Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Personality Test.

Your view on yourself:
Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:
You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love: (this is a lie)
You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?

Your views on education:
You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.

The right job for you:
You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.

How do you view success:
You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.

What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.

Who is your true self:
You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.

this is my personality test. its kinda true but not at the seriousness of your love. thats a lie.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Secret #76.

Who’s to say that relationships can’t be set in stone?
Maybe I feel like she’s the earth and I’m the moon, and I can’t change the fact that I revolve around her.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Secret #75.

I don't want to know that you don't want me.
I don't want to know what you do without me.
I don't want to know what I'll be without you.
I dont wanna know. I don't wanna know.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

A Sudden Attack of Ryan Star.


check out the official video : http://youtu.be/pUKO6yOWm-g

she takes her days with a smile .


I wouldn't leave you, but you couldn't stay.


check out the official video : http://youtu.be/k3TLQeTPAbU

I thought you were the one to save me, I was so naive.


we are close to death and close to finding truth.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Secret #74.

What you need is more out of me tonight cause we're so beyond this, I need to feel your trust.
If you can be honest, I can be honest with you.

Secret #73.

If I ever get home I'm gonna tell you I miss you because I miss you.

Monday, September 20, 2010

She's Gotten Songwriting Inspiration.

AE: Do they get any say in what you're singing about them?
TQ: [laughs] They don't! I have a song called "When I Get Up" that I actually wrote in bed. One day, not feeling very good and laying around, my girlfriend and I were just hanging out, and I never played guitar in front of her, never wrote any songs in front of her, we just weren't like that. I pulled out my guitar and started f---ing around, so I started writing, "When I get up" and made up a chorus line, and she's like, "Hey, that's really good! Hold on!" She got up and got a piece of paper and a pen, and she wrote it down. I was like, "Oh my God, that's so cute."


im not sure if you will be able to read my mind how i think this video connects with that interview.

but if you do, AWESOME
and if you dont, its okay.
or if you dont and wanna know, ask me. :D

have a great day ya'll.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

A Stroy by Tegan Rain Quin.

the reason i love Tegan Rain Quin! :DD

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Jenna Anne Kroff


You see me there, I'm with a girl.
You're eyein me, I act like I don't care.
I walk alone to get a drink.
You swoop in fast and give a lovely wink.

Aye there girl, may I enjoy,
Your company? My name is Roy.
I say love I'm no girl toy,
Not to mention, Your a boy.

Don't ask me for a dance,
I'm not into straight romance.
Don't say you'll change my mind,
I get that all the time.
Don't say that you're the best,
you act like all the rest.
Don't say I'm being rude,
it's you thats being crude.
You can look, and you can dream.
But boy, I'm for the girl team.

I turn around, you follow me.
Yell, I am different, take chance on me.
I laugh and smile, I'm sure thats true.
Your more mr. charming, to think i'd go for you.

You act like you've been attacked.
When it's me who feels harassed.
Then you victimize yourself,
Like I am dumb for wanting someone else.

Don't get so hurt, I can see..
It's not like you've invested love in me.
I'm a challenge so you need to prove you can win impossibility.
Never ever, not now, or not ever.
I'm not just for fun.
Oh my love, I'm not your option.

p/s : the music is really catchy.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Dance While You Can,

I will refuse to dance to the pressure to be or to do or to prove something in order to win someone’s acceptance or love. I am not a slave to the opinions of others.
I will do all that I can, with what I have, where ever I am, and I’ll let good enough be good enough.
I will make truth the hallmark of my life, I will have the courage to make decisions that I stand behind without wavering.

-Lance Wubbels

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Tegan Rain Quin = Me Going Crazy.


ahhhhh, Tegan Rain Quin was so so so freaking adorable in this video. :DDD
i think i watched it about like 10 times already.

Monday, September 13, 2010


this is the officaly music video : http://youtu.be/rzJ21OpFnZ0

If she wants to dance and drink all night well there’s no one that can stop her.
She’s going til the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor.
This night is gunna to end when we’re damn well ready for it to be over.
Worked all week long now the music is playing on our time.
Yeah we do what we do to get by, and then we need a release.

Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada
Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada
Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada

You get mixed up with the wrong guys.
You get messed up on the wrong drugs.
Sometimes the party takes you places that you didn’t really plan on going.
When people see the track marks on her arms she knows what they’re thinking.
She keeps on working for that minimum,
as if a high school education gave you any other options, you know.
They don’t know nothing about redemption.
They don’t know nothing about recovery.
Some people just aren't the type for marriage and family.

