I'll write more about Tuross later....but quickly before orchestra.....
143 days!!!!!!!
Love Sa
Monday 27 August 2007
Sunday 19 August 2007
Question?
Someone asked me today "What is a boyfriend to you?"
My answer was it's like having the best friend you've ever had...but you can hug and kiss them without beign ultra weird...
What do you guys think? girlfriend can be substituted, of course.
Love Sa
My answer was it's like having the best friend you've ever had...but you can hug and kiss them without beign ultra weird...
What do you guys think? girlfriend can be substituted, of course.
Love Sa
Saturday 18 August 2007
Rant
Time to use this blog like most people use them....to rant and be emo. But probably less of the rant because i'm not in the mood for typing lots.
i'm so sick of everything. grrrr...
It's so unfair. My parents "extended" my curfew to midnight when I turned 18, but then proceeded to message me at quarter past 11 to say i should have been home at 11 and then when i got home i got yelled at...i'm so sick of everything...
sigh....
thanks puddles and snoopy for letting me invade you guys again this weekend ^.^
mm
byebye
i'm so sick of everything. grrrr...
It's so unfair. My parents "extended" my curfew to midnight when I turned 18, but then proceeded to message me at quarter past 11 to say i should have been home at 11 and then when i got home i got yelled at...i'm so sick of everything...
sigh....
thanks puddles and snoopy for letting me invade you guys again this weekend ^.^
mm
byebye
Friday 10 August 2007
New Goldfish!
We got new goldfish today! Well...I did...but there are two, but Ainslee doesn't want one cause then she'll forget to feed them...so I got to name them.
They're names are:
SHOES and SOCKS
How cute is that!
Here's a picture. I took a video but I can't upload it....hmm....
I know it's sideways...you'll live.
No depressingly fatal names this time! The white and gold one is socks, and the speckled one in the background is shoes
Love Sa
They're names are:
SHOES and SOCKS
How cute is that!
Here's a picture. I took a video but I can't upload it....hmm....
I know it's sideways...you'll live.
No depressingly fatal names this time! The white and gold one is socks, and the speckled one in the background is shoes
Love Sa
Thursday 2 August 2007
Finished story! (Long Post)
But They Didn't Know It Yet
Once upon a time there was a boy. Once upon a time there was a girl. Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl, who didn't know it yet but they were to become the best of friends. That's the beauty of being a writer, you know all these things the characters don't know yet. I call myself a writer because I'm hesitant to call myself an 'author', it sounds so official and gives the impression that I'm actually good at writing. Don't worry. I'm not.
Once upon a time there was a boy named Jason. There's no real reason he was called Jason, I just like the name. It's much better than 'Jarred', and suits a boy better than 'Bethany'. Jason wasn't your typical, macho, teenage footy-head. Actually he was the complete opposite. In fact, his favourite past time was doing maths homework and watching downloaded anime. Jason was 17 going on 18 years old and lived in a nice house in a nice suburb and went to a respectable school. He had a brother and a sister, both younger, but their names aren't important at the moment. He also had a mother and father, but their names aren't that important right now either, so maybe I'll tell you later on. He also had a very cute puppy named Jack. Jack was a black pomeranian puppy and he loved to go on long walks and bark at twigs that got on his footpath. Jack was exclusively Jason's puppy. His best friend had given it to him before she went away on her gap year. She'd thought he was the cutest thing ever, and warned Jason to take care of him cause she'd take him back when she came back home. Jason had laughed at her and and promised like a good friend should.
This is how the story ends: Once upon a time there was a boy and girl, who didn't know it yet but they were to become the best of friends.
The best thing about Miranda's room is the fish bowl. It is round and made of glass, just like the ones that you usually read about in stories. Of course, what usually defines them as 'interesting' is the fish that is usually contained inside the bowl. Miranda didn't have a fish. She thought it was cruel to put a poor, helpless goldfish in a tiny little bowl, so she freed hers into the pond outside.
Her mother doesn't have the heart to tell her she saw a bird snatch him up one day. (For the pessimists)
OR
She doesn't have the heart to tell her mother that she had set him free. (For the romantics)
OR
The fish now lives in the outside fish pond, happily feeding on insects and larvae, and is about 20cm long. His tail, he tells his friends, has become glossier since the move, and everyday he counts his lucky stars that he had a lovely friend like Miranda to set him free. (For the optimists)
Miranda loves to read. I think it's the idea of escaping to a different world, a different reality. That's how this story begins. Miranda is reading a book called...well, that's not important yet either. She's reading a book and when she turns the page the words have disappeared.
