nirix5: (ac a/z in the end)
Found the lyrics and their translation for this video, so I'm posting them here. It's really pretty.

AND OMG HEART POLINA FOREVER LOVE LOVE LOVE.

German... )



Also I saw a Gackt video where he had Cloud hair and I was like oh my god, David Bowie and Cloud had sex and this is their bastard female love child. I rofl'd all over myself.


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nirix5: (ac a/z in the end)
Found the lyrics and their translation for this video, so I'm posting them here. It's really pretty.

AND OMG HEART POLINA FOREVER LOVE LOVE LOVE.

German... )



Also I saw a Gackt video where he had Cloud hair and I was like oh my god, David Bowie and Cloud had sex and this is their bastard female love child. I rofl'd all over myself.


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nirix5: (300 on my knees... nah)
A song.
Everybody Out Of The Water.
By The Wallflowers.

Now on your mark get set let's go
You've got to move now
Before she explodes
Look out the window, look out below
Back away from the glass
Well, there she blows
The city's been leveled
The hills are in flames
The streets are cracked open
And they're pushin’ up clay
The temperature's dropped
The sky is gray
And it ain't even over
Here comes drivin' rain

That ain't me that you feel
There's something moving around in here
That's blood, that's tears
This ain't a warning
Everybody out of the water

And up on dry land
Take what you can
'Cause you won't be here again
Everybody out of the water

Now I'm treading high water to get back to you
Lookin' for a little spot of something to cling to
There's too many bodies, there's not enough room
God help me and God help you
They say nobody panic, help is on its way
We're already on it
You've got to be brave
If you can fix it now then don't make us wait
Man they're ain't nobody coming back away from the case

That bell that you hear
That's her ringing in your ears
I fear that my dear
This ain’t no warning
Everybody out of the water
And up on dry land
Take what you can
'Cause you won't be here again
I loved you then
Like I love you now
That won't matter anyhow
This is a the new frontier
Everybody out of the water

Now I'm looking up and the shit keeps coming
Like shooting ducks in a barrel of honey
Got to learn how to pray, love won't be enough
Admit it now your information sucks
As I slip down in
I think of some place high on a mountain
Smoke clears, the fog lifts
Little by little we rebuild again
But till then everybody out of the water

And up on dry land
Take what you can
'Cause you won't be here again
Well I loved you then like I love you now
It won't matter anyhow
Everybody out of the water

Everybody out of the water
Everybody out of the water


My girlfriend is mad at my boyfriend for being an ass. I am mad at my boyfriend about his girlfriend, who is on the outs with her girlfriend over my boyfriend.

Sadly, a massive drunken orgy is just not an option. I forsee blood.
nirix5: (YEAH! (jorja))
"Three and a half minutes!"

Everything is rent.

No, seriously. Everything is Rent. AND IT IS FUCKING CRAZY.

"Circumstance? You padlocked our doooooo-oooor!"

*is giddy*

Now, Feather will stop making Rent connections just long enough to sing her traditional New Year's Eve song.

This Will Be My Year
by Semisonic

Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush
And a Monday morning cry
It's the tail that you keep chasing
And it gets away every time

New Years Eve and it's hard to believe
Another Zodiac's gone around
While you drank yourself high on hoping
And watched the ceiling spin from the ground

Counting down from ten it's time
To make your annual prayer
Secret Santa in the sky
When will I get my share

Then you tell yourself
What you want to hear
Cause you have to believe
This will be my year

Pound your fist and cross it off your list
But you know you're not that strong
When the man at the stop light catches you
Singing along to a brand new song

Well maybe it's
Trash or the overnight smash that brings a
Ship crashing through your wall
So you can make your grand departure
From a world getting way too small

One wheel in the ditch another
Spinning in the air
Put your pedal down to the floorboards but you're not
Getting anywhere

Then you tell yourself
What you want to hear
Cause you have to believe
This will be my year



Play safe/Play hard tonight. Champagne was invented for a reason, people.

(Except it wasn't. A monk was making wine one day back in the middle ages and fucked up the process. When he took a sip, he gasped and said, "I am drinking stars!")

