внимание!: I will be deleting/banning any Russian language friendslist spammers from my Friend of list. I do not understand your language and I don't want a pyramid of you just because one of you jumped on the bandwagon. Thank you. Spasibo. Das Bedanya!! Durak neshtiansyI ;)
*Cyrillics curtesy of Babble fish
- Mood:
chipper
A lump on the couch watching movies, eating candy and ignoring trick or treaters
- Mood:
depressed - Music:Ana Silvera ~ Salome
Mrs. Landers was a health nut,
She cooked food in a wok.
Mr. Harris was her boyfriend,
And he had a great big
Cock-a-doodle-doodle the
Rooster just won't quit,
And I don't want my breakfast,
Because it tastes like
Shih Zus make good house pets,
They're cuddly and sweet,
Monkeys aren't good to have
Becuase they like to beat their
Meeting in the office
A meeting in the hall,
The boss he wants to see you
So you can suck his..
Balzac was a writer
He lived with Alan Funt,
Mrs. Roberts didn't like him
But that's because she's a
Contaminated water
Can really make you sick,
Your bladder gets infected
And blood comes out your
Dictate what I'm saying
Because it will bring you luck,
And if you all don't like it
I don't give a flying FUCK!
She cooked food in a wok.
Mr. Harris was her boyfriend,
And he had a great big
Cock-a-doodle-doodle the
Rooster just won't quit,
And I don't want my breakfast,
Because it tastes like
Shih Zus make good house pets,
They're cuddly and sweet,
Monkeys aren't good to have
Becuase they like to beat their
Meeting in the office
A meeting in the hall,
The boss he wants to see you
So you can suck his..
Balzac was a writer
He lived with Alan Funt,
Mrs. Roberts didn't like him
But that's because she's a
Contaminated water
Can really make you sick,
Your bladder gets infected
And blood comes out your
Dictate what I'm saying
Because it will bring you luck,
And if you all don't like it
I don't give a flying FUCK!
- Mood:
amused
I may be a dead geisha, I don't know
- Mood:
cold
I doubt anything will happen in 2012 (psst, remember Y2K?), but just incase, I can't die or go to a different beyond because:
~I'll only be 22
~I haven't visited Asia
~I need to screw Eva Green
~I need to make a film or music album that will grant me many awards and acclaim
my mother is completely convinced that is when the Rapture will happen. It would be awesome if Jesus or aliens came and rejected all of the stupid so called "good Christians", oh man, that would be the highlight of my life!
- Mood:
awake - Music:JS Back - Toccata and Fugue in D Minor
I used to have to recite this every night before I went to bed:
Abwoon D'Bashmaya,
nethqadash shmakh,
teytey malkuthakh.
Neywey tzevyanach aykanna d'bwashmaya aph b'arha.
Hawvlan ladhma d'sunqanan yaomana.
Washboqlan khaubayn wahktahayn
Aykana daph khnan,
shbwoqan l'khayyabayn.
Wela tashlan l'nesyuna.
Ela patsin min bisha.
Metol dilakhie malkutha. Wahayla wateshbukhta, l'ahlam almin, AMEEN
(the Lord's prayer in Aramaic)
Abwoon D'Bashmaya,
nethqadash shmakh,
teytey malkuthakh.
Neywey tzevyanach aykanna d'bwashmaya aph b'arha.
Hawvlan ladhma d'sunqanan yaomana.
Washboqlan khaubayn wahktahayn
Aykana daph khnan,
shbwoqan l'khayyabayn.
Wela tashlan l'nesyuna.
Ela patsin min bisha.
Metol dilakhie malkutha. Wahayla wateshbukhta, l'ahlam almin, AMEEN
(the Lord's prayer in Aramaic)
- Mood:
bored - Music:Massive Attack~Man Next Door
"If not, do you get annoyed when people make assumptions "
yes, it's about 97% bullshit!
- Mood:
bored - Music:Tori Amos, Mary Jane
Luckily, they have caught my mother's lupus early and she's not having severe symptoms and she's expected to make a full recovery. I'm still scared of course because of my sister
Oh and I do have shingles. Right below my fucking neck! THEY HURT!!!
Oh and I do have shingles. Right below my fucking neck! THEY HURT!!!
