RIP, King.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Vibe Atlantic City by Bruce Springsteen
Mood Bittersweet.
Ashley's back, and Michael Jackson died today.
...Jackson's downward spiral has finally ended, and well, at least Britney seems to be on the mend these days... Amy's toast. But then again she's hardly that legendary for much besides her crack addictions.
And honestly, though I always thought that yes, the guy definitely had some problems, I never truly bought the molestation stories for more than pathetic attempts to grub for money, there were just too many holes in the story, and there was never anything concrete. It's always easy to judge and hate someone so enigmatic, it's Schadenfreude in the most basic of instances. I also thought that ok, so he's a little weird, but with the life he had, who wouldn't be? It's the curse of every child star isn't it? Let alone one that became the biggest star in the world. And seriously, AREN'T WE ALL JUST A LITTLE BIT PECULIAR?!?
Because no matter what there is to say about the person, the most important aspect is the music. And well, when you grow up loving rock 'n roll, you tend to realise that the person's character has got nothing to do whatsoever with their creations and their genius. After all, 90% of the best music eveeerrr was written by LSD, weed, crack, heroin and every other narcotic and alcohol known to mankind. I mean, c'mon, "Lucy in the sky with diamonds..."? It's not even a secret that musicians keep, we all know it, and we love the music anyways, because well, maybe man's work just isn't that interesting without a little help. Geez.
The guy probably had severe body dysmorphic disorder, which any girl out there can relate to, again magnified by living in the display window that is worldwide fame. And I suspect he could've also been bipolar, again with a life like that.
Either way, he had problems just like the rest of us. His music didn't. Though I admit some of his styles were a bit questionable la, but then again look at Lady Gaga =/
Love him or hate him, he made an impact in your life.
When I was little, he was the only music star that I talked about in school that every other kid in class knew of. I mean, there weren't that many 7 year old kids who talked about Led Zeppelin in Assunta, but say Michael Jackson and the whole lot of us knew; from the kampung Malay kid who barely spoke English, to the super Chinese kid who sounded like Phua Chu Kang and the Devi-ish girl with the long braids. We all knew.
We all have the memories of singing "it don't matter if you're black or white", or trying to do the Thriller dance, and let's not even mention the moonwalk. Priceless.
His music was ground-breaking, the conceptualised music videos an industry first, the dancemoves the most obvious contribution that can be seen in the so-called big stars of today, and the live performances were downright electrifying.
...and that was actually the first thing that I thought of after hearing the news: That I never got to him perform live in his prime. Seeing Michael Jackson live had always been on my list of things I wish I could witness. Sighs.
Mood Bittersweet.
Ashley's back, and Michael Jackson died today.
I'm overjoyed at the first part, but I honestly, truly feel sad about Michael's death.
Though I don't deny always knowing that he'd most definitely follow down the track of tragic deaths, like Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Princess Diana, and well I never paid that much attention to Anna Nicole Smith, but yeah, same sorta thing. After Anna Nicole Smith died I thought to myself, next up it's gonna be Amy Winehouse, Britney Spears and Michael Jackson.
...Jackson's downward spiral has finally ended, and well, at least Britney seems to be on the mend these days... Amy's toast. But then again she's hardly that legendary for much besides her crack addictions.
And honestly, though I always thought that yes, the guy definitely had some problems, I never truly bought the molestation stories for more than pathetic attempts to grub for money, there were just too many holes in the story, and there was never anything concrete. It's always easy to judge and hate someone so enigmatic, it's Schadenfreude in the most basic of instances. I also thought that ok, so he's a little weird, but with the life he had, who wouldn't be? It's the curse of every child star isn't it? Let alone one that became the biggest star in the world. And seriously, AREN'T WE ALL JUST A LITTLE BIT PECULIAR?!?
Because no matter what there is to say about the person, the most important aspect is the music. And well, when you grow up loving rock 'n roll, you tend to realise that the person's character has got nothing to do whatsoever with their creations and their genius. After all, 90% of the best music eveeerrr was written by LSD, weed, crack, heroin and every other narcotic and alcohol known to mankind. I mean, c'mon, "Lucy in the sky with diamonds..."? It's not even a secret that musicians keep, we all know it, and we love the music anyways, because well, maybe man's work just isn't that interesting without a little help. Geez.
The guy probably had severe body dysmorphic disorder, which any girl out there can relate to, again magnified by living in the display window that is worldwide fame. And I suspect he could've also been bipolar, again with a life like that.
