Sunday, June 26, 2005

Feeling: Amorous (edited)

Ok, so from the movie thought we conclude that Courtney gets no love and Manson gets an orgy, lol. So, what actress would be a good counterpart to him? And as Suaveness wondered, what would the movie be about? Go on people, humour me and brainstorm. I'm interested in hearing your ideas =)

That's how I plan to furbish my new room. We all went to look at the apartment to make a list of what needs to be done and what we need to do it. In my mind I had imagined it to be a total dump so it was real surprising to see that it was rather nice. Good to know that it won't be a complete hell awaiting, ehum. (The window is between the couch armchair and bed. The red line between the bed and the desk is where I'm thinking about putting a screen. Tv will go on top of the drawer.) I plan to paint the walls, which is easier said than done. First I wanted to do brown, then I saw the space and wanted warm yellow, although my carpets are green so maybe I'd want to do it in that colour? Mimmi = *_* My plan is to go to this poster shop, hopefully find a good one that I can buy and start out from there. For some reason I'm inclined to get something with a coffee theme. That came about after seeing a couple of nice posters on the internet O.o EDIT: Gah, mixed up the word armchair with couch. And most of my clothes will hang in the huge closet/clothes cupboard (*raises eyebrow at dictionary*) in the hall, the rest will end up in the drawer in my room.

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Saturday, June 25, 2005

Sparky rocks my socks

If Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson starred opposite each other in a movie ... would it become twice as interesting simply because you've got two rather unique people on screen, or would they cancel out each other/one demand more space than the other [with his/her charismatic radiancy]? Thoughts, ideas, opinions? Akamaru: *chews on her lower lip* I shall be a brave soldier. Hevn: No more sun room *nods* And it would be kinda nice if mom and dad stopped talking. For a few days anyway. Don't think I could stand more silence than that. Azure: Apparently it can be done over a summer *shrugs* Apparently it'll also cost a lot. But wherever I take up residency, internet shouldn't be a problem *nods* Sennen: I'm sure the new owners wouldn't mind having you as a house elf or something. Rustym: Word, dude. Love your drawings over at DA, by the way *checks out his gallery every few days*

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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Get a move on

I guess it's safe to talk about the immediate plans for my housing future now. From what I can understand our house has been sold and mom+dad have aqcuired an apartment that we'll live in until we've got something sorted out in the other town. I've not seen the apartment but they say it needs a lot of work and that could be fun or just added stress. It'll be available to us from the 1st of July and we'll spend most of that month fixing it up before moving out, which I think has to be done before August. Time to memorize a new address and phone number, yay. It only has 2 bedrooms so dad'll sleep in the living room. I could spend way too much time talking about the issues this creates but let's just say that there won't be many places to get some peace once we move there. Right now we've got our own separate rooms to reatreat to, as well as the garage. I wonder if they've actually thought about that, especially since their fighting have escalated lately. The one sort of positive thing about this is that we plan on building our own house in the other town. So we'd have our own house to move into, instead of trying to make someone elses house distinctly ours. But that's not a definite. Still, it's a positive beacon. And all of this means that if you want to send me mail [that won't get to me until after August] it's best to wait until I'm settled in at my new address and know for sure the mail will get there.

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Results from a personality test, based on Jung and his theories

