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[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 20.11.2006 19:03
mä tarvitsen kuvaajan itselleni.
Voodoo Girl || Päivän runo osa 2Maanantai 20.11.2006 15:58
Her skin is white cloth,
and she's all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.
She has a beautiful set
of hypno-disk eyes,
the ones that she uses
to hypnotize guys.
She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was orginally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
for if someone gets
too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
by: Tim Burton, The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy & other stories
and she's all sewn apart
and she has many colored pins
sticking out of her heart.
She has a beautiful set
of hypno-disk eyes,
the ones that she uses
to hypnotize guys.
She has many different zombies
who are deeply in her trance.
She even has a zombie
who was orginally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her,
a curse she cannot win.
for if someone gets
too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
by: Tim Burton, The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy & other stories
Elämä on elävää kuvaa.Maanantai 20.11.2006 15:53
JOS ELÄMÄSTÄSI TEHTÄISIIN ELOKUVA, MILLAINEN SEN SOUNDTRACK OLISI?
Tässä kuinka se toimii:
Avaa musiikkikirjastosi (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, yms).
Laita se sekoitukselle ( Shuffle)
Paina Play.
Jokaiseen kysymykseen vastaa biisi joka soi.
Kun olet valmis siirry seuraavan kysymykseen ja klikkaa seuraava
Valmista?
Alkumusiikki: Backyard Babies - Ex-Files
Herääminen: HIM - Wicked Game
Rakastuminen: Sara - Momentum
Taistelu: Guano Apes - Open your eyes
Riitaantuminen: Swallow the sun - Psychopath's lair
Sovinto: Theory of a deadman - Santa Monica
Salainen rakkaus: Cradle of filth - Soft white throat
Elämä on okei: Muse - Knights of cydonia
Pettymys: Kilju - Anal Lobotomy
Ajaminen: Zen Café - Taxi
Muistot: KoRn - Got the life
Iloinen tanssi: Don Johnson Big Band - Road
Unohtaminen: Mokoma - uni saa tulla
Pitkä yö yksin: Mötley Crüe - Shout at the Devil
Viimeinen taistelu: Hypocrisy - Penetralia
Kuolemakohtaus: Akira Yamaoka - Tender Sugar
Lopputekstit: Corpotare Avenger - The Bible is Bullshit
jaa-a... ei varmaan mikään boxofficehitti...
Tässä kuinka se toimii:
Avaa musiikkikirjastosi (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, yms).
Laita se sekoitukselle ( Shuffle)
Paina Play.
Jokaiseen kysymykseen vastaa biisi joka soi.
Kun olet valmis siirry seuraavan kysymykseen ja klikkaa seuraava
Valmista?
Alkumusiikki: Backyard Babies - Ex-Files
Herääminen: HIM - Wicked Game
Rakastuminen: Sara - Momentum
Taistelu: Guano Apes - Open your eyes
Riitaantuminen: Swallow the sun - Psychopath's lair
Sovinto: Theory of a deadman - Santa Monica
Salainen rakkaus: Cradle of filth - Soft white throat
Elämä on okei: Muse - Knights of cydonia
Pettymys: Kilju - Anal Lobotomy
Ajaminen: Zen Café - Taxi
Muistot: KoRn - Got the life
Iloinen tanssi: Don Johnson Big Band - Road
Unohtaminen: Mokoma - uni saa tulla
Pitkä yö yksin: Mötley Crüe - Shout at the Devil
Viimeinen taistelu: Hypocrisy - Penetralia
Kuolemakohtaus: Akira Yamaoka - Tender Sugar
Lopputekstit: Corpotare Avenger - The Bible is Bullshit
jaa-a... ei varmaan mikään boxofficehitti...
Robot Boy || Päivän runo osa 1Sunnuntai 19.11.2006 14:57
Mr. and Mrs. mith had a wonderful life.
They were a normal, happy husband and wife.
One day they got news that made Mr. Smith Glad.
Mrs. Smith would be a mom,
which would make him the dad!
But something was wrong with their bundle of joy.
it wasn't human at all,
it was a robot boy!
He wasn't warm and cuddly
and he didn't have skin.
instead, there was a cold, thin layer of tin.
There were wires and tubes sticking out of his head.
He just lay there and stared,
not living or dead.
The only time he seemed alive at all
was with a long extension cord
plugged into the wall.
Mr. Smith yelled at the doctor,
"what have you done to my boy?
He's not flesh and blood,
he's aluminum alloy!"
The doctor said gently,
"what I'm going to say
will sound pretty wild:
But you're not the father
of this strange-looking child.