Jason was reading a book and when he turned the page the words disappeared. The book was called “Cinderella”. He only studies when he goes to school and so has no friends, and no understanding of the stereotyping that goes on there. He feels there are better things he can be doing with his time. Consequently, he has no qualms about me announcing to the world that he is reading “Cinderella” at the age of 17 going on 18.
What would you do when the words disappear from the page in front of you? And after you've flipped through the rest, only to see the rest of the book is empty? And after you've checked the front and seen that the words you have just read are completely invisible? I'd probably put it down and run from the room...quickly...but I'm a scaredy-cat and can't stomach that sort of thing. Jason had read other books like “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” by J.K. Rowling, and seen movies like “The Lakehouse” starring Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock where mysteriously blank papers had lead to marvellous relationships. He got out a pen (pencil was too risky and definitely not steadfast enough) and wrote:
Hello. My name is Jason Young. Is anybody out there?
Miranda stares in shock for a second. A book has never done this to her. She feels betrayed and abandoned. She slams the book shut and runs out of the room...quickly...
I lied before, this is how the story really begins: Once upon a time there was a girl, but her name wasn't Miranda.
Jason was disappointed. People always made magical connections like that in books and movies. He really began to regret taking this part in a mere story. He put the book back up on his bookshelf next to J.K. Rowling's “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets”, among others. In fact, if you flipped through any of the books on his bookshelf you'd find similar blank pages. All blank except:
Hello. My name is Jason Young. Is anybody out there?
So if there's no girl called Miranda, then what is her name? Jack chewed thoughtfully on Jason's slipper. That's what puppies do, among other things. Jason chewed thoughtfully on a licorice stick. That's what he did, among other things. One of the other things was homework, so he cracked open a textbook and began to read.
It's a sticky, boring day in class. Emma sits at her too small desk in her too small chair with her too many books and tries to wrap her brain around the question in front of her.
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why does anybody give a damn? She certainly doesn't. Her page is blank. Well not quite, she's drawn a silly little scribble of a raven sitting on a writing desk, and she still can't see any similarities.
Emma's so sick of sitting at school. She wishes she could be at home, lying in her nice warm bed with the content bubbling of the filter in her fish tank beside her. Forget simplicity, this girl goes all out. Heaters, filters, living plants, tropical fish...you name it, she's got it. She names it and it's called Friday: the best day of the week, no catching a bus on a Friday, late night shopping with friends on a Friday, a black and white striped angel fish that lives next to Emma's bed.
Friday likes his tank. He swims around in circles all day, and because he forgets what he's just seen when he sees something new, every day presents a new world to him. He's the ultimate optimist. Blop, a castle! Blop, a tree! Blop, a big, funny pinkish blob that feeds me! Blob, food! Blop, a castle! Blop, a tree...etc., etc., etc..
Emma's mum yells up the stairs. Emma yells back at her. Blop, a loud sound...
Jack fell asleep on Jason's lap. He patted the puppy's soft, floppy ears automatically while he thought about the weather. It was raining that day, the day that Jack fell asleep on his lap. That's what puppies do, among other things. Rainy days, thought Jason, are perfectly marvellous. He chuckled as he read what he just said back to himself. It reminded him of A.A. Milne's “Winnie the Pooh”. Perfectly marvellous indeed. Speaking of “Winnie the Pooh”, Jason took down his old, battered copy of the book from his shelf. It still had words. There were two shelves in his room. The one on the left side was filled with books that were still able to be read. The one on the right only had books that had betrayed him. “Winnie the Pooh” was on the left side. I have a friend who is quite adamant about the way you read books. The covers should never be bent, and the pages should never be dog-eared. But if you read it like that then how can you tell the difference between a well loved book and a book of obligation? This book was obviously a well-loved book. The cover had been taped together several times, pages have been ripped and mended, and the cover was most definitely bent.
Jason flipped open the well-worn cover and began to read.
Emma chooses a song from her iPod and turns the volume right up. She can see the stack of homework staring at her from her desk, but chooses to read a book instead. I think it's the idea of escaping to a different world. She cracks open A.A. Milne's “Winnie the Pooh” and settles down in the comfort of her bed.
