Happy Coloured Marbles

music - ween

Grade 12
am I pooping myself?
Why I surely am :] Oh and I was so pleased yesterday, hearing that the test that determines weather or not I get into uni requires COLOURING IN PENCILS. well, I feel like I'm a part of a higher education alright.

Though I will be. When I get my senior jersey. The ONLY thing that labels you as a grade 12, one of the dying breed, The Tall Ones as the young kiddies say...Or they will when i threaten there little pre-pubescent, blue shirted asses with a dunking in the toilet (btw, is there anywhere where flushing people actually HAPPENS? I really want to know) None of the work set out this year bar math seems to be entirely difficult...It's more doing them all at once, as well as working 10-20 hours a week, as well as staying in touch with friend and seemingly absent boyfriend, as well as tae-kwon-do. I think I can do it. I hope I can.

Went to the doctors today. The lump on my neck is a swollen gland, so it's either a cold or cancer. Hodgkin's lymphoma, the kind Delta Goodrem had. I almost want an epic downfall, just so I can rise from it and be more enlightened.

You should all go download Ween.
Baby Bitch, Transdermal Celebration, Zoloft, Happy Coloured Marbles, Hey There Fancypants, Push Th; Little Dasies.

Personally, Baby Bitch is my first choice...and transdermal Celebration and Push th little Dasies have pretty phsycotasmic videoclips so get youtubing.

- Baby Bitch -

It's been a while since I've seen you smile
But now you've come back again
Came into the room and you saw my girl
And you asked her how long it's been
"A year" she said and you shook your head
Said "I'm surprised it's gone on that long"

Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
For words I am at a loss
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
I'm better now please fuck off

What else you gonna say when while you're back on your stay
Maybe something, maybe nothing, we'll see
It's just too bad, you're beautiful I guess
I wasn't for you and you weren't for me

Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Please slip back into yourself
Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Go conquer someone else

People say, "How beautiful, how sweet, how kind"
You're perfect, you've got nothing to hide
But I, for one, have seen the sun
And the bitch that you've locked up inside

Got fat, got angry, started hating myself
Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe
Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid
Without a cent to my name

Baby, Baby, Baby Bitch
Fuck you, you stinkin' ass ho
Most beauty I've seen
you come from a dream
But I can't close my eyes anymore
No, I can't close my eyes anymore

Go do something illegal and download them. You'll thank me while wetting yourself in glee.

-mikki