You see, tjere still is some question
about the child's gender,
but we think that its father
is a microwave blender."
The Smiths' live were now filled
with misery and strife.
Mrs. Smith hated her husband,
and he hated his wife.
He never forgave her unholy alliance:
a sexual encounter
with a kitchen appliance.
And Robot Boy
grew to be a young man.
Though he was often mistaken
for a garbage can.
by: Tim Burton, The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy & other stories
They were a normal, happy husband and wife.
One day they got news that made Mr. Smith Glad.
Mrs. Smith would be a mom,
which would make him the dad!
But something was wrong with their bundle of joy.
it wasn't human at all,
it was a robot boy!
He wasn't warm and cuddly
and he didn't have skin.
instead, there was a cold, thin layer of tin.
There were wires and tubes sticking out of his head.
He just lay there and stared,
not living or dead.
The only time he seemed alive at all
was with a long extension cord
plugged into the wall.
Mr. Smith yelled at the doctor,
"what have you done to my boy?
He's not flesh and blood,
he's aluminum alloy!"
The doctor said gently,
"what I'm going to say
will sound pretty wild:
But you're not the father
of this strange-looking child.
You see, tjere still is some question
about the child's gender,
but we think that its father
is a microwave blender."
The Smiths' live were now filled
with misery and strife.
Mrs. Smith hated her husband,
and he hated his wife.
He never forgave her unholy alliance:
a sexual encounter
with a kitchen appliance.
And Robot Boy
grew to be a young man.
Though he was often mistaken
for a garbage can.
by: Tim Burton, The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy & other stories
[Ei aihetta]Lauantai 18.11.2006 19:30
Jann Wilde and Rose Avenue.. boys out of new york. tsekatkaa... loistavaa musaa :)
hmmm.Lauantai 18.11.2006 13:08
vähän siltä tuntuu että sitten ku mun kirjautumisesta on aikaa viikko niin saa huolestua. kuukauden kuluttua saa sitten jo valmistautua hautajaisiin. tulee aika tiiviisti asuttua täällä galtsussa.
kohta pakko lähteä jkl metsästämään Jann Wilde & Rose Avenuen uutta Boys out of New York sinkkua :D helvetin kova biisi. käykää kaikki ihmeessä tsekkaamassa se :)
kohta pakko lähteä jkl metsästämään Jann Wilde & Rose Avenuen uutta Boys out of New York sinkkua :D helvetin kova biisi. käykää kaikki ihmeessä tsekkaamassa se :)
SaraTorstai 16.11.2006 17:16
Vielä muodostan varjoni
Liian vaalean päällesi
Haluan hengittää, syvempään
Haluan puhdistaa, mieleni
Kuinka paljon kestän vielä?
Onnistunko kerran vielä?
En lähde täältä yksin
sinä näytät tien
kun lähden täältä pois
Vielä muodostan varjoni
Liian vaalean päällesi
Kuinka paljon kestän vielä?
Onnistunko kerran vielä?
En lähde täältä yksin
sinä näytät tien
kun lähden täältä pois
ajattelin lopettaa tupakanpolton.
Liian vaalean päällesi
Haluan hengittää, syvempään
Haluan puhdistaa, mieleni
Kuinka paljon kestän vielä?
Onnistunko kerran vielä?
En lähde täältä yksin
sinä näytät tien
kun lähden täältä pois
Vielä muodostan varjoni
Liian vaalean päällesi
Kuinka paljon kestän vielä?
Onnistunko kerran vielä?
En lähde täältä yksin
sinä näytät tien
kun lähden täältä pois
ajattelin lopettaa tupakanpolton.
ttu tätä elämää.Keskiviikko 15.11.2006 09:56
Jo kolmas yö kun kärsin unettomuudesta. viime yönä pisin pätkä mitä sain nukutuks oli 3 tuntia. aika vähillä on tuo rem unien määrä.. nyt on kiva lähteä tsompailemaan tuonne liikenteeseen ku tuntuu ettei itseään jaksa pitää liikkeessä.
Nyt on ihan sellainen olo.. ettei jaksa.Tiistai 14.11.2006 15:13
Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)
plääh...Tiistai 14.11.2006 09:19
Jo toinen sairaan huonosti nukuttu yö takana. mulla on ihan sellainen olo ettei musta tänään ole lähtijäks koulutielle.. en tajua mistä tää johtuu.. aamulla ku herään on lakanat niin nihkeitä ku olla ja voi.. oonkohan kuumeessa? voi vitsi. this life is killing me.