Drink some stars. Happy New Year.
nirix5: (the world is crumbling (sara shower))
FICTION(DREAMS IN DIGITAL)
Orgy

She's lost in coma where it's beautiful
Intoxicated from the deep sleep
Deep sleep
Do you wonder what it's like
Living in a permanent imagination
Sleeping to escape reality
But you like it like that
Guilty by design

She's nothing more than fiction
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
She dreams in digital

And your pixel army can't save you now
My finger's on the kill switch
I remember I used to compose your dreams
Control your dreams
And don't be afraid, expose yourself
Before I shut you down
You've made some changes
Since the virus caught you sleeping
Guilty by design

She's nothing more than fiction
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal

She's dreaming in digital
She's nothing more than fiction
Cause it's better than nothing
She dreams in digital
Cause it's better than nothing
Now the control is gone
It seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital


I just feel like this song. It has nothing to do with anything. Lately I've been really vibing to Fall Out Boy, which Paul and luck put on my iPod.

Saturday )

Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today )

Yule Shoot Your Eye Out )

The World's Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys And A Broken Down Van) )

Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy) )

Homesick at Space Camp )

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nirix5: (naboo sunset)
Note to self:

So Cold by Breaking Benjamin )

Sugar We're Going Down by Fall Out Boy )

Heart these two songs right now.

HEY!

Apr. 22nd, 2005 07:57 am
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I've decided that "Andy, You're a Star" by The Killers is THE SLASHIEST SONG EVER.

The lyrics, for your slashy viewing pleasure )

You guys should really try to download it and give it a listen. It's got a slashy, kind of subtexty sound.

Every time I hear this song, I think of CSI. No pairings, particularly, but different lines and verses remind me of the different guys on the show.

Feather breaks it down )

Dad gave me money to take Kelsey to see Sahara last night. I really, really need to stop watching adventure movies... I get into these weird moods where I convince myself that thing to do is to drop out of school and go blow shit up. Or at least change my major to archeology or Egyptology or something where I could travel all over the world and get into lots of wonderful trouble.

Kelsey decided that I would be Matthew McConaughey's character, and she would be the sidekick with all the weapons and a happy-go-lucky attitude.

*sigh* Which basically meant that Quinn would be Penelope Cruz. Except without the throwing like a girl part.

Maybe I should switch my major to something to do with ordinance?

Note to self: Make a list of movies I shouldn't watch anymore.
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From the wonderful people who brought you "that song that they played in Nesting Dolls" (aka "What Becomes of Us")...

Monochrome )
nirix5: (Default)
The hell with Sara. Karen, I claim this song nine ways from Sunday. It's mine. Mine, mine, mine.

What Becomes Of Us Lyrics )
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If anyone wants to do a custom one for me, I'll buy you two months of LJ time and 50 icons. ...But I get to pick out the pictures.

Guess who got the highest grade in the class on the first criminal justice quiz.

Know the due process model like the back of my hand. Go me.

...So, any takers on the mood theme thing?

Talking about my default icon, because it came up in a thread, and because I love it to absolute death, and Bree owns my soul because she made it for me. )
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Pairing: Cath/Sara
Title: Let's Just Get Naked
(or: If It Ain't Love, It Comes Damn Close)
Rating: R, just to be safe. Language, sexual talk and quasi-situations.
Author's Note: This is a songfic, set to "Let's Just Get Naked" by Joan Osbourne. If you have any way to download that and listen to it while you read this, it gives the story a little bit more mood. For me, it's the CathandSara theme song :)
Author's Note Part 2: This is an AU. Also, Lindsay has once again been sent to the interdimensional holding tank.
Author's Note Again: This will be posted on ff.n and moved to my Bound Butterfly archive as soon as I'm back at school.

Review? Please?

Let's Just Get Naked )
nirix5: (Default)
...although not intentionally. I guess it's really because I'm wearing this black button up shirt that I just bought that really seems like something she would or has worn before. However, squinting at the computer screen and getting fed up with humanity in general are also adding to the Sara-ness.

(Can you tell I've finally finished my Christmas shopping?)

Spent horrendous amounts of money. I hate Christmas because the way my bank account balance gets cut in half in one fell swoop always makes me sick to my stomach. Which wasn't helping things generally, since I've been really sick the past couple of days with this horrible stomach virus. Bleargh.

