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Sometimes I know there's nothing to say.
So do I pick up my puzzle and just walk away?
Do I follow my conscience?
Am I mock sincere?
I don't know what I'm doing here.

I have a knack for perceiving things.
I can see how it sounds.
I can feel how it sings.
When you paint me an image of who you are,
I know it's the best by far.

So,
Don't, don't, don't mess my hair, if all you do is fake it.
Don't, don't, don't say you care, cos I could never shake it.
Don't, don't, don't mess with me.
Don't, don't, don't mess with me.

No point of view is enough to quell,
the rigors of passion in this world I dwell.
If I'm going to scale the highest wall,
I'm gonna give it my all.

Riding along with this train of thought,
I see everything, I find all I sought.
And I try to kick the habit of trying to reach.
But there's something I do beseech.

So please,
Don't, don't, don't mess my hair, if all you do is fake it.
Don't, don't, don't say you care, cos I could never shake it.
Don't, don't, don't mess with me.
Don't, don't, don't mess with me.

I'll say it's not surprising.
You're sweet talking, mesmerizing, juicy and appetizing.
True.
But will I need to get over you?

Feels like my sun is rising.
Tick, tick, tick, synchronizing, readjusting, organizing me.
Is this fiction reality?

Bless the uncompromising
with no shame for advertising
when my needs go through downsizing
I need someone to pick up my beat.

My dreams need realizing.
Candles on sugar icing.
Judgment and harmonizing,
or it'll end up like before.

Don't, don't, don't mess my hair, if all you do is fake it.
Don't, don't, don't say you care, cos I could never shake it.
Don't, don't, don't mess with me.
Don't, don't, don't mess with me.

Voi kun pienilla asioilla saa paivasta jotain mukavaa aikaseks. Tai no siis olin kaupungissa shoppailemassa pari tuntia, ei mitaan ihmeellista valttamatta siina, mutta sit bussia odotellessa paisto aurinko niin makeasti ja tuli oikeasti lammin ja kovin kevainen fiilis. Oli niin ihanaa ^^ Ja sit sen jalkeen tietty varjasin ja leikkasin hiukset yms. saadin ostosteni kanssa. Not a bad day at all. Sit oonkin lahinna keskittyny siivoomiseen ja nyt pitais lahtea lenkille koirien ja poikien kanssa. Toivottavasti pojat ei ole kovin vastahakoisia... ja sit takaisin tekeman ruokaa mulle ja Nikkille :D

... what a wonderful world.. dii di diiiddii dii ^^

Maybe Tomorrow is a Better Day
I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips
How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips
When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming
And I'm lost inside this darkness and I fear I won't survive

I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here's me
I choose the way to go, but the road won't set me free
Cos I wish you'd see me, baby, save me, I'm going crazy
Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
We shouldn't wait for nothing to wait for
Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand
I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand
Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through
Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
Let me love you in this fable, hold your heart in my hand
Our time is waiting right outside your door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day

This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
I won't cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you
And hope that you'll come knocking on my door
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
I know tomorrow is a better day

If it keeps on downloading like that, I'll have Maurice ready by tonight and I can watch it after choir and dinner. Cool

Maybe I should try doing something today, like work etc. haven't been doing much of anything yet this week ;P

Heh, kuinka paljon huvia voikaan repia yksinkertaisesti vaihtamalla naamakirjan kieleks piraattienglannin.. se on jotain niin hienoa, ei siella tarvi edes tehda mitaan, katselee vaan juttuja ja miten ne on siella ilmoitettu, saapahan hihitella itsekseen makeasti ^^

Pirate name
The name that be given ye by yer wench of a mother..

;DD

I just watched a movie. The Brideshead Revisited.
I expected it to be more like the stories of Bronte's or Austen's. Well, in different time but fundamentally alike. They're nothing alike.
In the beginning it's all happy and easy...new. There doesn't seem to be too much social pressure from other people regarding Sebastians behaviour and his obvious feelings towards Charles. And that doesn't really fit the picture in that time. In the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century.
Then in the picture comes Julia. And how Charles, the innocent and gullible little lamb is so smitten by her. And of course the disapproving family. What a setting for a cruel love triangle. So much hurt and guilt and neverending longing. So much hurtfull feelings and it is not made better by the rest of the affluent family in Brideshead. So judging.
And in the end the lion has been wearing the costume of a lamb, and those thought to be in control were actually the prey.
At the end of it all, the lion stands alone. Having wanted too much ended up losing everything.



I'll probably end up buying this one. So good. And I'll have to watch the older one as well.