Blop.
Jason had a familiar sensation as he turned the page to find that the words were missing. He felt a slight pang of sadness this time around, he really liked that book. He automatically reached for the pen that he always kept close on his bedside table, but stopped before writing, leaving the pen hovering about a millimetre from the paper. Maybe the magic wasn't meant to happen to him. That was the moment that he realised that nothing around him could change if he didn't. He closed the book and placed it back in the bookshelf, on the right hand side of the room. Jack was scratching at the door to go out.
That's what puppies do, among other things.
Emma has fallen asleep with her copy of the children's classic lying open on her chest. She doesn't notice when the words disappear. She certainly doesn't notice that Jason didn't write anything this time.
Blop.
And that's the end of her.
I suppose it would have been simpler to start the story simply with this: Once upon a time there was a boy named Jason. He doesn't seem to have had much success with the ladies (girls?) I've introduced him to so far in this story. I guess that's what he gets for taking this part in a story that's not even written by an author. Perhaps I should keep my mind more open. Maybe girls aren't what he's interested in. Let's try something else.
Caleb is 16 going on 17 (to continue my cheesy musical references) with spiky blonde hair and jeans that are much too tight. He enjoys long walks on the beach, anything to do with Brad Pitt, puppies and 17 going on 18 year old boys...not necessarily all together...but there's nothing wrong with putting them all together either.
“WILL YOU STOP MEDDLING WITH MY LIFE?”
“I'M NOT GAY AND I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP TO FIND A GIRLFRIEND!”
I think I've upset Jason a bit. And I think he's missed the point of the story a bit. I don't even really know what the point is, but it certainly isn't to find him a girlfriend.
And I still didn't get to say my part about Caleb's fish tank, which is a rectangle with crisp, clean lines and a small school of neon-tetras floating uninterestedly around.
Or the part about how I think he likes reading because it offers an escape.
Oh well I should probably move on anyway. Jason looks pretty angry.
Jason had decided that it was up to him if he wanted his life to change. He was sick of sitting in his room, reading books and living in the hope that someone like him was out there, sitting in their room and living in the hope that someone like them was out there, sitting in their room and living in the hope that someone like them was out there...etc., etc., etc.
Jack was staring out the window wistfully. There was a pet store across the corner from the house where Jason and Jack lived, and he'd been eyeing off a particularly cute looking girl puppy for about a week. Jason never seemed to get the hint though, and whenever they went for walks he couldn't seem to get him to stop at the pet shop, even for two minutes. He tried the routine again today. Jack scratched on the door and whimpered a bit. Jason put his lead on and took him out the front of the house, and Jack ran towards the pet shop. But today there wasn't any resistance from the other end of the lead, and he raced towards it with new found ease and excitement.
Jason had decided that it was up to him if he wanted his life to change. He had grabbed Jack's leash and tugged him out the door, as he walked with purpose towards the pet store on the corner. He had decided it was time to get a pet fish. He was thinking along the lines of a simple, round goldfish bowl with multicoloured pebbles and a little statue of a pirate ship, and one of those black, googly-eyed goldfish that would swim around in circles discovering new worlds every 3 seconds and saying “blop” every now and then. But definitely no crisp, clean lines.
Jack could hardly believe what was happening, his dream was coming true! They headed towards the pet shops door almost running. He saw the pretty girl puppy in the window and sat down in front of her, staring wistfully (Jason had tied him up outside while he went fish shopping). He was so happy, he couldn't even raise the courage to get her attention. He decided to sneak and away and cross the road again, to see if she noticed the second time. It reminds me of that cheesy pick-up line: “Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?”
He ran across the road, shook himself a bit and stepped out onto the black gravel road.
A truck came roaring past.
This was a story about a boy and girl, who didn't know it yet, but they were to become the best of friends. And now, i suppose, they will never know.
And by the way, Jason's family never really became important, but in case you were wondering their names were Emma, Randal, Emily and Rick.
I guess this means I lied about the end of the story too. I didn't make any promises though, and I did warn you. After all, I'm not an author or anything you know...
Once upon a time there was a boy. Once upon a time there was a girl. Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl, who didn't know it yet but they were to become the best of friends. That's the beauty of being a writer, you know all these things the characters don't know yet. I call myself a writer because I'm hesitant to call myself an 'author', it sounds so official and gives the impression that I'm actually good at writing. Don't worry. I'm not.