So, yeah, hi, I'm really kind of poor, even though another four hundred dollars hits my account tomorrow from my TAP check. However, most of that money is off limits, since it's for books and what have you.

Also, I have a new Christmas tradition. I like to call it the "Feather Writing Her Christmas Cards and Sending Them Out On The 26th Of December" tradition. I'm sure that all of you brilliant flist people can figure out how that one works. It's going to be a big hit, right along with the "Getting Chinese Food On Christmas Because No One Feels Like Cooking This Year" tradition, and the "Going To Go See A Movie On Christmas Day Since Heather Figured Out That The Movie Theaters Are Open That Day And There's Nothing Else To Do" tradition.

Anyway, I'm probably not going to be able to get on until after Christmas, so Merry Whateverthehell. I hope Grissom comes down your chimneys and leaves lots of Luminol in you stockings. Or whatever toys you wish for the most.

Peace, Love, and all that. Happy Thistimeoftheyear!

Note to self: Coheed and Cambria. Because Shayna used to play it on the way home from work, and I really liked it, but forgot about it until now.

A Favor House Atlantic )
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Lyrics from Arwen's Song (or whatever it is)

With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart
No words to say
You will find
That the world has changed forever
The trees are now turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer


PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And there's this cool rippley sound of water in the background. Very, very haunting. Heart this.
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Theonering.net has a clip of what might be Arwen's song from ROTK.

I don't know if it is or not, but it is fucking beautiful.

I really want to put some of Tolkien's poetry to music. I think that would be alot of fun, especially Firiel's song, which has the prettiest translation (in my opinion, anyway.)

Firiel's Song )

I also really like this one. I like how it goes from pretty melancholy into vaguely threatening melancholy.

The Markirya Poem )

It just occured to me this morning that it's a good thing that LOTR came out over the past three years, when I was working alot and had all the money to do the LOTR-centric stuff, instead of now, when I'm quasi-disasterously-poor. Which reminds me, I really have to get those pics of my Arwen costume developed and posted. Heart my Arwen costume. After I get paid on Wednesday.
nirix5: (shower; crumpets)
I would like to thank, first and foremost, Mark Wilson, for bringing quantum physics to my attention when I was in tenth grade.

I would also like to thank Howard Shore for writing moving soundtracks that are excellent background music for writing apocalypse stories.

I would like to thank Queen Latifah for doing an album of jazz songs.

And lastly, I would like to thank those nice people in the thirteenth century who compiled the Clayette Codex at Las Hugelas, and included this song.

Trois serues, seur rive mer
chantant cler.
Lla jonete fu brunete;
de brun ami s'ati:
"Je sui brune, s'avant brun ami aussi."

Trois serues, seur rive mer
chantant cler.
La mainnee apele
Robin son ami:
"Prise m'avez el bois rame,
reportez m'i."

Trois serues, seur rive mer
chantent cler.
L'ainnee dit a:
"On doit bien jone dame amer,
et s'amour garder,
cil qui l'a."


Translation )
nirix5: (shower; crumpets)
"The Sound Of" Jann Arden

I will not live my life like a ghost in this town
I am not lonely swear to God I'm just alone
I'm back on my feet
I can just close my eyes and forget everything
My house is empty every memory blown away

Oh the sound of the wind throught my bones makes me laugh
at all the bodies I kissed and never knew
Oh the soung of a lover's sympathy falling down to the floor
just barely out of reach from me

No I will not go back
every word thats been hiding inside of my head is running blindly
look behind me nothing's left
I can sit in a room
I can hear myself breathing and be quite amused
life is simple like the wrinkles on my skin

Oh the sound of the wind through my heart makes me glad
for all the ones that never knew my name
Oh the sound of a lover's sympathy
I had to go could not stay here
they were always out of reach from me

"Silence" Delirium feat. Sarah McLachlan

Give me release
witness me
I am outside
give me peace

Heaven holds a sense of wonder
and I wanted to believe
that I'd get caught up
when the rage in me subsides

In this white wave
I am sinking
in this silence
in this white wave
in this silence
I believe

Passion chokes the flower
'til she cries no more
possessing all the beauty
hungry still for more

Heaven holds a sense of wonder...

