6 weird things about N

Published by sonkey mpankers on Sunday, March 18, 2007 at 9:58 PM

So I thought this would be fun little entry


    1. Lets start with something tame, shall we?
      Okay, the first weird thing that comes to mind.. I sleep with Patrick every night. Yall know Patrick, the big red dog P gave me ages ago. Love him, can't sleep without him.
    2. One of my favourite dishes is beef tongue! Chill, it's not like I devour it raw. I love when it's sliced up and cooked habatchi-style with onions or steamed and dipped in ketchup.. yummmm.
    3. My eyes go WIDE when I sing in front of a crowd. Those of you who were in school with (and close to) me are probably chuckling cuz you're verrrrr-ry aware of this.
    4. I like them boys with the piercings and a tat or too lol. Okay, if you didn't get that, then my humour -the little I've displayed in this sentence- is lost on you ;P Anyway, yeah, probably not the best taste in guys but gotta say, fun times though so no regrets, nada, cuz watching SPILL CANVAS LIVE WAS AMAZING! And hookah is just plain fun lol.
      The Tide by Spill Canvas
      And there's three, count 'em three
      Children playing on the beach
      They were eager to learn,
      To be taught and to teach

      There's Veronica
      She's biting her lip
      As she watches the waves turn white at the tip
      And there's Vada
      Radiating with joy
      And luckily she still can't stand the sight of a boy
      And lastly there's Dade
      His hair dances in the wind
      And he's wondering what love is
      And why it has to end

      And he can't understand
      How everyone goes on breathing when true love ends
      His mother whispers quietly...
      Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
      It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
      So live for the moment
      And take this advice, live by every word
      Love is just a hoax so forget anything that you have heard
      And live for the moment now

      And there's three, count 'em three
      Children growing on the beach
      They were eager to learn,
      To be taught and to teach

      There's Veronica
      She's licking her lips
      As she waits for her real, first passionate kiss
      And there's Vada
      She can't admit her jealousy
      Of her sister Veronica, and how she's so pretty (and how she's so pretty)
      And lastly there's Dade
      Still sitting on the dock
      Ponders his life, and he skips his rocks
      And he wonders when his father will return
      But he's not coming back

      And he can't understand
      How everyone goes on breathing when true love ends
      His mother whispers quietly...
      Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
      It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
      So live for the moment
      And take this advice, live by every word
      Love is just a hoax so forget everything that you have heard

      (Forget everything)

      And there's three, count 'em three
      Children missing from the beach
      They were eager to learn,
      To be taught and to teach

      But the sad thing
      Is that they never lived passed the age of fifteen
      Due to neglect from their mother
      Who was bed ridden by her ex-lover, their father
      And she didn't even notice, or pay much attention
      As the tide came in and swept her three into the ocean
      Now all her advice, it seems useless

      No, heaven's not a place that you go when you die
      It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive
      So live for the moment
      And take this advice, live by every word
      Love's completely real, so forget anything that you have heard
      And live for the moment now
      I also recommend Le Disko by Shiny Toy Guns

    5. We're almost near the END. So, no. 5.. I read Twilight fanfiction! As justification, Stephenie Meyer just wasn't writing fast enough and like a junkie needing her next fix, I needed more material to read. Edward is exactly "my brand of heroin."
    6. Finally, no. 6.. I'm a romantic at heart. Not those shallow kind of romances. When I say "I'm a romantic" I mean I believe in the genuine kind. The Edward and Bella kind (even though that kind of co-dependancy is waaay beyond unhealthy.) Weird. Especially in a world where a healthy dose of cycism is essential to self-preservation.. but yeah, I'm a romantic. I've tried denying it. I've always thought I was more.. sensible that that. But hey, who am I to fight my flow. Viva la romance!

Now I tag C & W. Your turn. Bring on the weirdness ;)


Ciao, love
-N

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