I'm 17 years old,and I go to high school now.I can speak English a little.May be my English is not good...sorry!Today,I had a elemently school of English.And, I talked to a Irishman ,there.I said,My favorite band is Radiohead.So he very surprised and said,That's very dark!!!It seems he don't like dark music...I love love love dark music ;>Thank you for your reading.Bye.My picture is YUKI's picture.She is a vocal of very popular band in Japan,JUDY AND MARY.She is very cute.I love her :>
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When you improve your computer knowledge..rar and torrent.. who knew?I'm so fucking excited about WPB I cannot even express.Meanwhile, I'm working... shrinking... working...Thank GOD for TMV23.Jeesh..Drooling Loony Tunes is amazing.TYMFTY
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Posted by Jack Boyles on April 27, 2008 at 12:20am
Hello, i am a multi-media student at nottingham trent university.I like to make films youtube.com/MilkCandyFarmI like to make music in my band myspace.com/griswaldthebandIm easy to get along with, so come and chill.XXXJackXXX
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Posted by Nicole Marie on April 26, 2008 at 8:23pm
There are two songs I dislike only because they make mention of women's thighs. "Thunder Peel" by Beck, and "I Saw Her In The Anti-War Demonstration" by Jens Lekman. In the first, "she's got such ugly thighs," which makes me defensive. In the second, they're "about the same size as" Jens's, bringing forth a flood of insecurity.See? I told you. Mental.Also, I would like to reject and denounce the existence of Thighpaulsandra. (Not really. He's pretty cool.)
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I have FLOOR tickets!!! I'm going to see U KNOW WHO!!!!!!!!!!!and Oh yeah, I'm now 20! I forgot about my own B.day, and did nothing but fax in my taxes stuff...lame :( Oh well, I'M GOING TO SEE RADIOHEAD!
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If you choose to want to read about my personal life, go to my LiveJournal account, which is nudnik-headache.livejournal.comI usually write about Radiohead, or how my trip to New York is going. :) Please feel free to add me cause i'll always comment friends!
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current update on my sister, goldielocks (imagine me in a long blonde wig, then mop up the spillage). i would normally feel bad about spouting off about a family member, but she's been to oz and nyc in the last six weeks and brought me back, respectively;a baseball cap (an aussie cricket one, that is green and gold, ie- stands out a mile and goes with nothing)and a simpson's t-shirt that she could've (in fact, probably did) bought from the shop round the corner from her flat.continuing the bus theme, last tuesday she was chatted up by an old jakey at the bus stop who was also talking into a bottle of lucozade. he apparently told the person on the other end of his bottle / phone / delusion that "he was running out of credit and that he would see them at the bookies".for those outside of scotland a "jakey" is an alcoholic, often a tramp (but not always);http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=jakeyi prefer the term "knights of the road", anyways. far more dignified.she was, the previous week, at the gym being chatted up by a west african man (remember, think me in a wig - sexy!) who then proceeded to sit down on what turned out to be the steps of a cross-trainer. he fell, and knocked himself unconscious. goldielocks then made her escape before he woke up, as she didn't want him to see that she lived in a flat across the street (clearly visible from the window of the gym). on the way back, she got chatted up by an old man in an electric wheelchair and laughed at by a wee boy with downs syndrome, because she was all sweaty.i think bad luck runs in families.went to see the mighty omniblob play a charity gig last night. the bastards made me get up and butcher some songs when i was ripped of my tits on hard liquor. they were supported by the modus, who were this sixties hammond organ, jazz mod band. they were fucking amazing and will probably sell a million records;http://www.myspace.com/themodusnethttp://www.myspace.com/omniblobcheck them out and enrich your life, without any need to thank me.this is, of course because (despite the hurtful comments about bed breaking and all of you with awful germs) i love each and every one of you w-a-s-t-e-relst---h---i---s m---u---c---h !!!!steve x.
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. . . passaram-se alguns dias sem que eu escrevesse alguma coisa por aqui, ms nada digno de nota aconteceu comigo, ou no mundo. Não falarei do óbvio que circula na mídia brasileira.Dor de ouvidoDor de gargantaPressão em ombros cansadosCansei
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hola, yo soy karim alejandro, soy nuevo esn esto, asique quiero conocerlos un poco mas, quiero saber de ustedes, sus gustos musicales me interesan mucho, no conozco mucha gente que comparta mis gustos, por ejemplo radiohead que es una de mis bandas favoritas, me gustan todos sus temas y no me canso de escucharlos........ podria hablar horas de esta exelente banda pero primero quiero conocerlos...........saludos a todosKarim alejandro brizuelaCordoba capital, Argentina
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More playing arounds with the demo Reason 4 + Ableton, its a really neat work ethic because you're forced to focus on one part at a time since Reason shuts down after twenty minutes, and if you don't record it into Ableton by then its lost forever. I spose its like speed laps, the main difference is when you have a full version of Reason you're likely to focus on one sound for hours, this makes you move along faster. I started this track just after I had finished The Octopus Project's new album, "Hello Avalanche!", so I decided to kinda emulate it, I mean its not really a comparable track, cause theres no rocking guitars or theramins, but its pretty neat anyway. Their music is always so happy (see "Music is Happiness"), which is kind of a contrast I spose, meh.Gonna see Bladerunner this weekend at the local theater/bar, might see Big Man Japan too, hopefully, be back on Monday to make something new, unless I actually have work to do, that'd be insane.