My sister was eager for me to take a test based on the teachings of Jung and I must admit that the result is very spot on. Read if you want or skip this one and focus on the former post =P Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging by Joe Butt Profile: INFJ Revision: 3.01 Date of Revision: 6 Mar 2005 Beneath the quiet exterior, INFJs hold deep convictions about the weightier matters of life. Those who are activists -- INFJs gravitate toward such a role -- are there for the cause, not for personal glory or political power. INFJs are champions of the oppressed and downtrodden. They often are found in the wake of an emergency, rescuing those who are in acute distress. INFJs may fantasize about getting revenge on those who victimize the defenseless. The concept of 'poetic justice' is appealing to the INFJ. "There's something rotten in Denmark." Accurately suspicious about others' motives, INFJs are not easily led. These are the people that you can rarely fool any of the time. Though affable and sympathetic to most, INFJs are selective about their friends. Such a friendship is a symbiotic bond that transcends mere words. INFJs have a knack for fluency in language and facility in communication. In addition, nonverbal sensitivity enables the INFJ to know and be known by others intimately. Writing, counseling, public service and even politics are areas where INFJs frequently find their niche. Functional Analysis: Introverted iNtuition Introverted intuitives, INFJs enjoy a greater clarity of perception of inner, unconscious processes than all but their INTJ cousins. Just as SP types commune with the object and "live in the here and now" of the physical world, INFJs readily grasp the hidden psychological stimuli behind the more observable dynamics of behavior and affect. Their amazing ability to deduce the inner workings of the mind, will and emotions of others gives INFJs their reputation as prophets and seers. Unlike the confining, routinizing nature of introverted sensing, introverted intuition frees this type to act insightfully and spontaneously as unique solutions arise on an event by event basis. Extraverted Feeling Extraverted feeling, the auxiliary deciding function, expresses a range of emotion and opinions of, for and about people. INFJs, like many other FJ types, find themselves caught between the desire to express their wealth of feelings and moral conclusions about the actions and attitudes of others, and the awareness of the consequences of unbridled candor. Some vent the attending emotions in private, to trusted allies. Such confidants are chosen with care, for INFJs are well aware of the treachery that can reside in the hearts of mortals. This particular combination of introverted intuition and extraverted feeling provides INFJs with the raw material from which perceptive counselors are shaped. Introverted Thinking The INFJ's thinking is introverted, turned toward the subject. Perhaps it is when the INFJ's thinking function is operative that he is most aloof. A comrade might surmise that such detachment signals a disillusionment, that she has also been found lacking by the sardonic eye of this one who plumbs the depths of the human spirit. Experience suggests that such distancing is merely an indication that the seer is hard at work and focusing energy into this less efficient tertiary function. Extraverted Sensing INFJs are twice blessed with clarity of vision, both internal and external. Just as they possess inner vision which is drawn to the forms of the unconscious, they also have external sensing perception which readily takes hold of worldly objects. Sensing, however, is the weakest of the INFJ's arsenal and the most vulnerable. INFJs, like their fellow intuitives, may be so absorbed in intuitive perceiving that they become oblivious to physical reality. The INFJ under stress may fall prey to various forms of immediate gratification. Awareness of extraverted sensing is probably the source of the "SP wannabe" side of INFJs. Many yearn to live spontaneously; it's not uncommon for INFJ actors to take on an SP (often ESTP) role. Famous INFJs: Nathan, prophet of Israel Aristophanes Chaucer Goethe Robert Burns, Scottish poet U.S. Presidents: Martin Van Buren James Earl "Jimmy" Carter Nathaniel Hawthorne Fanny Crosby, (blind) hymnist Mother Teresa of Calcutta Fred McMurray (My Three Sons) Shirley Temple Black, child actor, ambassador Martin Luther King, Jr., civil rights leader, martyr James Reston, newspaper reporter Shirley McClain (Sweet Charity, ...) Piers Anthony, author ("Xanth" series) Michael Landon (Little House on the Prairie) Tom Selleck John Katz, critic, author Paul Stookey (Peter, Paul and Mary) U. S. Senator Carol Moseley-Braun (D-IL) Billy Crystal Garry Trudeau (Doonesbury) Nelson Mandela Mel Gibson Carrie Fisher Nicole Kidman Jamie Foxx Tori May Introverted iNtuiting Feeling Judging by Marina Margaret Heiss INFJs are distinguished by both their complexity of character and the unusual range and depth of their talents. Strongly humanitarian in outlook, INFJs tend to be idealists, and because of their J preference for closure and completion, they are generally "doers" as well as dreamers. This rare combination of vision and practicality often results in INFJs taking a disproportionate amount of responsibility in the various causes to which so many of them seem to be drawn. INFJs are deeply concerned about their relations with individuals as well as the state of humanity at large. They are, in fact, sometimes mistaken for extroverts because they appear so outgoing and are so genuinely interested in people -- a product of the Feeling function they most readily show to the world. On the contrary, INFJs are true introverts, who can only be emotionally intimate and fulfilled with a chosen few from among their long-term friends, family, or obvious "soul mates." While instinctively courting the personal and organizational demands continually made upon them by others, at intervals INFJs will suddenly withdraw into themselves, sometimes shutting out even their intimates. This apparent paradox is a necessary escape valve for them, providing both time to rebuild their depleted resources and a filter to prevent the emotional overload to which they are so susceptible as inherent "givers." As a pattern of behavior, it is perhaps the most confusing aspect of the enigmatic INFJ character to outsiders, and hence the most often misunderstood -- particularly by those who have little experience with this rare type. Due in part to the unique perspective produced by this alternation between detachment and involvement in the lives of the people around them, INFJs may well have the clearest insights of all the types into the motivations of others, for good and for evil. The most important contributing factor to this uncanny gift, however, are the empathic abilities often found in Fs, which seem to be especially heightened in the INFJ type (possibly by the dominance of the introverted N function). This empathy can serve as a classic example of the two-edged nature of certain INFJ talents, as it can be strong enough to cause discomfort or pain in negative or stressful situations. More explicit inner conflicts are also not uncommon in INFJs; it is possible to speculate that the causes for some of these may lie in the specific combinations of preferences which define this complex type. For instance, there can sometimes be a "tug-of-war" between NF vision and idealism and the J practicality that urges compromise for the sake of achieving the highest priority goals. And the I and J combination, while perhaps enhancing self-awareness, may make it difficult for INFJs to articulate their deepest and most convoluted feelings. Usually self-expression comes more easily to INFJs on paper, as they tend to have strong writing skills. Since in addition they often possess a strong personal charisma, INFJs are generally well-suited to the "inspirational" professions such as teaching (especially in higher education) and religious leadership. Psychology and counseling are other obvious choices, but overall, INFJs can be exceptionally difficult to pigeonhole by their career paths. Perhaps the best example of this occurs in the technical fields. Many INFJs perceive themselves at a disadvantage when dealing with the mystique and formality of "hard logic", and in academic terms this may cause a tendency to gravitate towards the liberal arts rather than the sciences. However, the significant minority of INFJs who do pursue studies and careers in the latter areas tend to be as successful as their T counterparts, as it is *iNtuition* -- the dominant function for the INFJ type -- which governs the ability to understand abstract theory and implement it creatively. In their own way, INFJs are just as much "systems builders" as are INTJs; the difference lies in that most INFJ "systems" are founded on human beings and human values, rather than information and technology. Their systems may for these reasons be conceptually "blurrier" than analogous NT ones, harder to measure in strict numerical terms, and easier to take for granted -- yet it is these same underlying reasons which make the resulting contributions to society so vital and profound.