Either way, he had problems just like the rest of us. His music didn't. Though I admit some of his styles were a bit questionable la, but then again look at Lady Gaga =/
Love him or hate him, he made an impact in your life.
When I was little, he was the only music star that I talked about in school that every other kid in class knew of. I mean, there weren't that many 7 year old kids who talked about Led Zeppelin in Assunta, but say Michael Jackson and the whole lot of us knew; from the kampung Malay kid who barely spoke English, to the super Chinese kid who sounded like Phua Chu Kang and the Devi-ish girl with the long braids. We all knew.
We all have the memories of singing "it don't matter if you're black or white", or trying to do the Thriller dance, and let's not even mention the moonwalk. Priceless.
His music was ground-breaking, the conceptualised music videos an industry first, the dancemoves the most obvious contribution that can be seen in the so-called big stars of today, and the live performances were downright electrifying.
...and that was actually the first thing that I thought of after hearing the news: That I never got to him perform live in his prime. Seeing Michael Jackson live had always been on my list of things I wish I could witness. Sighs.
So, even though you started to look like a freak over the past decade and it was a pitiful state that nobody deserved to be in, and everyone attacked you and it seemed that your problems would never cease, your place in history is unquestionable. And I always remembered you as you were,
Maybe now you can finally be in peace, away from the cruelty of us, the people.
Rest In Peace, King of Pop.
Rest In Peace, King of Pop.
Yummyummy!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Vibe She's A Genius by Jet
Mood Fat. But happy.
I've been back just over a week and I swear I've gotten fat in that timespan.
This is no joke.
I've also been shopping uncontrollably.
As of today I suspect that I've blown about RM400 this week on food and clothes alone. HOW!?!??!
Well, for one, in terms of food, here's an example of the kind of sprees that I've been on.
Last week, the KDU gang was supposed to have lunch, a simple plan, Chicken Rice at Jln Gasing... Which then turned into so much more.
For one, Lydia's turned into the absolute diva with all kinds of demands. Like how she must sit in front in my car cos that's HER spot. And how Aaron has to sit in my car too, behind her, cos he's cool. And how I must sit next to her at lunch (not because she missed me, but "so you can reach the babi for me") Hmph.
So we got the gang from college after their class ended, and we all headed down to PJ for lunch. And along the way on Jalan Universiti, I saw this:
Question: Why would you want it to be kasar??
NYAHAHAHAHAH I SWEAR THIS IS WHY I LOVE MALAYSIA XD
Where I had this:
I loooove their Daim cake, it's so damn addictive. Oh and I also had erm, a FEW curry puffs.
So I had a plate of that, and err, 10 sticks of satay MUAHAHAHA.
Multitasking.
I had to warn Ashley that he might come home to a morbidly obese cow of a girlfriend :(
The Super Sarawakians.
And that was all consumed between 2pm and 8pm that day.
I've been back just over a week and I swear I've gotten fat in that timespan.
This is no joke.
I've also been shopping uncontrollably.
As of today I suspect that I've blown about RM400 this week on food and clothes alone. HOW!?!??!
Well, for one, in terms of food, here's an example of the kind of sprees that I've been on.
Last week, the KDU gang was supposed to have lunch, a simple plan, Chicken Rice at Jln Gasing... Which then turned into so much more.
For one, Lydia's turned into the absolute diva with all kinds of demands. Like how she must sit in front in my car cos that's HER spot. And how Aaron has to sit in my car too, behind her, cos he's cool. And how I must sit next to her at lunch (not because she missed me, but "so you can reach the babi for me") Hmph.
So we got the gang from college after their class ended, and we all headed down to PJ for lunch. And along the way on Jalan Universiti, I saw this:
Question: Why would you want it to be kasar??NYAHAHAHAHAH I SWEAR THIS IS WHY I LOVE MALAYSIA XD
And well, lunch was good, as always. 11 people and a whole lot of chicken, babi in all sorts of forms, and a helluva lot of taugeh for some reason, lols. It was awesome. I missed our Chicken Rice Lunch Tradition. It was just like old times when we'd all pile into cars after class and go pig out and Lydia would fight everyone for the last piece of babi -.-"
Jill's Radar was ON!
...and why my peace sign like hantu wan.
Boys.
LOL, this Pearl, kacau James only.
Grace & Lydia trying to seem innocent.
Awww.
