Thursday, December 30

and I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life...
hey hey guys and dolls, the French Master is back! Guess who's back, back, back. Back again. Frances' back, tell a friend. I am back, yeah I'm back. la la lack... tehehe ya lacky
so whats been up, I think I need to get back to blogger and write agood size blog. Its about time. I remember the times when I used to post three times in a day. ahhh the obsession. kinda miss it, kinda don't.
I want to tell you a story,
but I know you wont listen,
all you'd do is stare at my lips,
and say how you want to kiss them...
aww shucks... *blushes* true story, I wish... I really do...
and then I said something along the lines of... "anytime baby, anytime. just call me up, I'm yours, you're mine..."
and then we start dancing... well you dance and I do my thing that could be called dancing but is kinda not. just waving arms and moving feet in random directions. You know the one.
the one, the one, the one that will save us, the one the one, the one that craves us...
Wow this is good, I'm so glad I came back. And its good fun too, guess its cause its holidays and I'm bored.
nothing to do, but stare at my shoes, bored at home, with my holiday blues...
We are all the walking wounded...
thats out of one of the 'Lenore' comic books I have. I have the first 4. She's hot, you should check her out. She's the cute little dead girl. tehehe =)
five hundred, twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes, five hundred, twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes, how do you measure a year in the life... how about love? how about love? how about love? measure in love... seasons of loooooovveee...
I really like that song at the mo. its good, you should all download it. Seasons of Love - RENT.
WOO! YEAH! WOOHOO!
Well I think that was an excellent blog, if I don't say so myself... love ya's all.
adios australia's awesomest amigos!

(now add the colour Frances, oh yes nearly forgot)

Saturday, December 18

Random Thought Time!

yes, here are some random thoughts, hurrah!

In the circus... no wait, thats a dead end road...
don't you just want to wake up and find an absolutely gorge guy at the end of your bed... naked?
sometimes I do... mmm... maybe not naked... maybe with a plate of biscuts and tea... yuck tea... I don't like tea
maybe hot cocoa... mmm.... chocolate...
SC EN CH <<>
I'm special, so special, and I got you

I'm so happy I could dance for no reason
He's so hot I could chargrill a steak on his stomach
She's so amazing I could think she was an angel

I'm so tired (of this) I could fall asleep and never wake up
He's so angry I could swear I was bleeding
She's so sad I could dry all her tears but still not help
I wish I could do something to change this world...

Thursday, December 9

Thank You Emma
you are so cool right now! Thank you so much! is it she so cool? If you don't know her, she's awesome. =D
and I'm gonna publish the thing you sent me. =)

You are Everything To Somebody

Right now at this very minute-----------

someone
is very proud of you
someone
is thinking of you
someone
cares about you
someone
misses you
someone
wants to talk to you
someone
wants to be with you
someone
hopes you aren't in trouble
someone
is thankful for the support you have provided
someone
wants to hold your hand
someone
hopes everything turns out all right
someone
wants you to be happy
someone
wants you to find them
someone
is celebrating your successes
someone
wants to give you a gift
someone
think you ARE a gift
someone
hopes you are not too cold, or too hot
someone
wants to hug you
someone
loves you
someone
wants to lavish you with small gifts
someone
admires your strength
someone
is thinking of you and smiling
someone
wants to be your shoulder to cry on
someone
wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun
someone
thinks the world of you
someone
wants to protect you
someone
would do anything for you
someone
wants to be forgiven
someone
is grateful for your forgiveness
someone
wants to laugh with you about old times
someone
remembers you and wishes you were there
someone
needs to know that your love is unconditional
somebody
values your advice
someone
wants to tell you how much they care
someone
wants to stay up watching old movies with
you
someone
wants to share their dreams with you
someone
wants to hold you in their arms
someone
wants YOU to hold them in your arms
someone
treasures your spirit
someone
wishes they could STOP time because of you
someone
can't wait to see you
someone
wishes that things didn't have to change
someone
loves you for who you are
someone
loves the way you make them feel
someone
wants to be with you
someone
hears a song that reminds them of you
someone
wants you to know they are there for you
someone
is glad that you're their friend
someone
wants to be your friend
someone
stayed up all night thinking about you
someone
is alive because of you
someone
is wishing that you would notice them
someone
wants to get to know you better
someone
believes that you are their soul mate
someone
wants to be near you
someone
misses your guidance and advice
someone
values your guidance and advice
someone
has faith in you
someone
trusts you
someone
needs you to send them this letter
someone
needs your support
someone
needs you to have faith in them
someone
needs you to let them be your friend
someone
will cry when they read this

I felt abandoned, I felt alone,
I felt like I was empty.
you came along, you had the promise,
that I would never again be lonely.

But maybe I slipped,
maybe I let go,
you were leading the way,
but I forgot to follow.

still there's a stake in my heart,
do you know who put it there?
hammered it so hard into my soul,
that it bled bare?

never thought that it would burn,
never knew it would taste so good,
didn't think that I would turn,
didn't know that I would.

I didn't want to, well I did,
but I didn't really realize.
that everytime I turned away,
there was pain and sadness in your eyes.

and there's a stake in your heart,
I know I put it there
hammered it so hard into your soul,
that it bled bare.

Saturday, December 4

a baby is born, a girl, she is quiet and her eyes are closed, the picture skips. an angry mother smacks her child across the face and a cry pierces the air, followed by soft sniffles and pit-a-pat of tears and blood from her nose falling onto the hard concret floor. A young hand passes her a tissue, "thank you" she says to her older brother. the picture skips again. suddenly outside, on a playing field, racing after the white and black ball rolling along the wet grass. She goes for the ball, a slide kick, mud and grass fly into the air, along with the ball, into the goalies hands, "bugger" she whispers to herself, a teammate pats her on the back, "nice try jose". again and again the picture skips, showing victory and failure, happiness and hurt of this one girl. but the picture stops skipping, because we have reached the present...