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Thursday, October 9, 2008

Okay, you asked for it...

They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-haaa! , the Hit Crew

Remember when you ran away
And I got on my knees
And begged you not to leave
Because I'd go berserk?
Well. . .

You left me anyhow
And then the days got worse and worse
And now you see I've gone
Completely out of my mind
And. . .

They're coming to take me away, HA HA
They're coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I'll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they're coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!

You thought it was a joke
And so you laughed
You laughed when I had said
That losing you would make me flip my lid
Right. . .

You know you laughed,
I heard you laugh
You laughed, you laughed and laughed
And then you left
But now you know I'm utterly mad!
And. . .

They're coming to take me away, HA HA
They're coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the happy home
With trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile
And twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they're coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!

I cooked your food
I cleaned your house
And this is how you pay me back
For all my kind, unselfish loving deeds?!!
Hah. . .

Well you just wait
They'll find you yet
And when they do they'll
Put you in the ASPCA, you mangy mutt!

And. . .They're coming to take me away, HA HA
They're coming to take me away, HO HO HEE HEE HA HA
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I'll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they're coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!

To the happy home
With trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile
And twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they're coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I'll be happy to see
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And they're coming to take me away, Ha-haaa!

oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO

Okay, so Michael and Kristina begged me to put this on here.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

DID I MENTION HOW MUCH I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DON'T COMMENT???

(yeah, so i don't know who's read the last post or what, but, hey, there are NO COMMENTS.)

"Should I start this song off with a question?
Or should I say what's on my mind.
(Add a cello here to add a sad impression).
Cause I'm not looking forward to leaving my friends all behind.
I didn't vote (though I'm not proud), cause I'm Canadian, and I'm not allowed.
Give it a go or throw in the towel.
Stand all alone or swim through the crowd.
No one around to help you decide.
It's time to make up your mind." (only ironic because i had an orchestra concert today)

Hehe...Caleb gets 'runner's high'. He's in cross-country. Like, "Whoo-hoo! Haha, hee hee, ho ho, five miles to go! Hee hee, haha, ho ho..."
I can so see him skipping about and singing that. XD

Oh, hey, Newman? My computer swallowed one of your blank CD's. And yes, i mean what i mean when i say that my computer swallowed a CD.
Sorry 'bout that. Did you know there's 322 Michael Newman's in the US? I searched it to see if it was safe to use your whole name on my blog. Apparently yes.
But there's only three Kristina ______ in the US. So i'm not gonna use your whole name. There aren't any Stephany ______ in America. Apparently i'm not regestered. But there are 72 Stephany's in Colorado. Spelled with a 'Y'.

Has anyone else noticed that me and my friends (Newman, Kristina, and Ruby) are really loud with their typing? Like we use THE BIG LETTERS and the bold letters and the BIG AND BOLD LETTERS. And we say the randomest things.

Ya know?

Anyway, 10-4, over and out.

(Oh, and hey, Read the post before this and COMMENT ON IT!!!)

Saturday, October 4, 2008

If you like Skillet, you might like these too.

Thousand Foot Krutch (TFK)
I swear, they should put some of this music on the Maximum Ride movie. It would so fit. Yeah, they're Christian, but that's the only kind of music i listen to. XD

Everyone Like Me (this is SO fang's theme song)
Phenomenon (flock's theme)
Last Words
Step to Me (flockish, fangish, faxish)
Broken Wing (max's theme)
I Climb
Quicken
Supafly

TobyMac, my gosh, he's creative.

Shawn MacDonald, i love his music!! If you don't already love Shawn MacDonald, you will now! He's kinda like Steven Curtis Chapman, but cooler. I mean he has a glockenspiel. How cool is that? My mom bought this CD. I am sooo happy!!!

You Are Everything, just out of random.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Hero

Hero, by Superchic[k]

No one sits with him, he doesn't fit in
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him
Cause you want to belong do you go along?
Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
It's not like you hate him or want him to die
But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side
Any kindness from you might have saved his life

Heroes are made when you make a choice

You could be a hero
Heroes do what's right
You could be a hero
You might save a life
You could be a hero,
You could join the fight
For what's right for what's right for what's right

No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She's in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can't handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life
Each day she goes on is a day that she is brave,
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way,
Each moment of courage her own life she saves
When she throws the pills out a hero is made

Heroes are made when you make a choice

You could be a hero
Heroes do what's right
You could be a hero
You might save a life
You could be a hero,
You could join the fight
For what's right for what's right for what's right

No one talks to him about how he lives
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his
Doesn't know he's a leader with the way he behaves
And others will follow the choices he's made
He lives on the edge, he's old enough to decide
His brother who wants to be him is just nine
He can do what he wants because it's his right
The choices he makes change a nine year old's life

Heroes are made when you make a choice

You could be a hero
Heroes do what's right
You could be a hero
You might save a life
You could be a hero,
You could join the fight
For what's right for what's right for what's right

Little Mikey D. was the one in class who everyday got brutually harassed
This went on for years until he decided that never again would he shed another tear
So he walked through the door, grabbed a four four out of his father's dressing drawer
And said I can't take life no more
And like that life can be lost
But this ain't even about that
All of us just sat back and watched it happen
Thinkin' it's not my responsibility to solve a problem that isn't about me
This is our problem
This is just one of the daily scenarios which we choose to close our eyes
Instead of doing the right thing
If we make a choice and be the voice for those who won't speak up for themselves
How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged
Now it's our time to pick a side
So don't keep walkin' by
Not wantin' to intervene
Cause you wanna exist and never be saved
So let's wake up and change the world
Our time is now

You could be a hero
Heroes do what's right [our time is now!]
You could be a hero
You might save a life [our time is now!]
You could be a hero,
You could join the fight [our time is now!]
For what's right for what's right for what's right

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I had this stuck in my head all day. Now you can too!