(probably cos I took the babi she wanted)
The Destruction.
Why am I the only person who eats the chilli sauce is it?!
But somehow it just wasn't enough. So we decided from there to head straight to Ikea for more of our favourite foodies.
Jill's Radar was ON!...and why my peace sign like hantu wan.
Boys.
LOL, this Pearl, kacau James only.
Grace & Lydia trying to seem innocent.
Awww.(probably cos I took the babi she wanted)
The Destruction. Why am I the only person who eats the chilli sauce is it?!
But somehow it just wasn't enough. So we decided from there to head straight to Ikea for more of our favourite foodies.
Where I had this:
I loooove their Daim cake, it's so damn addictive. Oh and I also had erm, a FEW curry puffs.
In my defense, I'm not the only one to have long suspected that Ikea spikes all their food with a substantial amount of pot. It's just too addictively yummy.
Anyways, after that, we stoned at Lydia's for a bit, and then wandered down to Choy Kee, our favourite post-clubbing 3am recharge place haha. Cos the Indian guys (I think his name is Samy lol) make my fave Indomee-single-tak-mau-telur :D
So I had a plate of that, and err, 10 sticks of satay MUAHAHAHA.
Multitasking. I had to warn Ashley that he might come home to a morbidly obese cow of a girlfriend :(
The Super Sarawakians.And that was all consumed between 2pm and 8pm that day.
AND THAT IS HOW I STARTED MY PUT-ON-15-KILOS-IN-1-MONTH CAMPAIGN!!!
*********
Haih.
But I cant say it hasn't been anything short of a happy time back heh. I think I've been bumming at Old Town Kopitiam in BU8 wayyyy too many times though. When Lydia was faced with her very first Admin Law assignment (which I know all too well, of that initial terror you experience upon meeting the hell that is Admin Law) and she needed help with it, we spent 5 hours sitting there just ordering food... And the bill came up to like $70. Yeah.
But I love their kaya toast and curry mee and nasi lemak la. It's just so rich and mmmmm ;)
*rolls eyes*
Curry Mee!
The Standard OMG-WHAT-IS-THIS-BULLSHIT?!?? Pose, so common to those who encounter Admin Law everywhere.
I literally spent most of the past 4 months of my life in this pose. The pain.
Admin & Old Town.
And and seriously, I've always wondered what the Old Town Ice Fire Polo Bun would be like for years now, I was so excited to finally try it. I thought it'd come with like, dry ice or something (dry ice is hot AND cold whaat) but then, this is it: A hot bun with a cold slab of butter inside. CIS. Damn potong wei.
Ice Fire Polo Bun. Yeah, that's it.
Mmmm, yums.
Owh and of course there's also been all kinds of other random food stops in between la heeeee.
Pandan Chicken Rice!
And a few peculiar instances also. This Lydia la. I swear, anywhere I go with her she'll surely memalufy me somehow. SOMEHOW. Hmph.
...like talking about where my butt is in Starbucks in front of a bunch of white guys, who consequently turned around to see just WHERE my butt is too.
...or turning around in the middle of a mall to sing out that once-sexy line from Ciara's "Love, Sex & Magic" in Lydia Language, i.e. "You vant to grab my neck ahh talk sexy to me liddat?"
...or like making me pose with the Michelin Man's pants that we stumbled across in FOS:
Damn Cibai La This!!
I've officially dubbed her God's Practical Joke, lols. (and I mean that in the nicest of ways k) :D
NYAHAH.
But yeah.
Life is good. Hell, it's downright delicious.
....and tomorrow it gets even better, because Ashley's arriving home.
Yup, talk about total wheeness.
So yeah, lots of love all around everybodies!
Have a great week!
xoxo
But I love their kaya toast and curry mee and nasi lemak la. It's just so rich and mmmmm ;)
*rolls eyes* 
Curry Mee!
The Standard OMG-WHAT-IS-THIS-BULLSHIT?!?? Pose, so common to those who encounter Admin Law everywhere.I literally spent most of the past 4 months of my life in this pose. The pain.
Admin & Old Town.And and seriously, I've always wondered what the Old Town Ice Fire Polo Bun would be like for years now, I was so excited to finally try it. I thought it'd come with like, dry ice or something (dry ice is hot AND cold whaat) but then, this is it: A hot bun with a cold slab of butter inside. CIS. Damn potong wei.
Ice Fire Polo Bun. Yeah, that's it.
