Day Five: A picture of your favourite memory.
This is going to be a tough one...
Maybe not this exact point, but the whole time surrounding it is a pretty great memory :)
Saturday, February 19, 2011
30 Day Photo Challenge: Day 4
Thursday, February 17, 2011
30 Day Photo Challenge: Day 3
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The 30 Day Photo Challenge
Okay so I'm going to do the 30 day photo challenge here on my (very much unused) blog, instead of Facebook, because I'd like to do it for myself rather than for all the people that don't care out there.
DAY ONE: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.
1. I still have teddy bears on my bed.
2. I like jigsaw puzzles.
3. I wish I was more of a go-getter, rather than a member of the 'wait-n-see tribe'.
4. I love it when people get my quotes.
5. I'm addicted to caffeine.
6. The Duppy is my best (non-human) friend.
7. I think job hunting is hard and depressing when you don't know what to look for.
8. I still like teenage TV shows, movies & books because I'm not quite grown up yet.
9. Paris was my favourite place. No, Switzerland was. No, Rome was.... No....
10. I am in love.
Tune in tomorrow for Day Two!
DAY ONE: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.
1. I still have teddy bears on my bed.
2. I like jigsaw puzzles.
3. I wish I was more of a go-getter, rather than a member of the 'wait-n-see tribe'.
4. I love it when people get my quotes.
5. I'm addicted to caffeine.
6. The Duppy is my best (non-human) friend.
7. I think job hunting is hard and depressing when you don't know what to look for.
8. I still like teenage TV shows, movies & books because I'm not quite grown up yet.
9. Paris was my favourite place. No, Switzerland was. No, Rome was.... No....
10. I am in love.
Tune in tomorrow for Day Two!
Friday, February 11, 2011
namesake
it's not a silly little moment,
it's not the storm before the calm,
this is the deep and dying breath of
this love that we've been working on
can't seem to hold you like i want to
so i can feel you in my arms
nobody's gonna come and save you
we've pulled too many false alarms
we're going down and you can see it too
we're going down and you know that we're doomed
my dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
i was the one you always dreamed of
you were the one i tried to draw
how dare you say it's nothing to me
baby you're the only light i ever saw
i make the most of all the sadness
you be a bitch because you can
oh you try to hit me just to hurt me but you leave me feeling dirty
we're going down and you can see it too
we're going down and you know that we're doomed
my dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
go cry about it why don't you
go cry about it why don't you
oh go cry about it, go cry about it.
my dear, we're slowing dancing in a burning room
oh in a burning room
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learnt by now
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learnt somehow
my dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.
it's not the storm before the calm,
this is the deep and dying breath of
this love that we've been working on
can't seem to hold you like i want to
so i can feel you in my arms
nobody's gonna come and save you
we've pulled too many false alarms
we're going down and you can see it too
we're going down and you know that we're doomed
my dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
i was the one you always dreamed of
you were the one i tried to draw
how dare you say it's nothing to me
baby you're the only light i ever saw
i make the most of all the sadness
you be a bitch because you can
oh you try to hit me just to hurt me but you leave me feeling dirty
we're going down and you can see it too
we're going down and you know that we're doomed
my dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
go cry about it why don't you
go cry about it why don't you
oh go cry about it, go cry about it.
my dear, we're slowing dancing in a burning room
oh in a burning room
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learnt by now
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learnt somehow
my dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room.
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