- Mood:
discontent
1) my mother has lupus. She's had it for two months and hasn't told me, she just sent me an email saying 'oh I have LUPUS btw!'. She's going under treatment and she lives all the way in Israel and I can't be near her. The worst thing is that's what killed my sister. My mom and I have always had a complex relationship, but I don't want her to die. I'll talk about it more tomorrow
2)I have shingles. I haven't been diagnosed, but I know I have shingles. I have a huge painful rash. Or I'm having a reaction to some medicine
2)I have shingles. I haven't been diagnosed, but I know I have shingles. I have a huge painful rash. Or I'm having a reaction to some medicine
- Mood:
fuck everything!
My 3 fav. songs are: The Mercy Seat by Nick Cave, To Bring You My Love by PJ Harvey and the Childcatcher by Patrick Wolf. What are YOUR 3 favourite songs? (ONLY 3!)
- Mood:
lethargic - Music:Richard Strauss
When I was picking up my car from the shop (she's just fine), this guy so phony like wanted money because his daughter was killed in a car accident and has this big long elaborate story and he didn't sound the least upset. Just high. So I kept saying "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT" and he called me a heartless bitch and I should rot in hell. Which is probably true, bu that is beside the point..
OT: check out my Last FM widget on my profile page and send a request!
OT: check out my Last FM widget on my profile page and send a request!
- Mood:
cold
I made up this little quote:"When faced with adversity, PUNCH IT'S BITCH FACE!"
sorry I don't update here that much, I'm still glued to Facebook and now Last Fm. Again, if you haven't friended me yet, go to my profile page and add me on either network
sorry I don't update here that much, I'm still glued to Facebook and now Last Fm. Again, if you haven't friended me yet, go to my profile page and add me on either network
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:Rondellus planet caravan
I dare you not to cry listening to this song
- Mood:
crappy
I didn't get any Dutchie :(
- Mood:
disappointed
It's not official, but my doctor this monday is considering getting me a prescription for medical marijuana, since I'm weening off my morphine. And NO I'm not sharing it HAHAHA!
- Mood:
thankful
I haven't been posting much here because I've been too addicted to facebook. So if you want to catch more updates and stupid little quizzes I do, feel free to add me. My profile badge is on my profile page here. I think I like it there way more than here!
- Mood:
sick
Any of my friends here who isn't on my Facebook list already, have one? If so please give me the address. I like it there much better than here!
This movie will probably be lame, but I'm a sucker for evil children
plus I like her hair and wardrobe!
off to bed me goes. Goodnight kiddies!
plus I like her hair and wardrobe!
off to bed me goes. Goodnight kiddies!
- Mood:
sleepy
One day, I went to Cindytalk's MySpace page and looked in the comment section and someone had a profile picture that caught my eye: Gay Sea Shanties. Of course, who in their right mind WOULDN'T want to check that out! It was the music of a man from Scotland named Seedhill Bruiser. I don't even know how to describe how ethereal and majestic his music was. It was like shoegazer for intellectuals. A whirlpool of folk/electric beauty. PLUS he did a rendition of my favourite hymn Idumea. Here's how he described himself: A gay, schizophrenic with mild Asperger's syndrome. But he was brilliant. He also had a really ace sense of humor. Then one day, he decided to delete his MySpace account. Before I could say "aw, don't do that, I love your music!" POOF! Gone. Now I can find him anywhere. So now I must search as hard as I can for this mysterious Seedhill Bruiser
UPDATE: HE'S BACK!
http://www.myspace.com/seedhillbruiser
listen now, he's all sorts of awesome!
UPDATE: HE'S BACK!
http://www.myspace.com/seedhillbruiser
listen now, he's all sorts of awesome!
- Mood:
curious - Music:Antony/Johnsons - Spiralling
Through this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.
For, now that wheels are turning,
I find my faith deserting me...
This night is filled with cries of
Dispossessed children in search of paradise.
A sign of unresolve that,
Envisioned, drives the pinwheel on-and-on.
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.
When memory bears witness to
The innocence, consumed in dying rage
The way lies through our love;
There can be no other means to the end,
Or keys to my heart...
You will never find.
You will never find...
- Mood:
tired