Mmmm, yums.Owh and of course there's also been all kinds of other random food stops in between la heeeee.
Pandan Chicken Rice!And a few peculiar instances also. This Lydia la. I swear, anywhere I go with her she'll surely memalufy me somehow. SOMEHOW. Hmph.
...like talking about where my butt is in Starbucks in front of a bunch of white guys, who consequently turned around to see just WHERE my butt is too.
...or turning around in the middle of a mall to sing out that once-sexy line from Ciara's "Love, Sex & Magic" in Lydia Language, i.e. "You vant to grab my neck ahh talk sexy to me liddat?"
...or like making me pose with the Michelin Man's pants that we stumbled across in FOS:
Damn Cibai La This!!I've officially dubbed her God's Practical Joke, lols. (and I mean that in the nicest of ways k) :D
NYAHAH.But yeah.
Life is good. Hell, it's downright delicious.
....and tomorrow it gets even better, because Ashley's arriving home.
Yup, talk about total wheeness.
So yeah, lots of love all around everybodies!
Have a great week!
xoxo
Labels: For the Love of Food, KDUni, Lovies, Personal
A Long Time Coming.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Vibe Grateful When You're Dead by Kula Shaker
Mood Contentedly Stuffed.
Mood Contentedly Stuffed.
Right, I know this is the most overdue of blog posts EVER and I'm so sorrryyy about how I stopped blogging in Hobart but in all honesty, THERE JUST ISN'T ANYTHING TO BLOG ABOUT IN THAT PLACE!!!!!!
This is the recap of the past 4 months of my life (not necessarily in chronological order):
- OMG IT'S SO BORING.
- OMG ASSIGNMENTS.
- OMG A PIMPLE PER ASSIGNMENT!!!!
- OMG I SWEAR MY CONTRACT LECTURER IS HIGH.
- OMG I WONDER IF ANTON (CONTRACT LECTURER) WILL SHARE HIS WEED.
- OMG I MISS HIM. (no, not Anton the pothead lecturer, duh, the more important Him)
- OMG I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON WITH ADMIN LAW.
- OMG IT'S STILL SO BORING.
- OMG WHEN I EXHALE THERE'S MIST, COOOOOOL.
- OMG I WANT NASI LEMAK.
- OMG I MISS HOME AND FRIENDS.
- OMG EXAMS CHEEEBAAIII.
- OMG SWINE FLU STAY OUT OF TASSY.
- OMG I'M FINALLY GETTING BACK MY FAIRNESS.
- OMG HOOOOOOOMMMMEEE.
- OMG WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
- OMG DAMN FUCKING HOT DEI.
- OMG I'M DARK AGAIN!!!
- OH WELLS, FOOOOOOOD.
And that's the summary.
And now, I'm back, so, LET THE PIGGING AND LIVING BEGIN!!!
Lots of love, loves ;)
xoxo
PS: Now that I'm back, there will be updates, because back here I actually have some sort of an interesting life.
PPS: I'll be here til the 9th of July.
PPPS: He's back on the 25th of June YAYS!
PPPPS: I'm so happy right now.
PPPPPS: I hope I didn't bring back swine flu, heeeee.
This is the recap of the past 4 months of my life (not necessarily in chronological order):
- OMG IT'S SO BORING.
- OMG ASSIGNMENTS.
- OMG A PIMPLE PER ASSIGNMENT!!!!
- OMG I SWEAR MY CONTRACT LECTURER IS HIGH.
- OMG I WONDER IF ANTON (CONTRACT LECTURER) WILL SHARE HIS WEED.
- OMG I MISS HIM. (no, not Anton the pothead lecturer, duh, the more important Him)
- OMG I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON WITH ADMIN LAW.
- OMG IT'S STILL SO BORING.
- OMG WHEN I EXHALE THERE'S MIST, COOOOOOL.
- OMG I WANT NASI LEMAK.
- OMG I MISS HOME AND FRIENDS.
- OMG EXAMS CHEEEBAAIII.
- OMG SWINE FLU STAY OUT OF TASSY.
- OMG I'M FINALLY GETTING BACK MY FAIRNESS.
- OMG HOOOOOOOMMMMEEE.
- OMG WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
- OMG DAMN FUCKING HOT DEI.
- OMG I'M DARK AGAIN!!!
- OH WELLS, FOOOOOOOD.
And that's the summary.
And now, I'm back, so, LET THE PIGGING AND LIVING BEGIN!!!