These Pages, Mainstay <==that's a link, so click on it.

Go tell the world that there is nothing here to hide
It seems like everyone's been covering their eyes

Ah...ah...ah...ah...

Words that You didn't say were haunting these pages
Faces You didn't make were all I was seeing
The way that they painted You wasn't a picture of one in control -
and I don't think they know
who you are

Build brackets around You so You can come out clean
We tried to give You limits that You didn't need

Ah...ah...ah...ah...

Words that You didn't say were haunting these pages
Faces You didn't make were all I was seeing
The way that they painted You wasn't a picture
of one in control -
and I don't think they know
who you are

You can order all this heartbreak
You don't need my permission to move
I wish they would just stop trying to filter You out
We've got nothing to prove

Ah...ah...ah...ah...

Words that You didn't say were haunting these pages Faces You didn't make were all I was seeing The way that they painted You wasn't a picture
of one in control -
and I don't think they know
who you are
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Have you been here? Pandora.com is awesome!!! They make a radio station with all your favorite music on it. It's wicked sweet.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Uuuurg!!! I hate piano!!

Okay. So I'm, like, reaaally over jealous of Kristen's skills on the piano. You could plop a random piece of music in front of her, and she could play it.
I, on the other hand, cannot read notes to save my life.
On the cello it's different. One note equals a certain position on the cello. Like, first finger on the D string. If you asked me what note that was, I'd tell you that i don't know.
But on the piano, I'm just handicapped.

I was practicing today, and realized that if i took my little key for figuring out cello notes (base cleff) and applied it to the piano, i could read the base cleff. I knew the song sounded like on the piano, 'cause I've heard Kristen play that before.
I can play by ear, so i put two and two together and got music. I read the base cleff notes, and played the trouble cleff by ear. I felt pretty dang proud of myself. It sounded good, I could play music! This was great! Now I'm--
"Are you actually reading, or just sounding it out?" Kristen is standing behind me.
"Um...i can read base cleff now. I just know what it sounds like."
"It sounds really plunky."

My happy glow fails, and my bubble bursts. My breakthrough has been repaired to it's original state. "Oh."
I thought i was doing really well.

Thanks a lot, Kristen.

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I put another chapter on my writing blog. So go read it.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Oh. My. Gosh.

These people are so incredable cool!! Piano Tribute Players *pokes Ruby*

Like, they have my favorite band.

Skillet, Piano Tribute Players
Whispers in the Dark
The Last Night
Comotose
Rebirthing
Yours to Hold
Falling in the Black
Better than Drugs

(these are links. so don't just sit there staring like an idiot, click!)

And Relient K
Sadie Hawkins Dance
The Best Thing
Be My Escape

The Fray
How to Save a Life

Let's not forget, Chris Tomlin
Indescribable

Listen to one or two.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

I really like this song, this song [Colten's theme], this song about cancer, this song (this is my favorite ever), i memorized this and i love it, this song, and this song.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

My Playlist of Favorite Songs

I'm trying to memorize this

Listen to this: http://free.napster.com/player/?play_id=13722707&type=track

Everyone Like Me, by Thousand Foot Krutch

I’ve got a lot goin’ on inside,
Don’t know if I can work things out this time,
I need a little space to clear my mind,
But I’ll be fine.
Don’t slip, it’s not always this cold,
I’m tired of acting like I know,
Am I searching for the answers,
No one knows?
And I must confess,
Before I take another step that

This song’s for everyone like me,
Everyone not afraid to stand alone and lonely
Can you identify with me?
This song’s for everyone like you,
Come and ride with me,
We will not back down.

Wait, it might not be too late,
To avoid the tension we create,
How about I turn and walk away?
No matter what you say,
It’s not a combination,
I’ve tried to figure you out,
I’m lookin’ for a confirmation,
So I can turn this around.
And I must confess,
Before I take another step that

This song’s for everyone like me,
Everyone not afraid to stand alone and lonely
Can you identify with me?
This song’s for everyone like you,
Come and ride with me,
We will not back down.

Every time I turn around,
You’re looking for attention,
You’ve taken all the things I’ve said,
And thrown them away,
Drank them away,
And every time you show up late,
You’re looking for forgiveness.
I must confess,
Before I take another step that

This song’s for anyone who ever took a chance,
Who started out at the bottom to get to the top,
And no matter what you face in this life
You gotta know what you’re up against,
In order to fight back.

This song’s for everyone like me,
Everyone not afraid to stand alone and lonely
Can you identify with me?
This song’s for everyone like you,
Come and ride with me,
We will not back down.

This song’s for everyone like me,
Everyone not afraid to stand alone and lonely, and lonely