Babycakes



A few years back all the animals went away.
We woke up one morning, and they just werenÂ’t there anymore. They didnÂ’t even leave us a note, or say goodbye. We never figured out quite where theyÂ’d gone
We missed them.
Some of us thought that the world had ended, but it hadnÂ’t. There just werenÂ’t any more animals. No cats of rabbits, no dogs or whales, no fish in the seas, no birds in the skies.
We were all alone.
We didnÂ’t know what to do.
We wandered around lost, for a time, and then someone pointed out that just because we didnÂ’t have animals anymore, that was no reason to change out lives. No reason to change our diets or to cease testing products that might cause us harm.
After all, there were still babies.
Babies canÂ’t talk. They can hardly move. A baby is not a rational, thinking creature.
We made babies.
And we used them
Some of them we ate. Baby flesh is tender and succulent.
We flayed their skin and decorated ourselves in it. Baby leather is soft and comfortable.
Some of them we tested.
We taped open their eyes, dripped detergents and shampoos in, a drop at a time.
We scarred them and scalded them. We burnt them. We clamped them and planted electrodes into their brains. We grafted, and we froze, and we irradiated.
The babies breathed our smoke, and the babiesÂ’ veins flowed with our medicines and drugs, until they stopped breathing or until their blood ceased to flow.
It was hard, of course, but it was necessary.
No one could deny that.
With the animals gone, what else could we do?
Some people complained, of course. But then, they always do.
And everything went back to normal.
OnlyÂ…
Yesterday, all the babies were gone.
We donÂ’t know where they went. We didnÂ’t even see them go.
We donÂ’t know what weÂ’re going to do without them.
But weÂ’ll think of something. Humans are smart. ItÂ’s what makes us superior to the animals and the babies.
WeÂ’ll figure something out.



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Times when I just can't
Bring myself to say it loud
'Fraid that what I'll say comes out somehow awry

That is when it seems
We move in circles day to day
Twist the drama of the play to get us by

And it feels like fear
Like I'll disappear
Gets so hard to steer
Yet I go on
Do we need debate
When it seems too late
Like I bleed but wait
Like nothing's wrong

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly,
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly,
Where all new wonders will appear

Like the other day
I thought you won't be coming back
I came to realize my lackluster dreams

And among the schemes
And all the tricks we try to play
Only dreams will hold their sway and defy

When it feels like fear...
Like I'll disappear
Gets so hard to steer
Yet I go on
Do we need debate
When it seems too late
Like I bleed but wait
Like nothing's wrong

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly,
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly,
Where all new wonders will appear, oooohhhh

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly,
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly,
Where all new wonders will appear

Take me high
Make me fly

Hmm, I think I had something to write about... well my mind's a bit blank at the moment, not sure why *krohom*
Well, I found a nice new series. Being Human. It's a BBC comedy-drama-supernatural -thingy. It's pretty cool. There's a vampire, a werewolf and a ghost living in the same house together trying to fit in to the human society.
I also watched Torchwood Children of Earth not too many days ago. It was the third (mini)series. It only had five one hour episodes. It was like a one long episode. They make the endings of the series too sad. The second series ended with Owen and Tosh dying and now Ianto died and Jack left Earth because he couldn't take it any more... But there should be a fourth series on the way, I just don't know when...
And I'm also downloading the fourth series of Supernatural right now. I might have enough time to watch it before the fifth series starts airing here. Which is quite soon. I've been hearing talk that the fifth series would be the last one. Too bad if it's true. It's a very good series.
Oh, and have you seen the eleventh Doctor in Doctor Who? I'm not saying that he might not be a good actor or anything like that, but he's got the best Doctor ever to replace. I want David Tennant back, he's a dream. And apparently I'm not the only one thinking like that. He's the most popular and most liked Doctor ever. And there has been nine Doctors before him, so that must mean something, right? By the way, did you know the series actually started airing in 1963? That's a hell of a long time.

Okey, I think I've been ranting long enough now. I'm surprised if someone even reads this. It's not like I had anything to say really ;P

Older that sin, and his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die.
The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caverns did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensihle rituals, when thet were not actually working in the factories.
Once every year they forced him, sobbing and protesting, into Endless Night. During the journey he would stand near every child in the world, leave one of the dwarves' invisible gifts by its bedside.
The children slept, frozen into time.
He envied Prometheus and Loki, Sisyphus and Judas. His punishment was harsher.
Ho.
Ho.
Ho.

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Merry Christmas to you all ^^