasn't studied in ages and is really overworked) in her 2nd year at Nanyang Technological University Communication Studies. However she is currently spending the semester on the snowy plains of Ithaca College, New York, and lovin' it. Otherwise, she likes talking about herself in the third person, drawing, acting, comics, watching cartoons, eating Italian food, light rock, Irish music, Broadway tunes, acoustic guitar riffs, drawing some more and singing loudly in the bathroom. On the other hand, she dislikes unmotivated people, afternoon naps, the conventional, and people who are either smelly or wearing clothes too tight for them so that they end up bulging. Contactable here.
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