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Monday, June 20, 2005

Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm sorry for not commenting on comments lately >.>

I want to hear you whisper silly nothings with a French accent in my ear and run your fingers down my back before locking lips with me for hours to come. And now that that's out of the way; apologies, it needed to come out. *curses Inspiration that has teamed up with Memories and Needyness to bully her* Ehum. Moving along *gestures* Quick stuff: Had a dream with Slick and Panda in it, a few days ago. I think it was some sort of party for Panda and by the time I got to hug her she was looking really worn out by all the people jumping on her *aww* Slick introduced us, rather happily I might add, lol. Rented "The Forgotten" and "Wimbledon" on the Friday last week. The first movie looked interesting (psychological drama, folks!), the second one seemed like a good choice to switch off your brain too >.> I started looking at them rather late in the day and since The Forgotten didn't look so lighthearted it seemed best to start with that. Because I didn't want to go to bed feeling depressed when we were going to Liseberg the next day. That turned out to be a wise choice. I could see what it was all about fairly early on but thought they'd twist it in another direction so it still ended up surprising me, lol. And the jumpy moments (*_*) really made me wish I had someone to cling to with me in the garage, hehe. There was also this cut scene that made some memories flood back to me rather strongly. It made/makes me smile with a slight sillyness over my lips, mm. *nod nod* Overall it was a whole lot better than I thought it would be, which was a nice surprise =) *skips talking about Wimbledon since it was rather forgettable* Forgot to say that there was a lot of screaming going on at Liseberg. My voice nearely disappeared and my throat is still achy today, heh. Shortly before we left I felt rather poorly and it's stuck but still my sorry ass dragged the rest of me off to work anyway today. Not a good idea but I'll only be working Thursday this week, the rest is off =) Remedy for illness-feelingness: Loooooong nap. Hopefully that'll help. Urgh. Oh yeah, the picture. Uhm ... later. Promise. Need nap first *crashes into bed*

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Sunday, June 19, 2005

Miss me much these days?