Lots of love, loves ;)
xoxo
PS: Now that I'm back, there will be updates, because back here I actually have some sort of an interesting life.
PPS: I'll be here til the 9th of July.
PPPS: He's back on the 25th of June YAYS!
PPPPS: I'm so happy right now.
PPPPPS: I hope I didn't bring back swine flu, heeeee.
Labels: Personal
Dance Inside The Tragedy.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
"August 28th 3:30 A.M."
by Automatic Loveletter
Put your swords away
I'm already down
The higher we both climb
The further we fall
Now we're under, looking up into the floor
And burn each other though we're dying for more
We're stuck on this dysfunction, we love it to our death
We celebrate destruction by lighting up this bed
You can take your love away
But don't you ever leave me alone
Burn the ghosts we've carried home
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
We don't talk much
When there's so much to say
We don't listen, but yet we try anyway
My stomach feels sick, bitter, and open
Reveries of helplessness
Have left me all but hopin'
We strip each other's beauty
We push it to the end
We face each other smiling
And leave it all unsaid
You can take your love away
But don't you ever leave me alone
Burn the ghosts we've carried home
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
We kiss till we bleed
We feel so much it's killing us
We fight till we’re free
(And he threatens to leave but won't let me)
We cry till we see
(Infatuations break us down)
We're healing at three
We dance inside this tragedy
We dance inside this tragedy
You can take your love away
But don't you ever leave me alone
Burn the ghosts we've carried home
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
by Automatic Loveletter
Put your swords away
I'm already down
The higher we both climb
The further we fall
Now we're under, looking up into the floor
And burn each other though we're dying for more
We're stuck on this dysfunction, we love it to our death
We celebrate destruction by lighting up this bed
You can take your love away
But don't you ever leave me alone
Burn the ghosts we've carried home
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
We don't talk much
When there's so much to say
We don't listen, but yet we try anyway
My stomach feels sick, bitter, and open
Reveries of helplessness
Have left me all but hopin'
We strip each other's beauty
We push it to the end
We face each other smiling
And leave it all unsaid
You can take your love away
But don't you ever leave me alone
Burn the ghosts we've carried home
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
We kiss till we bleed
We feel so much it's killing us
We fight till we’re free
(And he threatens to leave but won't let me)
We cry till we see
(Infatuations break us down)
We're healing at three
We dance inside this tragedy
We dance inside this tragedy
You can take your love away
But don't you ever leave me alone
Burn the ghosts we've carried home
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
Oh, don’t leave me alone,
Come on, touch me
Show me you're imperfect, too, oh,
These broken lights
They shine on us tonight
Labels: Lyrics
Keeping The Beat.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Vibe Try Me by O.A.R.
Mood Nyeh.
Because I happen to have a rare 2 hour break in which we've decided to just chill at the Law Faculty (and make use of their internet and the cool Macs at the Mac Lab which is always empty yay) I finally have the chance to catch up on Perez Hilton and blogging and well, NORMAL internet usage unlike back at Jane where everyday's a struggle for controlling my net usage...
It's been a tough week.
There's too much to do and the cycle of nothingness is starting to eat away at my sanity.
Owh and I also developed a scary dry cough, I have a slight swelling on my eyelid, and I sprained my ankle so I now have one normal skinny ankle and one pregnant-woman-esque ankle. The coughing cripple, hmph.
And yes, before you start, I do drink enough water, I drink a helluva lot of water everyday but it doesn't seem to make a difference.
Owh and being sick here is freaking expensive. One standard box of Strepsils is AUD$7!!! Fucking babis la I tell you! It's evil.
My life has turned into this sickening cycle of class, then back to Jane, which means my room basically, read/work/South Park episodes, more work, sleep. Oh and a lot of cookies and chocolate in between, and the occassional stoning-to-emo-music session whilst sprawled on my bed.
There's nothing else in between. Sometimes we take walks out at night after dinner, just for the sake of getting some air and err, exercise. Sometimes I get so stressed out and I just walk out to the city and wander around by myself simply because I need it or I'll implode.
It's basically this constant loop of just trying to make it through the same crap everyday, it's like freaking Groundhog Day everyday, with the only variation being the weather, which is more erratic than a hormonal woman.
