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Manu Chao |
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Will it get better when you've moved on?
When the sun makes the world a bit warmer
and people step out from the winter blues
when everyone wants to be with somebody
will I feel better
when you've moved on
across the lonely sea
that caused you to crash into me
in the first place
We had a funk parade on campus. It was grand.
"Tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet." -Anne of Green Gables
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(Love, Alas)
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| I picture you in the sun... |
[09 Oct 2004|09:50am] |
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In The Sun-Joseph Arthur |
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Hmm. Things are changing, or going to change.
I'm just doing my best not to get swept away. At least I have my friends. What I would do without them, I'm not sure. They are amazing.
Still, I miss my best friend. I wish she didn't live so far away.
But life. It's just that.
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(2 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[30 Sep 2004|11:43pm] |
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Ben Folds |
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I'll try to find words as light as the birds that fly up above. And put them in songs of love.
Sadly, I'm always running out of time to sing.
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(2 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[06 Aug 2004|01:11am] |
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In need of music.
Please assist.
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(15 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[26 May 2004|10:23pm] |
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L5Y |
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I hate memes. But I couldn't sleep, much as I tried to shut my eyes that had no problem giving me trouble when I didn't want them to.
1. Take five books off your bookshelf.
2. Book #1 -- first sentence
3. Book #2 -- last sentence on page fifty
4. Book #3 -- second sentence on page one hundred
5. Book #4 -- next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty
6. Book #5 -- final sentence of the book
7. Make the five sentences into a paragraph.
O stars, isn't it you that the lover's desire for the face of his beloved arises? Dad says, och, aye, and Mam stares at the wall with tears in her eyes. There was silence and Edward said, " I know one end of a horse from another- pretty much." It was then that the chorus of fairy bells rang from over the hills and far away right up to the door of that little stone cottage. They drove along the sea and he felt such undounded tender emotion for her that, for a full three minutes, he forgot about his book.
That was horribly pointless.
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(2 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[15 Apr 2004|12:37pm] |
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Kill Bill anyone?
1 day.
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(2 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[09 Apr 2004|05:39pm] |
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Theres a shallow bit of music I play when I feel like yesterdays bad news.
Its simple and not very pleasant. Just sound and screaming, matching to my internal fury.
Your friends are your friends because they stick with you.
Your friends shouldn't hate you because you decide to finally do something you should've done a long time ago.
My music is going to play out and over. It will spin out and over until I finally feel better. When I feel better I'll stand up and breathe. For right now I will pass out.
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(4 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[06 Apr 2004|11:12am] |
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SONDRE !!! |
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Day by day by day by day. The homework piles get bigger, the amount of Megan caring gets smaller. But she is happy.
She wants to hit up the big time this weekend with friends. This week will be good, he said it would. She believes him.
Things have changed and she can't imagine why.
But its working out fine.
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(2 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[29 Mar 2004|09:51pm] |
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I'm sick of romance.
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(3 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[23 Feb 2004|08:06pm] |
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Sometimes the long days get you down. Your foot is bleeding because you wear upsetting shoes. You should be working harder in Latin. Your room has been rearranged by vermin while you were sleeping. There is no food. The homework you find surrounding you towers above your head. And theres that form to fill out.
What do you do then?
You could try to get it done, sure. Or you could do what I do.
Do enough work to get by on, tape the foot, toss the shoes, play with magnetic poetry, and listen to Geggy Tah.
Sa-tis-fied.
( I'm dressed all in blue... )
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(4 <3s | Love, Alas)
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[16 Feb 2004|11:41pm] |
Haha, man its a shame I can't delete this.
Me = major screw up.
Its finally decision time.
I'm ready to receive a hand.
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[14 Feb 2004|04:36pm] |
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I got a paid account for valentines day.
Now I have to update more.
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(3 <3s | Love, Alas)
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