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Wednesday, January 24, 2007
my mother has no concept whatsoever of having fun.. okay i know right now im just being biased and whatever.. but oh wells.. you know the time we went all the way to the mountains of switzerland (i know it was uberly long ago but i cant forget that) she sat inside the cafe (which im sure singapore has something similar) instead of being outside experiencing the place.. ho hum.. anyways, i just wanted to sing a song for you:
There is this thing that's like touching except you don't touch Back in the day it just went without saying at all All the world's history gradually dying of shock There is thing that's like talking except you don't talk You sing You sing
Sing for the bartender sing for the janitor sing Sing for the cameras sing for the animals sing Sing for the children shooting the children sing Sing for the teachers who told you that you couldn't sing Just sing
There is thing keeping everyone's lungs and lips locked It is called fear and it's seeing a great renaissance After the show you can not sing wherever you want But for now let's just pretend we're all gonna get bombed So sing
Sing cause its obvious sing for the astronauts sing Sing for the president sing for the terrorists sing Sing for the soccer team sing for the janjaweed sing Sing for the kid with the phone who refuses to sing Just sing
Life is no cabaret We don't care what you say We're inviting you anyway You motherfuckers you'll sing someday... You motherfuckers you'll sing someday... You motherfuckers you'll sing someday...
yesyes i know.. what? dresden dolls again!??! im sorry im on a dresden dolls thing right now i cant get enough of them.. even though im like a lousy fan.. i havent gotten either of their albums.. still thinking about how to work that into my budget.. got everything from youtube haha.. *sheepish grin* but i wanna hear the rest.. :( *whines* i remember i was on a simple plan thing for the longest of times.. no idea how on earth i could have fallen in love with that bunch with that bunch of overgrown teenage crazies who have nothing better to do besides trying to be angsty and jump around in their music videos.. ah, but unfortunately since they have already managed to worm their way into my heart, theyll forever have a place there, a really tiny one, but a space nonetheless.. but anyways, omg they are so.adorable.. and so capable with getting themselves stuffed into my head.. i just watched one of their backstabber videos (not the one with panic in the studio) its suuuuuuuper funny lah.. but i think need parental guidance lehs, aiyars never mind im pretty sure we all can make well and informed choices.. hurray for us.. wells, im singing for you, people.. whereever you may be.. even though my singing could probably break glass, but anyways.. yes and even though the end part needs censoring.. sorry about that, didnt feel too good about cutting the song up.. (there she goes again.. she just saw that little paragraph up there and went a bit crazy.. a bit.. i think shes tired.. yes mother, your daughter is turning out to be such a freako, unlike you, of course..) yes, as i was saying.. and even though i have absolutely no idea what janjaweed is.. im singing for you! :)
1:49 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
