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[01 Jul 2006|10:14pm] |
1. Randomly pick a song from your music library.
2. Find the lyrics for the first four verses/chorus.
3. Go to Google Translation and translate the lyrics from English into German.
4. Take the new German lyrics and translate them into French.
5. Take the new French lyrics and translate them into English.
6. Post the NEW English lyrics and have people guess the original song. All the boys with the court and their same
it takes my Milchshake is,
with of Verfluchtes the right is better than him him,
me can you that to better inform to him,
but I owe load me know that you wish it,
the thing which forms me,
for lesquel the individuals moves goes.
They lose their understanding which it manner I wind,
thinks to me its time
[the choral society x2]
Lala Lala, heats to him.
Lala-lalala which awaits boys my take all the boys at the court and their same all is as for it,
of right Verfluchtes is better him as for it,
me can better inform you,
but I owe simply load me can youre on him see,
you wishes me thee informs technical moods these boys,
can to him am not bought,
knowledge, robbers verfangen of maintenance,
the clock, if your,
[intelligent choral society x2]
Lala Lala, takes with of Milchshake heating to him,
Lala Lala that boys wait,
my Milchshake boys at the court and their same it is as for it,
of Right Verfluchtes is better him,
me can better than for it to inform you,
but I owe load at once that,
from OH- you receive associated,
with each one looks at these Weise-so,
you owe your charm maintained which even time to maintain your halation which perfect simply mixes to receive,
more than you inside have,
then initially to be his eyes squint,
then has to him your odor drawn aside,
[the choral society x2]
Lala-lalala, heats to him,
my Milchshake takes it all the boys at the court and their same in
Lala-lalala which await boys, is like him,
Verfluchtes the right is better him, me can you that to better inform to him,
but I must charge
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[21 Jun 2006|11:01pm] |
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I cut myarm tonight twice,and they are the worst cuts I've ever done and now my parents are saying I have to go into hospital, but it's their fault I'm like this anyway. I am so sick of them telling me how horrible I am and how I'm ruining their lives, and how no matter what they do I turn it around on them. They get together and tell me this and if I try and argue back they just say it's proof of what their saying. They just expect me to back down and agree with them that yes I am just ruining everyone's life and everything I do it just hurting people. I can't do it anymore, I can't just sit and listen, when everything they tell me makes me think that I shouldn't even be alive. I can't live like this anymore, and now I've fucking cut my arms and they're making me feel like I'm being self pitying for it, but for fuck's sake no matter I do they make it sound worthless and stupid. I can't do it anymore. I don't know how I'm supposed to go on like this.
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[19 Jun 2006|02:30am] |
According to my mother I am tearing the family apart and my dad is terrified of spending time with me.
Christ I wish I could get away. I've got NOWHERE to go to, though. I want to get a flat or something. I swear I'm going to end up doing something stupid if I stay here much longer. I am running out of coping ability here.
CAN ANYBODY GIVE ANY SORT OF HELP WHATSOEVER?
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[12 Jun 2006|02:33am] |
So uh, I don't know why but whenever I get into a RP with someone I really respect I get uh really panicky and anxious.
SOCIAL ANXIETY ON THE INTERNET!
EDITED TO ADD: oh god why do I suck so hard also there is a mysterious smell of mcdonalds in the house which is weird because we have not had mcdonalds in about two years or something and it's disturbing to imagine that Ronald Mcdonald is hiding somewhere here.
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[10 Jun 2006|02:52pm] |
From Twirlynoodle
Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random.
Step 2: Post a line from the first 10 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 5: No cheating.
"You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave."
"I don't see much of a future, unless we find out who's to blame, what a shame."
"Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are?"
"And I feel like I just got home."
"It starts in my belly, then up to my heart, into my mouth, I cant keep it shut."
"Some of these days and it won't be long, gonna drive back down where you once belonged."
"You brought me up this way, when just a little bit of love could have changed my way."
"Fancy a big house, some kids and a horse."
"Just another bale of hay, and the horses pass."
"Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend."
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[01 Jun 2006|06:04am] |
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Yesterday morning, Suki left us. I stayed in the car outside the vets for most of it, as I didn't think I'd be able to watch her leaving us, but my mum says it was very peaceful and that Suki was warm in a blanket with people cuddling her and she gently fell asleep, with a little tail wag. I came in in the end and she had already gone, so I said goodbye to her and we went home. It was a very sad day, but at least Suki isn't in any discomfort or pain anymore.
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[31 May 2006|05:26am] |
Suki is still with us. She's lasted longer than any of us thought she would, but she's gotten very thin.
