Perfectly Unperfect
Sunday, May 20, 2012
On another note
Procrastinating
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Random Ramblings
It’s 12:28 here in Florida and I was just listening to Riot by Three Days Grace. Ya know, “let’s start a riot, let’s start a riot”? Now I’m listening to Colbie Caillat’s fabulous cover of I Want You Back by Jackson 5.
ANYWAYS, everyone in my house is sleep and I’m forced to entertain myself. Not only that though, but I’m at an internal conflict of whether or not to be sneaky and play Sims 3 or be a good little girl and play Sims 2 until it screws up again.
DECISIONS. DECISIONS. DECISIONS.
Michael Buble has a fairly nice voice. But some of his songs sound alike.
#np The Cab Radio on Pandora.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Song Of The Day
"There's a shop down the street,
where they sell plastic rings,
for a quarter a piece, I swear it.
Yeah, I know that it's cheap,
not like gold in your dreams,
but I hope that you'll still wear it.
Yeah, the ink may stain my skin,
and my jeans may all be ripped.
I'm not perfect, but I swear,
I'm perfect for you.
..and there's no guarantee,
that this will be easy.
It's not a miracle ya need, believe me.
Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me,
but I will love you endlessly.
Wings aren't what you need, you need me.
There's a house on the hill,
with a view of the town,
and I know how you adore it.
So I'll work everyday,
through the sun, and the rain,
until I can afford it.
Yeah, your friends may think I'm crazy,
cause they can only see,
I'm not perfect, but I swear, I'm perfect for you.
..and there's no guarantee,
that this will be easy.
It's not a miracle ya need, believe me.
Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me,
but I will love you endlessly.
Wings aren't what you need, you need me.
(You need me, I know you need me,
you need me, I know you need me)
Ink may stain my skin,
and my jeans may all be ripped.
I'm not perfect, but I swear,
I'm perfect for you.
..and there's no guarantee,
that this will be easy. (This will be easy)
It's not a miracle ya need, believe me. (Won't you believe me?)
Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me,
but I will love you endlessly.
Wings aren't what you need, you need me. (You know you need me)
(I know you need me)
You need me,
(I know you need me)
You need me,
(I know you need me)
There's a shop down the street,
where they sell plastic rings,
for a quarter a piece, I swear it.
Yeah, I know that it's cheap,
not like gold in your dreams,
but I hope that you'll still wear it."
As I said, new favorite band. :)
School Lunch
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Music
Everywhere you go there's music. On the Telly, more and more ads are starting to use jingles. A classic one? "Ba da Ba Ba da I'm loving it."
Everything is music. Voices, cars, rustling leaves, washers an dryers, ANY AND EVERYTHING. It all depends on the interpreter. Even silence is music. Music is life, life is music.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
My *Wonderful* Mother
I just got home from the dentist, everything’s going good, at least I have no oral diseases. But I do have a cavity, a tiny one on the last tooth my dentist checked. My dentist looks like a knock-off guido, not that it matters, just thought that I’d throw that in there, Anyway, well Mom’s not happy. She seems to think that I enjoy spending money because I “can’t rush my teeth right.” Obviously she doesn’t know me. I absolutely, positively hate making my father spend extra money on me. I hate being a burden on somebody. And sometimes I feel like I’m just that, especially at that moment. Sometimes, a lot of times, my mom just makes situations so much worse than they already are. As if I didn’t feel bad already… ![]()