The image is a linky =D = Rides I went on = Rides I couldn’t be less bothered about =P* Wow, we ended up going to Liseberg. All four of us. I had to assume the position role as Master Coordinator, though, and that made me feel as if no-one else really wanted to go. Everyone assured me they were as eager as I was, which didn’t say much because I wasn’t very enthused at all, lol. And there was the important issue of how the weather would be, etc. Turns out it was sunny for most of the day, with some fluffy clouds sweeping across and lovely breezes _^_ In any case, my younger sister hopped on the train and I met up with her when it stopped at my station (dad had to drive me there), then we mused over the sex of the person sitting in front of her/us (it was nearly impossible to tell but after seeing the hands we decided it was a male) and with a little guidance over the phone-age the older sister met us at the station. The idea was to walk to Liseberg from there but that didn’t work (surprise, surprise) so the walk went in the direction of her apartment where the last sister was getting ready. Met David, a Canadian fellow who’s visiting the older sister, and the eldest sisters’ husband (bleh). It took a little while longer to get out of the apartment and even longer to walk to Liseberg but around 1 o’clock in the afternoon we stood outside the gates. The long queues really surprised me (goes to show how long ago I was there, heh), not only at the front gate but also to some of the more popular/new attractions. That’s why we missed out on some rides and didn’t get a chance to go several times in a row on others *sadness* We hit up on Flumride first, anticipating to get wet and being able to dry off during the day. Let’s just say it was a wise choice! The eldest sat first (and got most of the water on her), then the younger, then me (my right leg got soaked along with the better part of my arm) and lastly was the older sister. It was a very good distributed weight combination *remembers it for next time* >.> After that we went on the Rainbow and that’s when it hit me that I was afraid of heights XD It kept reminding me for a lot of rides but the fun of them more than made up for my angst =P Balder must’ve been the highlight, especially after waiting in line for about 50 minutes *dies* It’s a wooden rollercoaster and looks perfectly harmless. A 70 degree descent into an unknown ride isn’t so harmless and neither is going over a hill or two that led straight down a very dark tunnel in great speed, lol. Boy was it fun though ^____^ When the time came to head home we got on a tram back to the apartment (the older sister had only slept 3-4 hours, poor thing, so she left a little earlier) before getting into the eldest sisters’ car and get on the road back home. The journey was filled with much laughter, eating of goodies (mmm, sandwiches) and my younger sister singing/talking/laughing =) Memorable moments: When it came time to eat I felt peckish for mashed potatoes. Mashed potatoes is/are called Mos in Swedish and it was shaped like little balls. Saying it with an English accent made it sound like Moose Balls =D Two 7-8 year old girls got cocky with my younger sister and I, so we gave them a dose of our superiority. After they were through with us (lol) one of them turned around to ask (seriously) if she had a lump on her forehead. It looked like it so I said yes and she turned back to her friend. Then a stroke of genius hit me, I turned to my sister and whispered “It looks like a head” XD This was late in the evening so I’m not sure how funny it actually is but we doubled over with laughter *giggles* * Bumper cars – Eldest and younger sister rode them but I skipped them ‘cause of my back. Fairy Tale Caste – Really for the smaller children, though we usually go on it for the nostalgia. Missed it yesterday. Not that I minded =P Höjdskräcken – *___* I have a fear of heights. Boy was that fear tested loads, lol. Maybe next time >.> Kanonen – This one had 50 min to an hour waiting queue and it looked like a real bruising machine O.o;;; Kållerado – It took us many hours to get dry from Flumeride so we weren’t too keen on risking getting wet again. Sometimes you don’t get a drop on you, other times you get drenched, haha. Liseberg Tower – Boring ride, skipped it. I do have a fun memory of riding it once with my class. A friend said “I feel sick” and everyone shot away from her like she’d exploded (who wants vomit on themselves, eh?) XD Maxxima PandaVision – Some kind of movie, which we didn’t have time for. I did take pictures of the posters with my cellphone though. Will post the two tomorrow. Teacups – After going on all the fast and tummy tickling rides it felt rather lame to even think about going on this ride, lol. Topspin – I’m never going on this one. Ever. Period. People spit when the ride is hanging upside down, ew. Tornado – Fun ride but we were planning on eating after it so I bailed out =P Uppskjutet – Another killer for my fear of heights, no matter how wonderful it is to be weightless for a second _^_ Waltzer – The two remaining sisters (older one had gone home at this point) were eating candy and weren’t too keen anyway =( Wheee for copy and paste!

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Thursday, June 16, 2005

Uhm, as for last night: WW3 didn't break out.