Tonight she had a fit, though, and it made her yelp. Since then she's just been sleeping quietly, had a bit of a wonder around and then gone back to sleep again.
Mum says that tomorrow she is taking Suki to the vets to have her put to sleep, as it is the only kind thing to do.
I don't agree with euthanasia, as I think it's taking the life of another animal without it's consent, but...
I don't know.
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[08 May 2006|04:32pm] |
Today we recieved news from the vets that Suki, our oldest dog, rescued last year, is dying of kidney failure. She has been steadily declining these past few days, but the blood tests came back today. It feels very surreal to be typing this, but we knew when we adopted her that she was old and had a few health problems... it still feels strange though.
I worry for Penny, who we think is her daughter, and whome we also rescued. I've heard that when dogs are together for a long time and one dies, the other pines until they simply give up.
I had a cry, but I still don't think it's sunk in fully yet. Suki has been put on a special diet to keep her kidneys from failing for as long as possible, but we don't know how long that might be. Maybe days, maybe weeks.
She isn't in any pain, apparently. It's very hard seeing her face become dull and her eyes lose their shine and their brightness. When she walks now, she is so weak from not eating enough (she refused to eat) and from her age and also we just found out arthritis, thatshe practically drags her back legs around. It only seems to have happened in the last week though.
She was quite bouncy and cheeky for an old lady and now she just sleeps and lets us know when she wants to go out or go for a drink so we can help her or carry her over to the door or her bowl.
I can't really explain how I'm feeling right now. I can't believe she's actually dying. This is the first time I'll have experienced the loss of a dog since I was around about four years old, except that at that time I just came home and the dog, Winnie, wasn't there anymore, as mum had had her put to sleep at the vets. There was not other option. But now I'm watching Suki decline so quickly and it's really quite painful and heartbreaking. Words really cannot describe how sweet Suki is. Imagine every stereotype of the nice old lady down the street and that is Suki. She has such a kind, round face (which seems so much thinner now) and huge, brown eyes and such a cheeky, but gentle disposition.
I worry also about how Napoleon will handle this. Since we got Suki, he has sort of seen her as a mother and they have formed quite a bond. It's really quite funny to see such a big old dog as Napoleon looking at a little, stocky Pekignese like Suki as his mum. I wish I could explain this to him.
We are feeding Suki with a syringe now, with the special food in a mushed up form for her to eat, which is handy as she has very few teeth, just like an old lady! She's being really good with eating it, even if she does put up a little protest at first. The next few days will be hugs and photographs. We never got enough photographs of her before this. I will make sure she is as pampered as possible for her last few days here with us.
I can't really seem to comprehend what is happening.
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| THIS IS ABOUT A STRAIGHT CHARACTER FROM SUIKODEN |
[08 May 2006|01:47am] |
SUGGESTED LISTENING FOR THIS POST: http://www.xahlee.org/Periodic_dosage_dir/sanga_pemci/_p/daisy_bell.mid
OH GOD CAN YOU HANDLE HOW HOMOSEXUAL THIS POST IS!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
yes I know this fucks up your friendslist but it would not have the same effect if LJ cut, come on and be a good sport, no good getting your hate on over a picture of an obviously gay straight man being repeated 50 times. If you want to get angry about something, get angry about the fact that somewhere in the world a child dies every three seconds, not a LJ post.
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[06 May 2006|02:54am] |
INTERESTING HAPPENINGS
After being without medication for about five days due to stupidness, I'd like to state that even mild anger causes my heart to pump faster and harder to the point where I can feel and hear it quite a lot, causes waves of nausea and also hot and cold flushes.
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[04 May 2006|10:23pm] |
Akia, from the MUCK I RP at (Twisted Kingdoms), gave us all a wonderful link that I think should be shared.
Please, read this touching story of a man who thought he had nothing to live for... until a true Christmas miracle occurred....
http://www.improveverywhere.com/mission_view.php?mission_id=53
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[04 May 2006|12:45am] |
Thanks to Twirlynoodle!
"This is how it works: Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along."
I got a U. This is going to be fun!
Uranus: The name of a planet that is often said by giggling schoolchildren, due to the fact that it sounds like "Your anus", which is very funny. Recently the pronounciation has been changed to "Urinus," which is a lot less toilet humour-y, except not because URINE LOL.
Uncle: A relation, the brother of a parent, and of which I have only one because the others have not treated me well in the past and my opinion of them could infact be likened to Uranus in many ways. Hint: They are assholes.
Umbrella: It keeps the rain off of you, except I like the rain so I don't own one, but I did when I was little. It was an umbrella featuring characters from The Lion King, which was the first film I ever saw at the cinema, incidentally.
Understand: Something that I try to do but I find it hard in most situations.
