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Thursday, July 8, 20108:57 PM
day productivity :)
I have done like... NOTHING today. Nothing productive at least, from my own view and my parent's, although I'm always unproductive or doing something wrong to them. What I did do, however, was listen to looots of music, which is now a daily routine, but more particularly: punk or post-hardcore covers of mainstream pop songs :) Ice Box by There For Tomorrow (Omarion cover) is very, VERY good and is now one of my favourite songs without a doubt. The vocalist (Maika Maile) from There For Tomorrow's voice is really hot. Now, as gay as that sounds, it's true. It's just soooo good, and passionate! I recently also found this vocal cover of Taylor Swift's love story by Intohimo. Not many of you will like this because one or two verses are screamed, but nevertheless, it's fantastic but very importantly, it's funny. Mayday Parade's cover of When I Grow Up by The Pussycat Dolls is not screamo, but it's great, sounds good and funny. As the song as directed from a female perspective, yet it's sung by a guy. I'm going to the Paramore concert in October :) See, I'm a devoted Paramore fan! Hayley Williams can actually sing. I've seen heaps of bands who are great in studio, but they're total bullshit live. Hayley Williams is nearly as good in studio and the band sometimes changes the song around to give it a different feel. So worth going :) I promised to tell you all about the little Year 2 kid terrorising me last night. My memory... isn't really that reliable right now but I remember some funny things which happened. He walked up to me and after about a minute of awkwardness (as I was watching the replay of Netherlands vs Uruguay), he asked: "So... how many friends do you have?" In my mind I thought, wtfuck? Who asks these types of questions? I don't recall ever doing that when I was his age. I didn't reply for like.. 15 seconds so I said: "What do you mean?" Him, "How many friends do you have....?" Me, "Oh, I don't really count them all." Him, "Ok.... I have 6." Me, wtfuck is he telling me this in a positive or negative way? "Oh, you mean just at school right?" Anyway, we were watching the football game and he started giving me his own commentary. He even added some sound effects, to my displeasurement. He was also criticising many players' low playing standard such as when they didn't get the ball/lost the ball. Then he began explaining the foul system and free kick, as well as a whole other bunch of rules. Half of the words he said were mumbled so I didn't understand but I nodded my hand and just agreed to what he said. Then I thought: okay, I better switch programs... NO MORE OF THIS PLEASE! So we start watching Wipeout UK, and to my incredibly bad luck (though I should have known better) he started giving massive 'WOAH's and laughs. Come on, it's just people falling over. I, honestly, never found any of it funny. I remember years ago, heaps of friends said it was funny, I watched parts of different episodes... maybe it produced one or two laughs from the big, amazing stacks but the rest wasn't amusing at all. Sorry all Wipeout fans there, it's just my opinion which you don't need to take into account. :) Guess what happened after the 1 and a half hour dinner? The parents sat around the table... eating sunflower seeds... talking... for 2 hours. No joke, and I have no idea how they even manage to do it. They talk at SUCH loud volumes, nearly shouting. Sometimes it's soft... and then you get that sudden outburst of laughter. I feel uncomfortable calling the little boy 'little kid' so I'll use his real name, Jonathan. GUESS WHAT!? Jonathan taught me how to spell Kelly! :D "K - E - L - L -Y" So to keep his hopes up I said, "Oh, thank you so much! :)" He also told me he was collecting 'footy cards' of these international football players. Unless I'm mistaken, aren't footy cards all either involving AFL or Rugby? Wth. In the midst of my confusement I said:"That's wonderful" I was trying to be nice as I could. Goodbye process. When we got in the car... my parents were talking to the hosts who were outside our car for nearly half an hour. My parents already talk to them for like... 3 hours a day on the phone, what else could possibly said? Thanks for boring yourself by reading this :) Or maybe you were so bored you had nothing else to do, either way, see you. kang Tear in two, she lies awake The moon lights up the room like day Another night she spends alone Without his touch of skin so cold The blood is running through her veins With every beat, there's no escape Lost in everything she trusts Still can't seem to get enough Even though the world she loves It won't ever be the way it was And his heart of stone left hers breaking Every night she cries And dies a little more each time Say you love me Nothing left inside Say you love me And the silence will set her free Memories, they take her back Every moment fades to black Every kiss and every taste She wishes time would ease the pain Even though the world she loves It won't ever be the way it was And her heart is weak, her hands are shaking Every night she cries And dies a little more each time Say you love me Nothing left inside Say you love me And the silence will set her free And every night she cries I don't know if I'll ever make this right Cause I am just so broken by the bitterness of loneliness I'm so scared of this I don't know if I'll ever make this right Cause I am just so broken by the bitterness of loneliness I'm so scared of this Even though the world she loves It won't ever be the way it was And his heart of stone left hers breaking Every night she cries And dies a little more each time Say you love me Now she left inside Say you love me And the silence will set her free Every night she cries Every night she cries And The silence will set her free |
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