I pity those who are outside without an umbrella ... no, make that a car. There's no way an umbrella could protect anyone from the kind of torrential downpour going on right now. *is lucky to have escaped it* Someone needs to slap me or I need to stop fishing/wishing for an invitation because it's making me a nuisance. But, you know, eh. Anyway, it might thunder so enough of that for today. * Pyro: It goes from being incredibly hard to get through the days to a walk in the park. More than anything it's the fact that it jumps from one extreme to the other that has me going off my rocker (not really but I love the expression >>). So it's not constantly bad, thankfully *hugs and smiles* Azure: Ahahaha, no way am I going to try and help them retain some sort of normal relationship. Sure I'll translate what the other is saying from time to time but that's it =P They're adult enough to work on that themselves. Hevn: *stays strong* Though it'd be nice to flee the country never the less _^_ Akamaru: It's sad that you have to think about what you say so often. At least when it's important stuff that needs to be cleared =( Blackjack: *laughs* Silly goose =P Slick: Thank yoo for doing the quiz =) And feel free to talk more about your life at your place, I'm sure it'd be most interesting and I could offer my shoulder to you as you have for me *hugs* *Sweet lips: Just say "come over and into my bed" =D. Though, considering you wrote "But unfortunately there's little I can say that's going to help the situation for you, as much as I really want to." in your comment, I guess not. Panda: Oh yeah, I know where to go *shifty* *snuggles* Tori: *laughs and shakes head* Sometimes I'm not really sure if you're being sarcastic or not. In any case, you take care of yourself and steer clear of heartbreak =]

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Wednesday, June 15, 2005

   Do you have the time to listen to me whine, about nothing and everything all at once? / The shit has hit the fan ... again

Ok, so dad starts talking to me about the whole moving house/town business before breakfast this morning. I explain to him what's on my mind regarding the issue and explain that telling mom what/how I feel wouldn't make any difference ... except for the worse, possibly, and that's no good. (I already feel mom is distancing herself from me or me from her because of all this and it's caused too many rifts between the members of the family. So I keep my mouth shut to save whatever peace there's left, to the cost of my own sanity and stability.) He then makes the brilliant move of informing my mom [over the phone] of what I'd said and joked that maybe they should live apart with one child each. Mom hung up before he could end the joke with "for a while". I keep thinking things can't get worse but obviously they can. Maybe I should flee the country before they both come home tonight .... >> << >_< Pyro: Hehe, yeah. Maybe I'll do a routine of answering the phone by singing a tune =D Shimmy Shammy: Ooo, I do like how you took advantage of the comment box there ~_^ James: *wears a crazy outfit and releases her artistic energy on his room* Haha, it'd probably end up really dull =( Akamaru: Yes! Maybe we'll even get together a threesome =D Slick: .... The job getting you down and dirty, eh? ;p Can't wait to see you fill out that quiz, hehe.