Once upon a time there was a boy named Jason. There's no real reason he was called Jason, I just like the name. It's much better than 'Jarred', and suits a boy better than 'Bethany'. Jason wasn't your typical, macho, teenage footy-head. Actually he was the complete opposite. In fact, his favourite past time was doing maths homework and watching downloaded anime. Jason was 17 going on 18 years old and lived in a nice house in a nice suburb and went to a respectable school. He had a brother and a sister, both younger, but their names aren't important at the moment. He also had a mother and father, but their names aren't that important right now either, so maybe I'll tell you later on. He also had a very cute puppy named Jack. Jack was a black pomeranian puppy and he loved to go on long walks and bark at twigs that got on his footpath. Jack was exclusively Jason's puppy. His best friend had given it to him before she went away on her gap year. She'd thought he was the cutest thing ever, and warned Jason to take care of him cause she'd take him back when she came back home. Jason had laughed at her and and promised like a good friend should.
This is how the story ends: Once upon a time there was a boy and girl, who didn't know it yet but they were to become the best of friends.
The best thing about Miranda's room is the fish bowl. It is round and made of glass, just like the ones that you usually read about in stories. Of course, what usually defines them as 'interesting' is the fish that is usually contained inside the bowl. Miranda didn't have a fish. She thought it was cruel to put a poor, helpless goldfish in a tiny little bowl, so she freed hers into the pond outside.
Her mother doesn't have the heart to tell her she saw a bird snatch him up one day. (For the pessimists)
OR
She doesn't have the heart to tell her mother that she had set him free. (For the romantics)
OR
The fish now lives in the outside fish pond, happily feeding on insects and larvae, and is about 20cm long. His tail, he tells his friends, has become glossier since the move, and everyday he counts his lucky stars that he had a lovely friend like Miranda to set him free. (For the optimists)
Miranda loves to read. I think it's the idea of escaping to a different world, a different reality. That's how this story begins. Miranda is reading a book called...well, that's not important yet either. She's reading a book and when she turns the page the words have disappeared.
Jason was reading a book and when he turned the page the words disappeared. The book was called “Cinderella”. He only studies when he goes to school and so has no friends, and no understanding of the stereotyping that goes on there. He feels there are better things he can be doing with his time. Consequently, he has no qualms about me announcing to the world that he is reading “Cinderella” at the age of 17 going on 18.
What would you do when the words disappear from the page in front of you? And after you've flipped through the rest, only to see the rest of the book is empty? And after you've checked the front and seen that the words you have just read are completely invisible? I'd probably put it down and run from the room...quickly...but I'm a scaredy-cat and can't stomach that sort of thing. Jason had read other books like “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” by J.K. Rowling, and seen movies like “The Lakehouse” starring Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock where mysteriously blank papers had lead to marvellous relationships. He got out a pen (pencil was too risky and definitely not steadfast enough) and wrote:
Hello. My name is Jason Young. Is anybody out there?
Miranda stares in shock for a second. A book has never done this to her. She feels betrayed and abandoned. She slams the book shut and runs out of the room...quickly...
I lied before, this is how the story really begins: Once upon a time there was a girl, but her name wasn't Miranda.
Jason was disappointed. People always made magical connections like that in books and movies. He really began to regret taking this part in a mere story. He put the book back up on his bookshelf next to J.K. Rowling's “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets”, among others. In fact, if you flipped through any of the books on his bookshelf you'd find similar blank pages. All blank except:
Hello. My name is Jason Young. Is anybody out there?
So if there's no girl called Miranda, then what is her name? Jack chewed thoughtfully on Jason's slipper. That's what puppies do, among other things. Jason chewed thoughtfully on a licorice stick. That's what he did, among other things. One of the other things was homework, so he cracked open a textbook and began to read.
It's a sticky, boring day in class. Emma sits at her too small desk in her too small chair with her too many books and tries to wrap her brain around the question in front of her.
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Why does anybody give a damn? She certainly doesn't. Her page is blank. Well not quite, she's drawn a silly little scribble of a raven sitting on a writing desk, and she still can't see any similarities.
