aww lol. sounds pretty scary when you think of it though. i mean, i'll be like, "me? scared of heights? LOLOLOLOLOL." and then, when i'm like 5 ft up in the air, i'm like, "Oh shit!"
i know, totally! i love watching gymnastics, it's like amazing. :D
lol sure.
that's still pretty funny though. :D "Turn zat rackeet dahhwn!" lol idk how to say it en francais yet. i'm not even sure it's the right accent. eh, w/e. do you have the textbook where you watch these hysterical animated videos of these little people teaching you grammar? and there's a girl with a really high, squeaky voice and she's purple?
that's cool that you used to do gymnastics. always wanted to try that, but didn't have the stamina, unfortunately. :/
could you do crazy stuff like backflips on a balance and such? it's good you like softball, though. despite the whole raspberry thing you talked about in your journal. X[
ok, so i put a link to your page on my page. :] however, i can't for the life of me figure out why your username won't appear. i even set the color to black, but it still just has this blank space there. *question marks pop out of head* oh well. guess if people want to know who i'm talking about, they'll just have to go to your page.
omg did your didier have "un long nez et petit bouche" or something along those lines? that'd be crazy if it was the same guy. XD
Chorus: She lies locked in her dark cell in a dark and endless daydream on a starry night stirring with wind that promises gang fights, she sure doesn't know it and she sure doesn't care that the blood of her lover is polluting the air... She takes the deep inhale, while waiting for the sound of his approaching footsteps tapping on the ground, just to meet her on this so-called clear night, she'd do anything to get him back! She died away while awaiting the return of her lover...she can't turn back on everything she's got here. He left her behind and was murdered for something he didn't do. She died forever when she lost her lover, his blood pollutes the air around her and she doesn't care, exclaiming what reason does she have to live anymore? Her heart is rendered unable to beat without her love by her side. She's lost the will to live and dwells in another life.
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One more day in the life of her, it's full of pain. She tries many methods to wipe the memory of her 1st liebe away from her fur immer...
Help you cowrite the song? Sure! :D The title I used for what I wrote is In Another Life. She likes locked in her dark cell in a dark and endless daydream on a starry night stirring with wind that promises gang fights, she sure doesn't know it and she sure doesn't care that the blood of her lover is polluting the air... She takes the deep inhale, while waiting for the sound of his approaching footsteps tapping on the ground, just to meet her on this so-called clear night, she'd do anything to get him back! She died away while awaiting the return of her lover...she can't turn back on everything she's got here. He left her behind and was murdered for something he didn't do. She died forever when she lost her lover, his blood pollutes the air around her and she doesn't care, exclaiming what reason does she have to live anymore? Her heart is rendered unable to beat without her love by her side. She's lost the will to live and dwells in another life.
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One more day in the life of her, it's full of pain. She tries many methods to wipe the memory of her 1st liebe away from her fur immer...
yeah, An abundance of katherines is actually a really nerdy book. like, this guy goes out with 19 girls all named katherine (they all dump him) so he tries to figure out a mathematical theorem to predict relationships. there are a lot of footnotes with complicated equations and stuff. i mean, i consider myself a relativelyy bad(ass) nerdy nerd, yet it still made me go, "whoa. taht was a moment that will go down in the annals of nerd history fo sho." but it's an awesome book, it is fucking hilarious and it's got a good theme, and yeah, everything. i'd totally check it out.
wow, that was really rambly, man.
oohhhh, okay. *gets it*
your secret is safe, lol.
well, long story.
like at first, i was forced into it. and little by little i started liking it, but everyone else in my class would always be really intense and crazy good at it. accordingly to a girl i talked to, the place i danced at was one of the two good places in the city, so yeah. and my parents even told me i was pretty good, but i just didn't have a dancer's body or a dancer's spirit. and it cost money too and i started worrying it was becoming a financial strain. and plus i wanted to devote more time to school and stuff. and i heard that starting pointe was like, it was really hard and it hurt a lot and it took forever to get used to. so my reasoning at the time was, why do it if i wasn't going to become a proffessional dancer anyway?
a lot of reasons, yeah.
i guess the core of the whole thing was that i was just a coward.
yes it would've been amazing and i know now that i should've done it just to say i've done pointe, if not for the actual thing itself.
because saying that you've danced literally on your toes in itself is really quite impressive.