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Tuesday, June 14, 2005

It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it

So, the phone rings and I go to pick it up. We've got this "caller id" thingy that lets you know what number is calling. I glance quickly at it and see it's my younger sisters' phone number. We usually say silly things when we answer so I figure I'll sing Danke schoen to her (the first two lines, anyway). I do so and there's nothing but silence. That made me worry that maybe she was in such a bad state she couldn't utter a word and I worriedly say "Hello?". "yes, hello, uhm, my name is [something] and I'm calling for [dad's name]?" Yeah, the number was very similar to my sisters but obviously it wasn't her and I could barely contain my laughter when fetching dad. Situations like that are embarrassing, sure, but they're also so hilarious and I can't help but laugh at myself when getting into them ^___^" Now for a quiz stolen from the loverly vixen Kat ~_^ ANGER 1. Who did you last get angry with? Mom/dad 2. What is your weapon of choice? Anything that can be thrown =P 3. Would you hit a member of the opposite sex? Sure. 4. How about of the same sex? Uh, I don't differentiate between the sexes. 5. Who was the last person who got really angry at you? Hmmm..... No one's been really angry with me lately but I'm sure some have been really annoyed with me >.>;;; 6. What is your pet peeve? People not closing/locking doors after themselves. 7. Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily? Some I keep, others I let go. SLOTH 1. What is one thing you're supposed to do daily that you haven't done in a long time? *thinks* Can't think of anything O.o 2. What is the latest you've ever woken up? 2 in the afternoon, probably. 3. Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't. - 4. What is the last lame excuse you made? "I can't help it" or something to that effect. All my excuses are lame =P 5. Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through (one of the long ones...)? Probably. 6. When was the last time you got a good workout in? Yesterday. 7. How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today? None, since it didn't have to go off today =D But otherwise I'm usually up before it rings and never hit snooze. GLUTTONY 1. What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice? Festis! 2. Meat eaters: white meat or dark meat? White. 3. What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event? Uhm, not one drop? ^_^;;;; 4. Have you ever used a professional diet company? Ha ha, no way. 5. Do you have an issue with your weight? Not with my weight, no. Only with the lack of muscles. 6. Do you prefer sweets, salty foods, or spicy foods? I prefer sweeeeeeets _^_ 7. Have you ever looked at a small housepet or child and thought, "LUNCH!"? Every time I see a bunny, yes. They've got such nibbly ears *squeeees* LUST 1. How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies/family)? ½ 2. How many people have seen YOU naked (not counting physicians/family)? ½ 3. Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a member of your gender of choice during a normal conversation? Hehehehehehehe. 4. Have you "done it"? *sighs* 5. What is your favorite body part on a person of your gender of choice? Bum, hands, lips, ehum, tummy. 6. Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute? No =( 7. Have you ever had to get tested for an STD or pregnancy? XD No. GREED 1. How many credit cards do you own? 3 2. What's your guilty pleasure store? Bookstore. Those tempting postcards *shakes fist* 3. If you had £1 million, what would you do with it? Get rid of my parents debt and if there was any money left I'd go travelling =) 4. Would you rather be rich, or famous? Rich. 5. Would you accept a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? Maybe for a little while but not in the long run =\ 6. Have you ever stolen anything? Sure. 7. How many MP3s are on your hard drive? No idea =) PRIDE 1. What one thing have you done that you're most proud of? Acing what was considered a really hard English exam *giggles* And consequently being asked if I wanted to do a higher level of English. Sadly I got sick and couldn't take the course =( 2. What one thing have you done that your parents are most proud of? Coming out of my shell and communicate with the world, lol. That and nad-kicking the rapist =] 3. What thing would you like to accomplish in your life? Getting a proper education? I hear they're useful =P 4. Do you get annoyed by coming in second place? Not annoyed but slightly disappointed if I was really aiming for first place. 5. Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors? Never a contest, no. 6. Have you ever cheated on something to get a higher score? No ... but I did check a couple of answers once when I thought I wouldn't pass a test in Home Economics XD 7. What did you do today that you're proud of? Making myself look nice, grocery shopping (my arms will die soon from carrying way too heavy bags, I'm sure) and making dinner =) ENVY 1. What item (or person) of your friends would you most want to have for your own? Pants/Solo. 2. Who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces" with? James, just so he could get his room decorated [finally] =P 3. If you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be? Batman! *cough* Uhm, dunno. 4. Have you ever been cheated on? Not that I know of. 5. Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own? Uhm, I've wished for my legs to be more straight and a bit longer, does that count? 6. What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself? Selfishness >.> 7. Do you wish you'd come up with this survey? Nope, I'm fine with just stealing it! 8. Finally, what is your favorite deadly sin? "LUST!" *seconds that* ;-p

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Monday, June 13, 2005

I can't help staying in love with you

Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen. Thank you for all the joy and pain. Picture shows, second balcony, was the place we'd meet, second seat, go Dutch treat, you were sweet. Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen. Thank you for walks down lovers lane. I can see, hearts carved on a tree, letters inter-twined, for all time, yours and mine, that was fine. Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen. Thank you for funny cards from Spain. I recall, Central Park in fall, how you tore your dress, what a mess, I confess, that's not all. Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen. Thank you for seeing me again. Though we go, on our seperate ways, still the memory stays, for always, my heart says, Danke Schoen. Danke Schoen, Auf Wiedersehn, Danke Schoen. Mmm, gotta love everything about "Ferris Bueller's day off". Music and all *hums* I've been doing that a lot lately. Humming. Works wonders in distracting me, not to mention I could probably benefit from using my voice more if I want people to hear me, hrm. I'm not a loud talker, unless enthused about something, and it gets even quieter when I start getting unsure about what to say. From a whisper to incoherent mumble, basically ^_^; Mom, dad and the younger sister is going to look at a few places today but, considering how things went last time, I'm staying home. The eldest sister is coming down to Gothenburg this weekend and the amusement park thing might happen. She hasn't called us yet about anything (though she's been in touch with both my other sisters and our grandmother *frown*). Maybe that's because she's feeling bad about everything that went on earlier in the year *shrugs* It'd be a lot of fun to go as a sisterhood to the park, though I'm not holding my breath. Just in case, heh. Oh, and I'm back on AIM now.

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