Emma's so sick of sitting at school. She wishes she could be at home, lying in her nice warm bed with the content bubbling of the filter in her fish tank beside her. Forget simplicity, this girl goes all out. Heaters, filters, living plants, tropical fish...you name it, she's got it. She names it and it's called Friday: the best day of the week, no catching a bus on a Friday, late night shopping with friends on a Friday, a black and white striped angel fish that lives next to Emma's bed.
Friday likes his tank. He swims around in circles all day, and because he forgets what he's just seen when he sees something new, every day presents a new world to him. He's the ultimate optimist. Blop, a castle! Blop, a tree! Blop, a big, funny pinkish blob that feeds me! Blob, food! Blop, a castle! Blop, a tree...etc., etc., etc..
Emma's mum yells up the stairs. Emma yells back at her. Blop, a loud sound...
Jack fell asleep on Jason's lap. He patted the puppy's soft, floppy ears automatically while he thought about the weather. It was raining that day, the day that Jack fell asleep on his lap. That's what puppies do, among other things. Rainy days, thought Jason, are perfectly marvellous. He chuckled as he read what he just said back to himself. It reminded him of A.A. Milne's “Winnie the Pooh”. Perfectly marvellous indeed. Speaking of “Winnie the Pooh”, Jason took down his old, battered copy of the book from his shelf. It still had words. There were two shelves in his room. The one on the left side was filled with books that were still able to be read. The one on the right only had books that had betrayed him. “Winnie the Pooh” was on the left side. I have a friend who is quite adamant about the way you read books. The covers should never be bent, and the pages should never be dog-eared. But if you read it like that then how can you tell the difference between a well loved book and a book of obligation? This book was obviously a well-loved book. The cover had been taped together several times, pages have been ripped and mended, and the cover was most definitely bent.
Jason flipped open the well-worn cover and began to read.
Emma chooses a song from her iPod and turns the volume right up. She can see the stack of homework staring at her from her desk, but chooses to read a book instead. I think it's the idea of escaping to a different world. She cracks open A.A. Milne's “Winnie the Pooh” and settles down in the comfort of her bed.
Blop.
Jason had a familiar sensation as he turned the page to find that the words were missing. He felt a slight pang of sadness this time around, he really liked that book. He automatically reached for the pen that he always kept close on his bedside table, but stopped before writing, leaving the pen hovering about a millimetre from the paper. Maybe the magic wasn't meant to happen to him. That was the moment that he realised that nothing around him could change if he didn't. He closed the book and placed it back in the bookshelf, on the right hand side of the room. Jack was scratching at the door to go out.
That's what puppies do, among other things.
Emma has fallen asleep with her copy of the children's classic lying open on her chest. She doesn't notice when the words disappear. She certainly doesn't notice that Jason didn't write anything this time.
Blop.
And that's the end of her.
I suppose it would have been simpler to start the story simply with this: Once upon a time there was a boy named Jason. He doesn't seem to have had much success with the ladies (girls?) I've introduced him to so far in this story. I guess that's what he gets for taking this part in a story that's not even written by an author. Perhaps I should keep my mind more open. Maybe girls aren't what he's interested in. Let's try something else.
Caleb is 16 going on 17 (to continue my cheesy musical references) with spiky blonde hair and jeans that are much too tight. He enjoys long walks on the beach, anything to do with Brad Pitt, puppies and 17 going on 18 year old boys...not necessarily all together...but there's nothing wrong with putting them all together either.
“WILL YOU STOP MEDDLING WITH MY LIFE?”
“I'M NOT GAY AND I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP TO FIND A GIRLFRIEND!”
I think I've upset Jason a bit. And I think he's missed the point of the story a bit. I don't even really know what the point is, but it certainly isn't to find him a girlfriend.
And I still didn't get to say my part about Caleb's fish tank, which is a rectangle with crisp, clean lines and a small school of neon-tetras floating uninterestedly around.
Or the part about how I think he likes reading because it offers an escape.
Oh well I should probably move on anyway. Jason looks pretty angry.
Jason had decided that it was up to him if he wanted his life to change. He was sick of sitting in his room, reading books and living in the hope that someone like him was out there, sitting in their room and living in the hope that someone like them was out there, sitting in their room and living in the hope that someone like them was out there...etc., etc., etc.