Owh and my parents actually don't want me to come home during the 3 week break I have mid year. It's evil, I require some real food okay. And I miss it. There's absolutely nothing to do here, it's seriously starting to piss me off. I think my swearing has increased tenfold over the past few weeks, and I didn't think my swearing could get any worse but the combination of law, Cartman, lack of alcohol and too much fresh air has brought me to new horizons of foul language.
So yeah, my parents told me they're not willing to spend the money for my airfare home and they'd rather me just go around Aussie instead when honestly at this point I have little interest in any of it. But after so many infuriating chats with my dad I'm apparently gonna spend about 2 weeks in Melbourne (whereby the onus is on Josh, Jon, Choe and Ally) to cheer me up or I might just blow my brains out of boredom. There better be some shit to do in Melbourne (that I can afford wtf) that's interesting.
Owh and my caffeine intake has now risen to what can only be described as dangerously toxic levels. I'm up to about 5 or 6 cups a day; that and the load of chocolates and cookies basically ensure I'm hyped up enough to get through the day.
Cheers to the life huh.
Sigh.
Anyhoos. I miss you guys a lot. Right now I'm kindda living for the end of the year already. Wtf right. But I've basically planned out everything I wanna do for the end of the year and it's all I have to live for at this stage. Meh.
Wells, take care everybody.
Lots of love,
BAK
xoxo
Labels: Personal
I'd Do The Stars With You Anytime.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
"Romeo & Juliet"
by Dire Straits
A love struck Romeo, sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Find a streetlight, steps out of the shade
Says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"
Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"
He's underneath the window, she's singing
Hey, la, my boyfriend's back"
You shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that
Anyway what you gonna do about it?
Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget, I forget the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame
Both dirty, both mean, yes and the dream was just the same
And I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real
How can you look at me, as if I was just another one of your deals?
Well, you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin
Now you just say, "Oh, Romeo, yeah, you know
I used to have a scene with him"
Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I love you till I die"
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
I can't do the talk like the talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
Can't do anything except be in love with you
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, the bad company
And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time
Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
A love struck Romeo, he sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade
He says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"
by Dire Straits
A love struck Romeo, sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Find a streetlight, steps out of the shade
Says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"
Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"
He's underneath the window, she's singing
Hey, la, my boyfriend's back"
You shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that
Anyway what you gonna do about it?
Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget, I forget the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame
Both dirty, both mean, yes and the dream was just the same
And I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real
How can you look at me, as if I was just another one of your deals?
Well, you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin
Now you just say, "Oh, Romeo, yeah, you know
I used to have a scene with him"
Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I love you till I die"
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
I can't do the talk like the talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
Can't do anything except be in love with you
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, the bad company
And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time
Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
A love struck Romeo, he sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade
He says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"
Labels: Lyrics
Let Thee Be Warned.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Vibe Crack The Shutters by Snow Patrol
Mood *sobs uncontrollably*
Mood *sobs uncontrollably*
This is a warning/hint to my fellow law students out there who will soon be introduced to Administrative Law...
RUN FOR YOUR LIIFFFEEEE!!!!!!
OMFG Admin Law is the most wtf thing eveerrrrr!!!! I swear it's not MEANT to be understood in any possible way, and it's all some sick conspiracy by the article writers to write what is in reality complete bullshit and disguise it with fancy language and big beureucratic terms to make us think it's actually a big deal when none of it actually makes any sense!!!!
Whhhhhhhyyyyy?!?!?!?!?!
There's a gazillion readings for this thing for every single part and you know you're screwed when you read the articles but all you get out of it is a big, HUH?!?!
*sobs*
I damn stressed.
Urgh. And that's all the time I have for venting, sigh, now back to Dicey and his patented bullshit.
And my final parting words:
Admin Law Sucks Balls.
Grr.
RUN FOR YOUR LIIFFFEEEE!!!!!!
OMFG Admin Law is the most wtf thing eveerrrrr!!!! I swear it's not MEANT to be understood in any possible way, and it's all some sick conspiracy by the article writers to write what is in reality complete bullshit and disguise it with fancy language and big beureucratic terms to make us think it's actually a big deal when none of it actually makes any sense!!!!
Whhhhhhhyyyyy?!?!?!?!?!
There's a gazillion readings for this thing for every single part and you know you're screwed when you read the articles but all you get out of it is a big, HUH?!?!
*sobs*
I damn stressed.
Urgh. And that's all the time I have for venting, sigh, now back to Dicey and his patented bullshit.
And my final parting words:
Admin Law Sucks Balls.
Grr.
Labels: Rage