No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)

She’s out of step with the style.
She don’t know where the actions happening.
You know the downtown club scene ain't nothing like it used to be.
You reach a point where there’s not a lie in the world
that you could use to make the boys believe your still in you twenties.
But they keep getting younger,
Don't they baby.
She’s not waiting for someone to come over and ask for the privilege.
She can still hear that Rebel Yell just as loud as it was in 1983.
There ain't no Johnny coming home to share a bed with her and she doesn’t care.

No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)
No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie.(Ba ba ba, Ba ba babadada)

And if she had to live it all over again you know she wouldn’t change anything for the world.

Secret #72.

"And suddenly I become a part of your past
I’m becoming the part that don’t last
I’m losing you and it’s effortless"

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Pansexual Pride.

Pansexuality is a sexual orientation characterised by a potential aesthetic attraction, romantic love and/or sexual desire for anybody, including people who do not fit into the gender binary of male/female implied by bisexual attraction. Pansexuality is sometimes described as the capacity to love a person romantically irrespective of gender. Some pansexuals also assert that gender and sex are meaningless to them.
This doesn’t mean that I’m trying to sound like an edgier version of a bisexual. I’m not a closet lesbian, I’m not making out with girls to attract guys. This isn’t ‘just a phase’, or some sort of rebellion against the status quo. I shouldn’t have to feel like I should shut up about my rainbow band/my tattoo/half the people I sleep with or date because you think it’s something to be ashamed of, or because you’ll keep your children away from me in case I give them the wrong idea.

My sexual orientation is an adjective, not a noun. It’s a part of who I am but it’s not who I am. I’m also a New Zealander, a redhead, and pale enough to deny the existence of Vitamin D. I’m a musician before I breathe, I love jumping off bridges attached to a rope, and I have a slightly unhealthy addiction to Coca-Cola. All of these things are a part of me, but none of them define me. Who I sleep with, who I fall in love with, doesn’t define me either.

No matter how far in or out of the closet you are, you still have a next step. This is mine. Be proud of who you are - whoever you are - and don’t let anyone tell you that it’s wrong. The only person who can decide what’s right for you… is you.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Secret #71.

All the songs from the album The Con by Tegan and Sara is dedicated to you.


What's The Point?

Point is I love you and never want to lose you.

It’s not just words streaming out of my mouth that make you blush, it’s not the way I say your name or call you babe. It’s the way I live my life, the actions I take and the steps I make in becoming a responsible, loving person.

I love you. It’s not just three words, it’s my whole life.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Some Old Addiction And Some New Addiction.

This post will not contain lyrics. Just videos. If lyrics is wanted please google it on your own. It not that hard to do that. Please enjoy the songs. :)

Starting off with Boys Like Girls.



Moving on with The Avett Brothers.





I'll give you Arctic Monkeys.




Hockey.




The Last Goodnight.



Friday, September 3, 2010

I Love This Song! :D


Come on and break down and show us who you are.
Memorable first impressions only get you far
When you stay true from beginning to end.
Flexing all your morals, your environment will bend back
As you bend crooked.

Come on and break down fake personas from your art.
I used to hang on every verse when my days would get hard.
Flash forward to present day and time:
A fraud, a hoax, a method actor reading scripted lines back.
Why'd you take that path?
There's no way back.

We are the spark that once would ignite a pilot light burning deep in your heart.
The start of making yourself out to be bigger than you really are.

Conscience is calling, come and shut it up.
Yeah I know life gets rough sometimes
And big dollars take the pressure off of hard times,
But gluttony's a sin and hunger will not let you win if you don't get a grip.
Use some self will to control it, hold it.

[Hayley Williams:]
"Wooah guys uhm, is it cool if I get in on this here?"
(Hell yeah!)
(Dude, go for it!)

[Hayley Williams:]
Alright listen!
(Ohhhh)
I see you ready, set, go.
With unqualified pride, orders of your disguise explode.
Watch us double up on those who try to intimidate unaware eyes.
Fabrications of a buster living within a lie.
If you come back you'll have to get (get, get, get, get)
Through all of us.