Jack was staring out the window wistfully. There was a pet store across the corner from the house where Jason and Jack lived, and he'd been eyeing off a particularly cute looking girl puppy for about a week. Jason never seemed to get the hint though, and whenever they went for walks he couldn't seem to get him to stop at the pet shop, even for two minutes. He tried the routine again today. Jack scratched on the door and whimpered a bit. Jason put his lead on and took him out the front of the house, and Jack ran towards the pet shop. But today there wasn't any resistance from the other end of the lead, and he raced towards it with new found ease and excitement.
Jason had decided that it was up to him if he wanted his life to change. He had grabbed Jack's leash and tugged him out the door, as he walked with purpose towards the pet store on the corner. He had decided it was time to get a pet fish. He was thinking along the lines of a simple, round goldfish bowl with multicoloured pebbles and a little statue of a pirate ship, and one of those black, googly-eyed goldfish that would swim around in circles discovering new worlds every 3 seconds and saying “blop” every now and then. But definitely no crisp, clean lines.
Jack could hardly believe what was happening, his dream was coming true! They headed towards the pet shops door almost running. He saw the pretty girl puppy in the window and sat down in front of her, staring wistfully (Jason had tied him up outside while he went fish shopping). He was so happy, he couldn't even raise the courage to get her attention. He decided to sneak and away and cross the road again, to see if she noticed the second time. It reminds me of that cheesy pick-up line: “Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?”
He ran across the road, shook himself a bit and stepped out onto the black gravel road.
A truck came roaring past.
This was a story about a boy and girl, who didn't know it yet, but they were to become the best of friends. And now, i suppose, they will never know.
And by the way, Jason's family never really became important, but in case you were wondering their names were Emma, Randal, Emily and Rick.
I guess this means I lied about the end of the story too. I didn't make any promises though, and I did warn you. After all, I'm not an author or anything you know...
Wednesday 1 August 2007
Songs that remind me of people....part 1
Hehe I made a playlist cause I was bored.....It'll be added to....like Run to Paradise which I have to download for Rob ^.^
She's Got A Way - Billy Joel - AJ (cause you sent it to me)
Don't Wanna Miss A Thing - Aerosmith - Shu (cause it was almost the only song I made you listen to that you actually liked!)
All Star - Smashmouth - Puddles (!)
Beyond The Sea - Bobby Darin - Darsha (you went through a stage of loving this song)
The Car Song - Cat Empire - Snoopy (I dunno why, cat empire...trumpets...always makes me think of you)
Cookie Song - Cookie Monster - Snoopy again (and he knows why ;) )
Karma Chameleon - Culture Club - TK (I heard stories about you and this song on singstar)
Mad World - Gary Jules - Boyd (He went pretty amd about this at some point)
Hit Me Up - Gia Farrel - Robbie (You hate this song....and the title just describes you to a 't'...or an 'r'...)
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls - Lulu - (You loved this song at some point too)
Pop! Goes My Heart - Hugh Grant - Liiza and Annabel (Liiza cause you gave it to me....Bel cause we watched it at your house)
Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet - JAPAN TRIP!
Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake - Recent band trips (Our daily dose of sexy back) and bowls (our theme song last year)
ハルカナヤクソキ - KAT-TUN - Yuka (You don't like this one...overplayed or something ne?)
Rainbow Connection - Kermit the Frog - Darsha (You had a major obsession with Kermit the frog, remember?)
This Love - Maroon 5 - Lulu (Once again a song you liked ^.^)
Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough - Michael Jackson - Jess S. and music tours (We had big plans...but they were never realised...)
Grace Kelly - Mika - Snoopy and Darsha (The beautiful singing they did for me!)
Big Girl (You Are Beautiful) - Mika - Rob (Another song you hate ^.~)
Starlight - Muse - Sam (She gave me the CD ^.^)
きりきりまい - ORANGE RANGE - Rumi (My little host sister...she loved this song!)
お願い！セニョリータ - ORANGE RANGE - Karaoke with friends in Japan!
Tainted Love - Soft Cell - Ainslee and I's current favourite song
Stop - Spice Girls - Ahhh....so many memories...
We Like To Party - Vengaboys - Puddles (hehe woot!)
White and Nerdy - Weird Al Yankovich - Josh (guy from bowls)
The Phantom of the Opera - Andrew Lloyd Weber - Bradley (I dunno why...it just reminds me of you!)
