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I Used To Dance With My Daddy

Journal Entry: Thu Dec 31, 2009, 9:32 PM


So, after spending new years at the Falls Festival having the countdown done by the Yeah Yeah Yeah's and falling in love with Datarock i can officially say that 2010 is going to be wicked!

Happy New Year everyone!

Off with your head
Dance ’til you’re dead
Heads will roll
On the floor

Glitter on the west streets
Silver over everything
The rivers all wet
You’re all chrome

Dripping with alchemy
Shiver stop shivering
The glitter’s all wet
You’re all chrome




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  • Mood: Big Grin

yellow

Journal Entry: Thu Dec 17, 2009, 3:40 PM


i recieved a my third Lance Armstrong book for my birthday today, he's my
personal idol because of what an amazing person he is, all he's been through
and what he's done. i don't think anyone could top it. it made my day (:
it also made my day seeing this in [link] comment:
:x ;) :? :| ;P =P :) :D :bucktooth: :( B-) :o :P
it's about time to LIVESTRONG

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow



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  • Mood: Euphoric
  • Eating: massive smiles all round
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missing you

Journal Entry: Thu Dec 10, 2009, 8:12 PM







Hey Jude don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better

And any time you feel the pain, Hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder


- John Lennon & Paul McCartney



  • Mood: Confused

dreaming

Tue Nov 10, 2009, 2:30 AM














‘You’re going to go on living. Because living is the challenge, Josie. Dying is so easy.
Sometimes it only takes ten seconds to die. But living? That can take you eighty years and you do something in that time, whether it’s giving birth to a baby or being a housewife or a barrister or
a soldier. You’ve accomplished something. To throw that away at such a young age, to have no
hope, is the biggest tragedy.’


'There’s nothing to look forward to if you don’t have any dreams,’ he said. ‘Because
dreams are goals and John might have run out of goals. So he died. But we’re alive and one day
I want to own my own garage and you want to be a hot-shot barrister and it’s not going to happen
today or tomorrow, it’s going to happen in years and it’s something to look forward to. Promise
me you’ll never stop dreaming.’


- Melina Marchetta















  • Mood: Confused
  • Listening to: Stephen Fry

blistered

Fri Sep 11, 2009, 7:35 PM




Marathon runners talk about hitting 'the wall' at the twenty-third mile of the race. What rowers confront isn't a wall; it's a hole - an abyss of pain, which opens up in the second minute of the race. Large needles are being driven into your thigh muscles, while your forearms seem to be splitting. Then the pain becomes confused and disorganized, not like the windedness of the runner or the leg burn of the biker but an all-over, savage unpleasantness. As you pass the five-hundred-meter mark, with three-quarters of the race still to row, you realize with dread that you are not going to make it to the finish, but at the same time the idea of letting your teammates down by not rowing your hardest is unthinkable...Therefore, you are going to die. Welcome to this life.
Ashleigh Teitel


- lifes a dream

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  • Mood: Confused
  • Listening to: Stephen Fry

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