Procrastinating...

Rules:

1. Put your music player on shuffle mode.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer even if it doesn't make sense.
4. Give your comment on the answer, how they actually relate.

How are you feeling today? Upset girlfriends- Hamish and Andy (haha, actually true.)

Will you get far in life? Stumbeline- Smashing Pumpkins. Yep, 'stumbling' sounds a lot like me.

What is your best friends theme song? Peace Train- Cat Stevens. Generally.

What's your highschool like? Mysterons- Portishead.

How can you get ahead in life? Behind The Cow- Scooter. HAHAHAHAHA

What's the best thing about your best friends? Shops Closing- Hamish and Andy. Hmmm.

Describe your parents. Telling Lies- David Bowie. Ha.

How's your life going? Cigarettes and Lies- Gabriella Cilmi.

First song played on my birthday. Games- Jonas Brothers (good god no.)

Will you have a happy life? Where Eagles Have Been- Wolfmother.

What do your friends think of you? When Will I Be Famous- Bros

Do people secretly lust after you? Womaniser- Britney Spears (hahaha)

How can you make yourself happy? And I Am Telling You (I Am Not Going)- Glee Cast

What should you do with your life? She's My Winona- Fall Out Boy

Will you ever have child? Ain't No Sunshine- Eva Cassidy (is that a no..?)

What song will you dance like a freak to? Please Come Home For Christmas- The Eagles (not likely)

What does your mum think of you? The One Who Got Away- Pink

What is your deep dark secret? Bad Influence- Pink

What's your mortal enemy theme song? She's Lost Control- Joy Division

What is your personality like? I'm Not That Girl- Wicked The Musical. Ahhh, so true. :(

So that was a good time waster. Some were oddly true as well... such as what my personality is like.

I'M NOT THAT GIRL

Hands touch, eyes meet

Sudden silence, sudden heat

Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

He could be that boy

But I'm not that girl

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl...

Sigh. Anyway, I'm off.

Don't judge me by the songs there... I didn't realise i had Jonas Brothers on my iPod :/

Xx.

Maybe I should just stop talking.

I am currently feeling like my head is about to explode.

Does that sentence even make sense? God, I don't even know anymore :/

Anyway, here's a photo. Best ignore my incoherent ramblings and focus on it.

Courtesy of Akiko.

Love you.

Last week I posted a verse I wrote, and asked for any suggestions. One of my closest friends, let's call her A, read my post and, being the wonderful person she is, wrote a poem based on my lines.

I'm just a little ecstatic.

So I will record it here to show you followers (if there is any...) just how talented she is. So, A, this blog post is dedicated to you. Hope you like it.

"I looked for you last night,

in a place I thought you'd be,

and I dreamed a little daydream

that you'd seem to notice me,

But no you were not there,

and the daydream stayed a dream,

and the lullabies you sang

were never meant to be for me.

So I sang myself a little song,

to mend my broken heart,

took two deep breaths and made myself

work back towards the start,

I fixed myself for friendship,

and wrote it out in stone,

I shall not need the love of thee,

I'm better off alone.

And in that verse you saw me fall,

and moved to catch the fray,

you could not lose what you thought you ought,

you came to save the day,

So now I know those songs you sing,

told of how we just weren't meant to be,

It's alright though, because I also know,

You'll always rescue me."

I wish I could be as talented as she.

Xx.

Blush.

Why is a blush always associated with being embarrassed? It can be caused by any number of things, like being mad, sad, or it just being too hot in the room...

I'm so sick of doing something stupid on purpose, being fully aware of how it looks, then laughing (which makes me go red) and people saying "Awww, she's all embarrassed..." all patronising-like. Ugh. Can't a girl have a good time without being picked on, belittled or criticized? Apparently not these days...

Xx.

Writer's block.

I looked for you last night,

In a place I thought you'd be,

And I dreamed a little daydream that you'd seem to notice me...

But no you were not there,

And the daydream stayed a dream,

And the lullabyes you sang were never meant to be for me.

Song lyrics I wrote. Haven't got any further, as usual. Suggestions?

Xx.

Oh how I miss romance.

Lately all I hear from my friends are stories about their love lives. They gleefully or sorrowfully spill all about their conquests and troubles, then wait for my advice. Which i give freely, of course.

But I find myself wishing, why can't it be me?

If only the rain could wash my cares away as easily as it does the summer's dust.