Wednesday, May 20, 2009

yeah sure,

I will never love you more than the drummer of flaming lips
I will never love you more than Woody Allen movies
I will never love you more than the White album of the Beatles
I will never love you more than God only knows

I will never love you more than DVD's night with my girlfriend
And we talk about stupid things like feelings and men
I will never love you more than my boyfriend when I was 14
Even if he's now an asshole, I will never love you more

And you say, you love me more than everything
And compared to me everything is nothing...

I will never love you more than meeting Paul McCartney
And we asked him to play a song on my Ukulele
I will never love you more than my Scandinavian Tour
Which was more than paradise, I wish you remember it too

I will never love you more than dancing to Phil Spektor
I will never love you more than my Casiotone keyboard.
I will never love you more than Daniel Johnston himself
For me he's more than God, I will never love you more

And you say, you love me more than everything
And compared to me everything is nothing

Ohh this is sweet, I just wonder what it means

You say you love me more, than all the girls you have had before
Even more than music, even more than yourself
Even more than everything, but it's just a lie
So I will never love you more, than anything

I will never love you more than singing in the shower
I will never love you more than my Mac computer
I will never love you more than having a daughter
I will never love you more than peanut butter

I will never love you more than kisses all day
I will never love you more than cuddles all night
I will never love you more than kissing girls lips when they're really pretty

I will never love you more

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

i'd rather sink - -

Should i be worried, that people are freaking out because of how nice i've been lately? Like, isn't that supposed to be a good thing?
I can't help it, the world is so awesome and Australian winter is so warm and the English language is sweet.

Also, Milo and I DO NOT have the same haircut, mine is merely outgrown. If another person tells me this, I will go crazy.
It's for this very reason that I'm getting a haircut tomorrow :D
Not like I can really afford it, or actually know how i want it cut, but oh well.

I really have nothing significant to write here, it doesn't seem like i really do ever. I had the best subway today, I think that Subway is one of the things I missed most about Australia. Chicken Teriyaki (how do you spell teriyaki) wrap. Win.
I'm supposed to be doing homework, i wrote out a little timetable and all, but of course I'm not. Life is stressful, assessment ends in like 3 weeks, and I have nothing to my name. I supposed i should at least attempt an English essay before i wash my hairsies.
Oh, and i love year 11's, they're awesome.


HAPPY ENOUGH FOR YAHHHHHH :D

Thursday, May 7, 2009

it seems like a good time.

I'm loving being back, seriously.
I feel like a different person- happier, and better at coping with situations. It seems like i'm also starting to get on with people alot better aswell.
It kind of sucks that i don't have a formal date, but oh well- there are worst things.
Being in Italy, especially in Assisi, was a life-changing experience- i'm more tolerable, friendlier and independent, some things that i admit i havn't been for a while (if ever)
I love everyoneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee