Brand New Colony - The Postal Service ♥

I'll be the grapes fermented
Bottled and served with the table set

In my finest suit, like a perfect gentleman

I'll be the fire escape

That's bolted to the ancient brick

Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I'll be the water wings

That save you if you start drowning

In an open tab when your judgement's on the brink

I'll be the phonograph

That plays your favorite albums back

As you're lying there, drifting off to sleep

I'll be the platform shoes

And undo what heredity's done to you

You won't have to strain to look into my eyes

I'll be your winter coat

Buttoned and zipped straight to the throat

With the collar up so you won't catch cold

I want to take you far

From the cynics in this town

And kiss you on the mouth

We'll cut our bodies free

From the tethers of this scene

Start a brand new colony

Where everything will change

We'll give ourselves new names

(Identities erased)

The sun will heat the ground

Under our bare feet

In this brand new colony

Everything will change, ooo... 

You see the colours in me like no one else. ♥

From here.

And also. I might have felt this what feels like a lifetime ago. The difference with me was, it wasn't reciprocal. Hey, these experiences make us stronger.

"No, when I say I love you, I wanna say something more. What I’m trying to say is…I like you. And everything you felt for her I felt for you too, except you got your heart broken just once. I get mine broke every day. Every time you don’t look at me the same way I look at you, and I know this ruins everything and I know this makes things awkward, we’re just supposed to be friends but…is it selfish of me to want more than that? I want…all of you. And all I have to give in return is myself. I wish I could give you more."

I think of the people who have been the focus of my past obsessions with them... and I think, what on EARTH was I thinking?! Only because I know so much better by now. I was fueled by romanticised, Hollywood type thinking. Which only really made things much more painful.

It brings to mind a certain phrase.
...self-sabotage.

I wish I knew what to do in this particular dilemma. It's not life or death, thank goodness, so I can take my time deciding. I just don't know. Send me a sign!

Now what would you say if I told you that everyone thinks you're a crazy old cat?

...hey man, now you're really living.

Supernatural season 6 finale...well, there comes a time where every fangirl outgrows her fictional angel. Especially with that ending. *tear*

I love this scarf from Scott Pilgrim's Knives. I'm contemplating whether to take up knitting just for this scarf.

Also, got an unexpected phone call from a marketing company I applied for work to. My schedule conflicts prevent me from working there, but hey! One, they thought I was a potential for the job, two, they called to follow up. First people to do these things since I've started looking for work.

Assignments, cooking, housemates, family. End of the trimester in a couple of weeks.

Hey man, now you're really living.

If this part of my life were a film, or at least this part of my life was a scene from a film, I imagine this song would be playing over a montage of the last few months. Learning to drive again, packing for days on campus and weekends with family, checking out books, writing essays, insane moments with my housemates, even more insane moments with my family, riding around on trams, Wednesday afternoon films and strolling through supermarkets and the CBD.

In short, I think it's become my new theme song. Which would replace this.

Anyways. Having a fairly relaxing weekend with family. Hope you are too!

I wouldn't belong to you in your dreams.

...I am SO excited for this. Less than one month to go.
And I was happy with the music choice for the official trailer, they've remained in the tradition of using Bridezilla's music. If it wasn't for this trailer, I would never have ended up making my music video to 'Queen of Hearts'. It's got me wondering which song they'll use from Bridezilla for the final book, called Rapture.

Have a random song that appeared on Smallville.
Which appeared in this scene.

...I have no idea why I'm reflecting on old school Smallville.
I think the demon of procrastination's back again. *headdesk*

The way you make me feel...

Why not?! Shame. Because I love me.
What, I can't express how much I love me?

So I spend my days alternating between activities like:

• Tracking down awesome songs from my youth or having heard them randomly somewhere.
• Writing essays/presentation speeches.
• Eating junk food... but only during the weekly film. Or absentmindedly while essay writing.
• Deviantart scanning.
• songmeanings.net scanning of pretty much most music I listen to that is lyrically intriguing.
• Playlist sharing!
• Catching up with friends.
• Trying to put a dent in my pile of unread novels!
• Food shopping. There's a certain something, perhaps a loss of innocence, strolling through supermarket aisles by yourself.

I never thought tonight could ever be... this close to me. ;)

So right now, I'm lying on my bed. My essay's handed in, I can hear trams rumbling in the distance from the main road, and I'm waiting for my aunty to pick me up for the weekend.

Can life get more perfect than this?

I lost my mind long ago, down the yellow brick road.

Facebook relationship statuses are so overrated.

No, really. I mean, if I were to set it to 'In A Relationship' right this minute, I guarantee you that people will jump on it like a freaking trampoline. Other people making that kind of thing their business, when it really isn't. This unhealthy obsession with other people's personal lives, this... voyeurism. Lack of privacy. It's just plain ridiculous. Not to mention, attention seeking. Anyone who wants that kind of attention over something not too serious, well... I won't incriminate me and you, reading this, with my opinion.

As you may be able to gather from this, I have removed my relationship status option all together from my Facebook. Not really my style, anyway. Do things really need labelling?

So I'm plowing through the essay and nearing the finish line.
...Edward Scissorhands, I will destroy you.
...well no, not really.

This I just LOVE, by the way. Credit on the picture.

This week's film was Fist of Fury.
Um, what to say about Fist of Fury?
...well, watch, if you've never heard of it. Bruce Lee? Action? Then yes.

I don't feel like, I don't feel like, I don't feel like loving you.

Full blown essay writing TERROR.

Also, I have added a new book to my "I'll get to it" pile of novels (Dead Reckoning by Charlaine Harris), all the while plowing through Patrick Rothfuss' The Name of the Wind, and I now have an iPod that can join the technologic-graveyard. That in saying, I have upgraded to a Touch.

Through all the university madness, I try not to forget how lucky I am to be in Melbourne.
Especially when I'm shown places like this.

"A girl can only be a slut, a bitch, a tease, or the virgin next door."

Scenario: A heavy load of shopping to carry by tram/walking.

Disney princess: Oh! Whereth be my fair cousins? Might they nobly accept such heavy lifting?
21st century girl: *lifts shopping without complaining*

So it's been pretty full on for the past couple of days. Stumbled home last night with an armful of library books, this could only mean one thing... essay writing insanity!

I also made a new friend.

And this week's film was Ginger Snaps... nothing like a little lycanthrope fun, eh?