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Saturday, July 12, 2008

  • Either Way-Guster

    This song can describe me...

     

    "Either Way"

    You were almost kind, you were almost true
    Don't let me see that other side of you
    You have learned in time that you must be cruel
    I'll have to wait to get the best of you
    Poison in everything you say
    Don't you, don't you?
    Wonder what difference does it make......Either way
    You were almost kind, you were almost true
    Why give away that other side of you
    Happens every time, so it must be true
    Step on a kid, he'll grow up hating you
    Poison in everything you say
    Don't you, don't you
    Wonder what difference does it make....Either way
    Were you ever kind, were you always cruel?
    Who's ever seen that other side of you?
    Happened every time, so it must be true?
    Where did you learn it's either him or you?
    You were almost kind, you were almost true
    Don't let me see that other side of you
    You have learned in time that you must be cruel
    I'll have to wait to get the best of you
    Poison in everything you say
    Don't you, don't you?
    Wonder what difference does it make......Either way [2x]

Friday, June 06, 2008

  • IQ TestYour Official Test Result
    Peter Vanderhorst, you appear to have a well-balanced romantic self.
    Balanced Romantic
    While you may get flutters in your stomach when you meet someone you are very attracted to, you do not let your romantic-self entirely dictate how you proceed. You will ask yourself if there is a chance this relationship will work before allowing yourself to fall in love. Even if you feel a romantic connection is viable from a practical sense, you will not just allow yourself to be swept away.

    You do not have many illusions about love. While you may feel a very deep attachment to someone, you know love rarely conquers all. You know successful relationships take work and compromise and a desire by those involved to make their relationship work. Candlelight dinners and words of endless love may be nice, but they don't pay the bills or get the dishes washed.

    The middle ground on the romanticism scale is neither entirely safe nor entirely lackluster. However it does not carry the weight of a romantic failure based upon being swooped off your feet. Nor is the middle ground so devoid of romanticism that you feel like you are living with a sibling. Also, there is quite a bit of evidence that with your outlook on romanticism your relationship has a very good chance of succeeding.

    Want to know about yourself? Take this test at Personality Tests

Saturday, April 05, 2008

  • Throw Me a Rope-KT Tunstall

    I want you between me and the feeling I get when I miss you
    But everything here is telling me I should be fine
    So why is it so, above as below,
    That I'm missing you every time

    I got used to you whispering things to me into the evening
    We followed the sun and its colours and left this world
    It seems to me that I'm definitely
    Hearing the best that I've heard

    So throw me a rope to hold me in place
    Show me a clock for counting my days down
    Cause everything's easier when you're beside me
    Come back and find me
    Cause I feel alone

    And whenever you go it's like holding my breath underwater
    I have to admit that I kind of like it when I do
    Oh but I've got to be unconditionally
    Unafraid of my days without you

    So throw me a rope to hold me in place
    Show me a clock for counting my days down
    Cause everything's easier when you're beside me
    Come back and find me
    Whenever I'm falling you're always behind me
    Come back and find me
    Cause everything's easier when you're beside me
    Come back and find me
    Cause I feel alone

Thursday, April 03, 2008

  • X&Y by Coldplay, Cannonball by Damien Rice, Outloud by Dispatch

    X&Y-Coldplay

    Trying hard to speak
    And fighting with my weak hand
    Driven to distraction
    So part of the plan

    When something is broken
    And you try to fix it
    Trying to repair it
    Any way you can

    I dive in at the deep end
    You become my best friend
    I wanna love you but I don't know if I can

    I know something is broken
    and I'm trying to fix it
    Trying to repair it anyway I can

    Oooohh, oooohh
    Oooohh, oooohh

    You and me are floating on a tidal wave... together
    You and me are drifting into outer space... and singing

    Oooohh, oooohh

    You and me are floating on a tidal wave... together
    You and me are drifting into outer space

    You and me are floating on a tidal wave... together
    You and me are drifting into outer space... and singing

    Oooohh, oooohh
    Oooohh, oooohh

    Cannonball-Damien Rice

    there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
    there’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
    it’s still a little hard to say what's going on

    there’s still a little bit of your ghost your witness
    *line edited because some people might not like it...not really too offensive. just...different.*
    you step a little closer each day
    that I can´t say what´s going on

    stones taught me to fly
    love, it taught me to lie
    life, it taught me to die
    so it's not hard to fall
    when you float like a cannonball

    there’s still a little bit of your song in my ear
    there’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear
    you step a little closer to me
    so close that I can´t see what´s going on

    stones taught me to fly
    love taught me to lie
    life taught me to die
    so its not hard to fall
    when you float like a cannon..

    stones taught me to fly
    love taught me to cry
    so come on courage, teach me to be shy
    'cos its not hard to fall,

    and I don't want to scare her
    its not hard to fall
    and i don't want to lose
    its not hard to grow
    when you know that you just don't know

     

    Outloud-Dispatch

    would you be the wind to blow me home
    would you be a dream
    on the wings of a poem
    and if you were walking through a crowd
    you know I'd be proud

    CHORUS:
    If you'd call my name out loud
    If you'd call my name out loud
    Do you suppose that I would come running
    Do you suppose I'd come at all
    I suppose I would

    And if we were walking
    Down a dead end street
    Would you be the one to let our eyes meet
    Or would you just keep on walking
    Down to the turn around
    Cause you know I'd be proud

    CHORUS

    And if I was gone from the land we know
    Would be the dawn
    And let your beauty still show
    And if you were walking
    And heard the cold night coming
    Would you call my name
    Cause you know I'd come running

    CHORUS

    You know I would
    You know I would
    You know I would
    You know I would
    I'd come running
    I'd come running
    If you call my name out loud

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

  • Matthew Arnold 

    Longing

    Come to me in my dreams, and then 
    By day I shall be well again! 
    For then the night will more than pay 
    The hopeless longing of the day. 

    Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times, 
    A messenger from radiant climes, 
    And smile on thy new world, and be 
    As kind to others as to me! 

    Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth, 
    Come now, and let me dream it truth; 
    And part my hair, and kiss my brow, 
    And say: My love! why sufferest thou?

    Come to me in my dreams, and then 
    By day I shall be well again! 
    For then the night will more than pay 
    The hopeless longing of the day.

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  • cherrygoop
    oh my word its your long lost chatbox!! ahhh!!! :)
  • papidesantaisabel
    hey whats up?
  • just_cry_emo_kid
    i have plenty of friends---we're all just too cool for xanga. :P see you tommorrow.
  • Mal529
    Wait...seriously? That's "In Russian please" in Russian? Hmm...
    • Posted 7/20/2006 2:02 PM
    • by Mal529
  • Mal529
    Gah! No! You have to say "In Russian please" in Russian for it to count!
    • Posted 7/20/2006 2:00 PM
    • by Mal529
  • Mal529
    Say huh what? English por favor amigo.
    • Posted 7/20/2006 1:58 PM
    • by Mal529
  • Mal529
    No good. :)
    • Posted 7/20/2006 1:55 PM
    • by Mal529
  • Mal529
    You're still researching? Uh huh....
    • Posted 7/20/2006 12:24 PM
    • by Mal529
  • Mal529
    Whatever. You know you love the Billy Bob song. And when are you going to get around to replying to that last piece of our conversation, hmm?
    • Posted 7/19/2006 9:48 PM
    • by Mal529
  • Mal529
    *gasp* HOW CAN YOU HATE THE BILLY BOB SONG?! After all those times....singing.....clapping (or whatever it is that we do)... How could you possibly hate the Billy Bob song? -Me
    • Posted 6/2/2006 6:44 PM
    • by Mal529