Ukulele: It's an instrument and it has a funny name. That alone makes me want to be able to play it.
Underground: The place where Jareth and all the goblins of the Labyrinth live. The best place ever. Down in the Underground, you'll find someone true. Down in the Underground, a land serene, a crystal moon.
United Kingdom: Where I live. I am very proud of my home, but sometimes we don't exactly act very united.
Umpteenth: A made up number that is used when you can't actually think of the correct number, but want it to sound big anyway. IE: "This is the umpteenth time you have told me how great Suikoden it, you can shut up now."
Under: You can be under many things. You can be undercover, under the weather, or even under that guy you've had your eye on for so long, you filthy slapper!
Usher: Not only a rapper but also a job title!
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[03 May 2006|11:47pm] |
FUN FACT
The guy who played Colin the Janitor also played Pyramid Head. This may explain why for some reason he kind of turned me on WHO KNOWS.
(joke)
(maybe)
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[03 May 2006|09:59pm] |
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I am welcoming myself back to the internet.
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[23 Apr 2006|06:24am] |
TIME FOR A FUN GAME
If you comment...
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people.
OH MY GOD THE FUN NEVER STOPS YOU GUYS :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D THANKS REDCOAST!!1
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[23 Apr 2006|02:10am] |
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Sometimes I think about just not eating. I think, what would happen if I just stopped eating? Would that finally help me lose weight? I've been trying pretty hard for a couple of years now and nothing significant has happened. Now, I know that the whole anorexia thing is bad and irrational and everything, but it seems that I've tried most things except just outright starving myself. I really hate the way I look and it's one of the main contributions to why I am so low much of the time. I'm not skinny, I'm not thin, I'm not slim. And in today's world, to be anything but those things mean being unloved and ignored, and I'm very tired of being unloved. I make sure I can't be ignored by having a loud way about me, and I manage to come across as confident and outgoing, when really I would say the opposite is true in many ways.
The facts are that I'm overweight, though admittedly not by very much, I've got a weird face, a pretty severe overbite, hair that isn't really much to speak of, and chubby dimples in my cheeks if I smile. People say that I'm cute often, and that's all well and good, but uh... I'm seventeen. I don't want to be cute anymore. Cute is fine if you're five or ten or twelve, but I'm passed the whole cute thing now. I want to be attractive.
I doubt if I could actually stop eating altogether. It's been about 24 hours now and I'm thinking of food pretty much CONSTANTLY, already. I was going to attempt three days, but uh that's not looking like it's on the cards right now. I don't know.
Christ, you guys must think I am dumb as shit, all I do on here is complain about things, so uh...
This is Napoleon's backside
Please don't hate on me guys.
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[13 Apr 2006|12:24am] |
Okay this is a rant about women's so called 'sexual liberation'.
Uh, what. Okay, so I was watching TV and this woman was all "I am totally liberated and awesome because I have slept with over 130 men."
So, when did I miss the change from that making her a slut to that making her a role model? Sorry, but, uh, when did sex become so disgustingly casual?
Does anyone still believe that it should be something only between a loving couple?
AM I THE ONLY ONE?
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[08 Apr 2006|10:33pm] |
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Yesterday my aunt tried to commit suicide. She cut her arms and chest with a knife and broken glass and took an overdose. She's okay though, and the psychiatrist let her go home for some idiotic reason, so my mum has been staying with her.
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[02 Apr 2006|01:59am] |
Dammit, Boards of Canada, why have you started invading my dreams and making them unnerving?
In other news, I totally got Animal Crossing: Wild World today and will be working on getting a wireless thing or a USB adaptor for the DS so I can get gay with friends around the world.
I called my town: Fagtopia.
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| I DREAMED A DREAM |
[28 Mar 2006|09:01pm] |
I dreamed about Stiv. So, in the dream, Stiv was all crying because he had had a bad week or something and then my old drama teacher had said something mean to him and made him cry, so I was giving him a hug and saying, "It's okay, Stiv. It's okay to cry," etc, and he kept denying that he was crying or upset. ANYWAY, then we went into a jungle or something and the floor was filled with snakes that looked like vines and it was hard to tell which was which, so we jumped onto a table, like the wooden tables you get in beer gardens, you know? With the benches?
Then we found out that the snakes were the kind of snakes from Snakes On A Plane and they were crawling up the table, so I jumped onto it and started trying to avoid them and Stiv was like "GOD, THEY AREN'T THAT BAD!" and he grabbed one to throw at me, and I was all "No, Stiv, please don't!" but he threw the snake at my leg and it bit me, but it didn't hurt too much, it just felt like a little electric shock.
Interpretation, please.
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