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I've never come across that. Never.It seems that everything is against me. There are no lines parallel.Did I do anything wrong? I am not worth anything, is it?just destined... tired with it, that's enough.Beasts are going to fight, while I am trying to hide.Further failure may cause death. I really think that way.To escape from this world of fake truths and illogical principles, I chose to hide.I am not unfit, I just hate this mold and don't want to get stuck.My mind is totally blank, when I saw evils took over the world.
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Thank god I'm finished with this year! I think I've got a 4.0 too. I have three final exams left but I don't really have to do much work for them, so for all intensive purposes I'm finally done with my freshman year. And I love my last english professor - he let us opt out of the final exam if we were happy with our scores up to that point. I was really worried about his class too, he's a tough grader and it takes at least a 95 average to make an A in his class, but I pulled it off.
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I dont know why, but for some reason my area is down. Nothing is working. I dont even know is this blog is going to work. All i get is white.... is everyone's like this???...
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I went to the Roger Ebert Overlooked Film Festival yesterday and saw the movie Yes.My gut reaction was to be in awe. After thinking about it more and more I absolutely love the film.The colors are stupendous, the music is fierce. The producer said that Sally Potter actually composed some of the music; I had no idea she was this amazing: a dancer, a director and now a composer!What felt fresh was the dialogue. It was in iambic pentameter, but nobody sounded the way Shakespeare sounds in your head when you read. Can you imagine? the whole dialogue was in poetry, but it didn't sound stiff at all.The funniest thing was the gaze of the maid that opens and closes the film. This creature says exquisite things about dustmite, fallen hair, dandruff, dirt...
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Last night signalled the end of a long relationship. Last night a close friend of mine left me for heaven (or, at least, a version of it).It all started with a strange noise, clank clank clank.Like something wasn't in place.And then, a ppffffttll.Even scarier than the previous one.There were signs of uneasiness a few days ago. As usual, I brushed them off (mainly with my foot) and kept going. Others things on my mind which I thought more important.And then, it happened. That BSOD that will haunt my nights more than that attacker will ever do.You never know what you have 'til it's gone, i guess. So, yeah, last night my computer signed out. Forevermore. Bad timing, I was supposed to get in touch with a friend living not so close to me. There's still phone, you'll tell me, but I've always thought that phone is a bit unpersonal, more than chat will ever be....or maybe not. Hopefully, there's still this glorious thing called WORK to get my hands on a keyboard and my eyes on a blinding screen. Yay !Anyway, after almost losing a digit to try and figure out if it could be saved (bloody fan !), I took maybe five seconds to feel a bit guilty. Can't say that I've been the best of SU for this poor excuse of a PC. Running almost all the time on that-useless-OS-that-nobody-likes-but-everyone-still-uses, even if I had an installed Debian (it was old, but it worked ! No excuse there !), kicking it when it wouldn't work, not gently (heeled shoes and computers do NOT get along),letting the dust in, blaming it for my ineptitude (hmmm, segfaults)... And then, the good times too, when I took care of it when it broke down, and I took it for a walk. Yeah, uncomfortable and everyone looks at you like you're insane (I am, people, I am !!). Countless hours spent mastering stupid Flash games, reading feminist websites, keeping in touch with people I met abroad, asking for help on developper websites... Checking for French spelling as well...Sure, it couldn't go on forever, it was pretty old and in bad shape. "I guess I knew your time would come...". So, after almost six years of good service (I told you, it's decrepit ! Didn't even have USB 2 !), maybe it's time we both go separate ways.But then, again, my mind wanders. What will happen to this poor heap of metal ? After a few minutes looking around (and another few minutes for translation ;), I found, first, what my dear friend was made of : plastic, gold, copper, nickel, and other hevay metals such as cadmium and palladium. Don't ask what these two are. I just know they have respectively the atomic numbers 48 and 46 (thx wikipedia). I'll have to make sure that the disposal facility can recycle it efficiently.Just in case, does anybody know how to write "I'm sorry, I never meant to put your health in danger with my Western consumerist habits." in hindi, so I can carve it on what's left of my PC ?That's quite a long text to recount my old PC's death. I wouldn't last as much on the controversy around the beatification of Padre Pio.Maybe indeed there IS something wrong with me.Read more…