Livin' La Vida Loca - Eddie Murphy and Antonio Banderas - Bradley (Puss and Donkey!!)
キュティーハニー - Koda Kumi - Risa (my host sister) and Chelsea and Kimi (Go our Japanese oral!)
Bananaphone - Raffi - Darsha (For more obvious reasons...you went through a fruit stage too...)
Under the Sea - The Little Mermaid - Jess and Lulu (*dance dance*)
For The Longest Time - Billy Joel - AJ (I love this song and you found it for me!!!)
You're So Vain - Carly Simons - ????? (It's still a secret ^.~)
My Way - Def Tech - Akane (Japanese friend)
This Aint A Scene - Fallout Boy - Yuka (You loved this song not so long ago...)
Quatuor Pour La Fin Du Temps: No. 4 Intermede - Olivier Messiaen - Shu, Darsha and Lulu (Remember our silly quartet?)
Hehe that'll do for now...my fingers hurt!!!
But before I go...another nostalgia thingo....
Love Sa
She's Got A Way - Billy Joel - AJ (cause you sent it to me)
Don't Wanna Miss A Thing - Aerosmith - Shu (cause it was almost the only song I made you listen to that you actually liked!)
All Star - Smashmouth - Puddles (!)
Beyond The Sea - Bobby Darin - Darsha (you went through a stage of loving this song)
The Car Song - Cat Empire - Snoopy (I dunno why, cat empire...trumpets...always makes me think of you)
Cookie Song - Cookie Monster - Snoopy again (and he knows why ;) )
Karma Chameleon - Culture Club - TK (I heard stories about you and this song on singstar)
Mad World - Gary Jules - Boyd (He went pretty amd about this at some point)
Hit Me Up - Gia Farrel - Robbie (You hate this song....and the title just describes you to a 't'...or an 'r'...)
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls - Lulu - (You loved this song at some point too)
Pop! Goes My Heart - Hugh Grant - Liiza and Annabel (Liiza cause you gave it to me....Bel cause we watched it at your house)
Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet - JAPAN TRIP!
Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake - Recent band trips (Our daily dose of sexy back) and bowls (our theme song last year)
ハルカナヤクソキ - KAT-TUN - Yuka (You don't like this one...overplayed or something ne?)
Rainbow Connection - Kermit the Frog - Darsha (You had a major obsession with Kermit the frog, remember?)
This Love - Maroon 5 - Lulu (Once again a song you liked ^.^)
Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough - Michael Jackson - Jess S. and music tours (We had big plans...but they were never realised...)
Grace Kelly - Mika - Snoopy and Darsha (The beautiful singing they did for me!)
Big Girl (You Are Beautiful) - Mika - Rob (Another song you hate ^.~)
Starlight - Muse - Sam (She gave me the CD ^.^)
きりきりまい - ORANGE RANGE - Rumi (My little host sister...she loved this song!)
お願い！セニョリータ - ORANGE RANGE - Karaoke with friends in Japan!
Tainted Love - Soft Cell - Ainslee and I's current favourite song
Stop - Spice Girls - Ahhh....so many memories...
We Like To Party - Vengaboys - Puddles (hehe woot!)
White and Nerdy - Weird Al Yankovich - Josh (guy from bowls)
The Phantom of the Opera - Andrew Lloyd Weber - Bradley (I dunno why...it just reminds me of you!)
Livin' La Vida Loca - Eddie Murphy and Antonio Banderas - Bradley (Puss and Donkey!!)
キュティーハニー - Koda Kumi - Risa (my host sister) and Chelsea and Kimi (Go our Japanese oral!)
Bananaphone - Raffi - Darsha (For more obvious reasons...you went through a fruit stage too...)
Under the Sea - The Little Mermaid - Jess and Lulu (*dance dance*)
For The Longest Time - Billy Joel - AJ (I love this song and you found it for me!!!)
You're So Vain - Carly Simons - ????? (It's still a secret ^.~)
My Way - Def Tech - Akane (Japanese friend)
This Aint A Scene - Fallout Boy - Yuka (You loved this song not so long ago...)
Quatuor Pour La Fin Du Temps: No. 4 Intermede - Olivier Messiaen - Shu, Darsha and Lulu (Remember our silly quartet?)
Hehe that'll do for now...my fingers hurt!!!
But before I go...another nostalgia thingo....
Love Sa
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