We are the spark that once would ignite a pilot light burning deep in your heart.
The start of making yourself out to be bigger than you really are.
You instilled, helped to build
A belief within me that I carry to this day.
You passed the torch and cared no more.
What a shame. Who's to blame when the mighty fall from grace?

Go settle up with the kids fed up.
This time we want for you to man on up right
And account for all your crimes.
Go settle up with the kids fed up.
This time we want for you to man on up
Right now, I want you to say it.
I wanna know why you abandoned this and now hate it. Just why?
But you don't know why.
Such an elusive, guileful, meaningless sham.

Come on and break down
Come on and break down
Come on and break down
Come on and break down
Break down
Break down
Who's to blame?
Tell me who, who's to blame. Take the same.
Now when the mighty fall from grace?

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Damnnn!


Im in love with a girl
Finest girl in the world
I didnt know I could feel this way.

Think about here all the time
Always on my mind
I didnt know about love.

All that a man should do is true
I didnt know this could happen to me.

Do I Need To Say More?


Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. You expect her to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect her to calm you down when you're yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely, and utterly defeated when something doesn't exactly match up with all your plans. But that's the thing. Love isn't a plan. It doesn't have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it.

Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. People around you can't comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can't see. They can't see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you're in love. It's inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we can't live without it. What you don't learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it isn't worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it.

Love isn't her calming you down when you yell. It's her yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and to keep you grounded. It isn't her/him bringing you roses everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable.

It's after a long fight, that drains the life and bones right out of you both, and yet her showing up at your door the next morning anyway. It's not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. So no, it's not her caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. It's her standing there, admitting she's just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love, you're not the only one involved. You've unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another persons hands and said, here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As long as you have it.

It makes us crazy. It makes reality invisible and it erases all the lines that we shouldn't cross. Because love isn't about fencing ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. It's about scaring the shit out of every nerve in our body, but pushing forward anyway. Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it. And it's a hell of a lot better, than being 100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a difference between feeling 'happy' and feeling whole

Water Balloons!


I like your messy hair.
I like the clothes you wear.
I like the way you sing and when you dance with me.
Ready set, here we go.

I don't know why, I love you.
I just know I can't stop thinking of you
OH WAIT oh oh oh oh oh
It's cause you make me smile
oh oh oh oh oh
You always make me smile

I like that rainbow pair, of gym shoes that you wear.
I like the chance you take. I like the mess you make.

I don't know why, I love you.
I just know I can't stop thinking of you
OH WAIT oh oh oh oh oh
It's cause you make me smile
oh oh oh oh oh
You always make me smile

I like that rainbow pair, of gym shoes that you wear.
I like the way you sing and when you dance with me.
I like the face you make and when you dance with me.
I like the rules you break and when you dance with me.
I like the cake you bake and when you dance with me.
I like the chance you take so won't you dance with me?

I don't know why, I love you.
I just know I can't stop thinking of you
OH WAIT
It's cause you make me smile
You always make me smile

I don't know why, I love you.
I just know I can't stop thinking of you
OH WAIT oh oh oh oh oh
It's cause you make me smile
oh oh oh oh oh
You always make me smile
oh oh oh oh oh
You always make me smile

I don't know why, I love you. (You always make me smile)
I just know I can't stop thinking of you
OH WAIT oh oh oh oh oh
It's cause you make me smile
oh oh oh oh oh
You always make me smile
You always make me smile

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I'm Getting Bored Of What's Happening.


We still live the same town, well don't we?
But I don't see you around anymore.
I go to all the same places
Not even a trace of you.
Your days are numbered at 24.

And I'm getting bored waiting 'round for you.
We're not getting any younger.
And I won't look back 'cause there's no use.
Its time to move forward.

I feel no sympathy.
You live inside a cave
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time for feeling sorry.

Well I try not to think of what might happen.
When your reality it finally cuts through.
Well as for me I got out and I'm on the road.
The worst part is that this, this could be you.

You know it too.
You can't run from your shame.
You're not getting any younger.
Time keeps passing by
But you wave it away.
Its time to roll over.

I feel no sympathy.
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying.
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time for feeling sorry.

And all the best lies they are told with fingers tied.
So cross 'em tight.
Won't you promise me tonight.
If its the last thing you do
you'll get out.

I feel no sympathy.
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying.
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time for feeling sorry.

I feel no sympathy.
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying.
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time.
I've got no time for feeling sorry.