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NEW JOURNAL Apr. 20th, 2005 @ 05:19 pm

dear reader,

you have reached the live journal of emma (mad sparrow).

she is no longer allowed to post here because of the... incident.

however, you may reach her at [info]mimeonmeth

thank you,

the management


boo Apr. 5th, 2005 @ 09:54 pm

comment to be added, children.

(meh, thought i'd update the friends only aspect of deez journal... also just to force people to look at the pretty teeth. i made it. hee. i feel so proud.)

+ )


wot's awl this then? Feb. 24th, 2005 @ 05:59 pm

mmm, i shall fill out quizishness as i listen to my beloved boingo radio. yeah, there's a boingo radio. long live mahatma randy.

 

fun fun fun fun fun )

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: "dream somehow" - oingo boingo (danny = sting... sometimes)

a matter of minutes Feb. 22nd, 2005 @ 04:16 pm

I've been thinking
About you and me
Maybe I was just
Seeing what I wanted to see

You can call me crazy
But you know this time I swore
That I wouldn't run
But I can't do that anymore

I can't find a way to stay
And I can't see my way to go
But I can't give up without a fight.

I can pack myself up in a matter of minutes,
Leave you all far behind
All of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find
If they ever were mine

You've been trying
And I know it's been hard
And I'm afraid of
All this blood in my heart

If there's one thing certain
It's there ain't nothing for sure
And I want to run
But I can't do that anymore

I can't meet you half way
And I can't have it my way
And I can't give up without a fight

I can pack myself up in a matter of minutes,
Leave you all far behind
And all of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find
All of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find
Like they ever were mine

I could count the good times we had
On one hand
All the rest was
A sort of means to the end

Well not it's done
And I can never
Go back to where I was before
And I wanna run...

I can get myself clean in a matter of minutes
And get it wrong every time
All of my whole world and all the things in it are hard to, hard to find
Everything change in a matter of minutes
And nothing was saved in time
All of my old world and all the things in it are hard to find
But they never
never
never
were mine
-shawn colvin

my turn )

Current Mood: exanimate

Jan. 30th, 2005 @ 02:44 pm

hola, children.

all right. this decision has been made for obvious reasons.

that is all.

Other entries
» there's life underground

it snowed! again! i wanted to fling myself off of my balcony into a giant snow drift. ahhhhh. i kinda wish we didn't have school tomorrow.

mmm, i've decided that i love philip glass and e e cummings. not only because they will be my focus for the next couple months (research paper), but because... well, they're just amazing. plain and simple. for those of you who don't know (and you should be ASHAMED!), glass is a "minimalist" composer, though he hates that term. he's from baltimore, which is where i was born -yippie- and he's composed symphonies, operas, and scores to many films (such as the hours and secret window). e e cummings was a brilliant, visionary poet. if you've never heard of him, you should go curl up in a corner and cry like a little girl.

and on a brighter note:

hi, my name is emma and i'm attracted to odd-looking men.

an example )

» weird wild stuff

johnny carson died this weekend. how depressing is that? : (

well, good news: i finally saw the trailer for tim burton's corpse bride! the link's here: http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/corpse_bride/large.html

you should check it out. very exciting.

that's all i wanted to say. adios.


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