Thursday, September 27, 2007

he sings to me, a lullaby..


You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.

And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.
Yeah, yeah

So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
♥ buble.

Also, Kate... i'm not going back to fairfield rsl. Sif mate. Thank you goodbye!

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Happier.

I think. You wanna know how i know? Do you? Yeah you do i can tell you do.

Well, I know i am because i don't rant as much as i use to. Which is sad. Cause now that i don't hate a lot of things like i use to and now that i don't get so angry at stuff as much as i use to, i can't bitch about anything.

I need something to bitch about!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Well,

You know what's annnnoyyyying?

People throwing McFlurry's on your car. You know what's even moreeeee annoying?? Washing it off. And you know what i hate the most about this whole problemo?? Washing the car, having it all nice, clean and shiny ... and then going outside the next day, finding the car covered in dust!!!

Anywhoooo... I have a clear ball in my piercing now so you can't really tell it's there. I forgot it was there and sort of scared myself with it. I don't know how to change the ball back so i'm stuck with this ugly thing. Not that you can SEE that it's ugly.. but it feels ugly. Ok, lie. I can't even feel it. Point is it's not my 'diamond' ball anymore. And i need to buy mini pliers from Bunnings to take this clear one off and put the old one back. I hate piercings. Heh.

So... frustrated just a bit.

*Throws a rock at someones head*

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Immerse yourself in the love issue.

Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of a genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of a genius. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. My most brilliant achievement was my ability to be able to persuade my wife to marry me. Winston Churchill. Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. Aristotle. Love: The irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. Mark Twain. One half og the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other. Jane Austen. Spread love everywhere you go: first of all in your own house. Give love to your children, to your wife or husband, to a next-door neighbour ... Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Mother Teresa. The course of true love never did run smooth. William Shakespeare. The hottest love has the coldest end. Socrates. Love beings with a smile, grows wit ha kiss and ends with a teardrop. Anon. A man loses his sense of direction after four drinks; a woman loses hers after four kisses. HL Mencken. It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. Alfred Lord Tennyson. If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep my in your heart; I'll stay there forever. Winnie the Pooh. There is always some madness in love. But there is always some reason in madness. Friedrich Nietzsche. Where there is love, there is life. Gandhi. He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals. Benjamin Franklin. He who loves 50 people has 50 woes; he who loves no one has no woes. Buddha.

x lou & lara.
♥ Frankie.

And of all of them, Pooh's one was the best.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Hoorah, Hoorah!

Something to bitch about today. Yay.

So, at work... really tired - Not feeling so good. That's my first problem. The second problem is a fat ugly mole... asking for her sausage roll like this ...

"Can you hurry up with my sausage roll?" .. Um. Can you go fuck yourself sideways? Yeah. Ok, she probably didn't MEAN it the way she said it because she couldn't really speak english properly.(or maybe she did, she just came off that way) .. But goodness gracious me, she got me fired up. Ready to start throwing chairs and shit.

And kate, my cousin yeah that's right - I'm still friggen sick. This cough... is just a little whore.

Anyway, that was good. I feel better.

Woo =)

Sunday, September 09, 2007

So tight, so fly...

You got me lifted, you got my lifted.

Ooo-wee it's the ultimate feeling. You know what's not the ultimate feeling? This cough. It better not be like the 'mad cough' Paolo had that lasted a month. I would rather kill myself. Ok, no i wouldnt... but something along the lines of not feeling this. Ughhhh. whateverrrr.

Usher, Lil Jon, Ludacris ... once again, it's on. .... Uh-ooohhh.. Uh-ohhh. Baby, how you doing? Hope that you're fine, wanna know what you got in mind.

Lover:
1.a person who is in love with another.
2.a person who has a sexual or romantic relationship with another.
3.a person with whom one conducts an extramarital sexual affair.
4.a person who has a strong enjoyment or liking for something, as specified: a lover of music.

Tell me again ... that we'll be lovers and friends.

Did you all know Usher is married? And has a baby on the way? Well, not HIM... but his wife has a baby on the way. The monkey has settled.

I want a louuuuu-vaaaa. Tehehe..

Friday, September 07, 2007

Longest cough ever.

If my cough doesn't go away by Saturday night, which is tomorrow night, i think i just might die. I have never vomited so much in my life. Ok, maybe i have. But the point is, i've been vomiting a lot. Not very attractive.

Mmmm. I really don't have anything to bitch about. I'm just trying to waste time - time that is going by very. very. slowly. Why has nothing interesting happened to me at all this week. What's going onnnnnnnnnn brooooooo.

Gay.

Oh my gosh. Spice Girls are back together and are touring next year. I am so totally going to go watch them. Hahahaha.. ahhh.. retarded times. WHO WANTS TO GO WITH ME!?!?! lol ...

Anyway, what do you do when you don't know what to do? I asked Candice that question and her answer was so useful and so helpful "????". Now that, is some great advice. Ah well, I want to scream because my lungs are 'cold', as my grandma put it - and are therefore, being a pain in my ass.

You know what, for some reason. I'm happy at the moment. Just at this moment. Might be because of this memory that just came to mind, but nevertheless it has made me very happy. And now i want to go to bed.

Let's go to bed now bumblebee. =)

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Oh yeah..


HAPPY BIRTHDAY CANDICE!

Love you longer than the longest time.

xo

Kudos

To whoever that was. I bet you googled the sentence. Or used dictionary.com ... Cheater. But anyway... who was it. I have to give you a brownie now..

behave carelessly or indifferently.

Anyway, im sick. I barfed two times today at work. And they wouldn't let me stay. They sent me home. Shitty much. Now i wont get the money i desperately need. I am broke.

So pissed off and emo.

Yes. Emo.. get the fuck over it. I hate you.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Emo.

And i just barfed. What. The. Fuck.

mental uneasiness from suspicion or fear of rivalry, unfaithfulness, etc., as in love or aims.
the object of extreme aversion or hostility.
the state of being deprived of or of being without something that one has had
A feeling of disappointment or distress about something that one wishes could be different.
grounds for this feeling in a particular instance

Heh.

Brownie points to whoever can guess the words that go with those meanings. Funnnnn.

Monday, September 03, 2007

Naw. Fun Times.

Yay for the weekend and for everyone who came.

I can't be bothered explaining the night, so photos will do ... next time i blog. hahaha.

In other news, I need to pee. Again.