I can't help this longing
comfort me
I can't hold it all in
if you won't let me

Heaven holds a sense of wonder...

In this white wave
I am sinking
in this silence
in this white wave
in this silence
I believe

I have seen you
in this white wave
you are silent
you are breathing
in this white wave
I am free



It's amazing how so much can change, how so much can happen, without anything changing or happening at all. It's strange that I keep looking over my shoulder when I don't have to anymore, and realizing that I never had to in the first place. It's boxing yourself into the corner and then the walls falling away.

I feel so odd nowadays.

I guess I'm turning into someone else again... I feel very grown up for the first time in my life.

Bitterness is burning bridges that were never built. And then learning that the water is much more beautiful than a brige anyway, and if there had been a bridge there, you wouldn't have wanted to cross it.

All right. Give me my wings. I think I'm ready for them now.
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Ack. When the fuck did it get to be one o'clock?

Maybe that's why I'm kind of hungry.

Today has been underwhelming, so far. My biggest angsty moment came when I discovered that the pair of socks I'd just matched up (after them being odd for months) had a hole in one of the toes, and I couldn't wear them. So I put on the bunny socks I got on Seventh Avenue last November, in honor of biology class tonight.

I also bought an overpriced blueberry muffin and some batteries at Big M's, since nothing else was open.

When your parents tell you that six in the morning is far too early to blast the Rocky Horror Picture Show Soundtrack, don't believe them. Turn it up.

"4th of July, Asbury Park"
(because who the fuck is going to stop me, anyway?)

Sandy, the fireworks are hailin' over little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoney faces left stranded on this warm July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast, so shiny, so sharp
As the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score

Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl, my baby

Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for sleeping on the beach all night
Them boys in their high heels, ah Sandy, their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And they kept me spinnin'
I didn't think I'd ever get off

Oh Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin', laughin' 'neath the boardwalk with the boss's daughter
I remember, Sandy girl, now baby

Sandy, that waitress I was seeing lost her desire for me
I spoke with her last night, she said she won't set herself on fire for me anymore
She worked that joint under the boardwalk, she was always the girl you saw boppin' down the beach with the radio
The kids say last night she was dressed like a star in one of them cheap
little seaside bars and I saw her parked with Loverboy out on the Kokomo
Did you hear the cops finally busted Madam Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do
For me this boardwalk life is through
You ought to quit this scene too

Oh Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever


Gacked from [livejournal.com profile] noshiksagoddess

1)Using your Current Initials, choose a different name for yourself.
~ Halcyone Naomi Ashford.

2)If you were born outside of your era, when would you want to be born and why?
~ I'd like to be my current age during the middle of the Regency, for the [probably ridiculous] reason that I can totally rock curtsies. I'm obsucrely proud of that.

3)If you ran a store, what would you sell/have?
~ I would have a chocolate store like in Chocolat.

4)What part in a movie would you love to play?
~ Odette/Odile in a movie adaptation of "Swan Lake"

5)In your opinion, why do people suck?
~ Because of this nifty invention called the straw. *leaves off attempts at flipness*

6)If you had your own state, what would you put on your new quarter?
~ A tiara. A nice one.

7)Whats the oldest article of clothing you own?
~ There are some baby clothes of mine someplace in my house.

8) What piece of furniture have you replaced the most?
~ Er... dressers, I guess.

9)What instrument do you wish you could be more than great at?
~ I want to play the violin like Kate can! Except I'd be playing gypsy music all the time.

10) Record, Tape or Cd?
~ CD.

11) What do you think would be the best concert ever? (max: 4 bands)
~ N'SYNC, Bruce Springsteen, Dispatch, and Opera Babes. I'm dreaming here but what else can you do when JT is being a raging asshole? *whines about never getting her a cappella album*

12) What's the best part of your favorite movie?
~ Best part in "Last of the Mohicans" (toss-up): When Cora asks Hawkeye, "What are you looking at, sir?" and he replies, "I'm looking at you miss," and that scene in the fort between Colonel Munro, Duncan, and Cora where they're arguing about Hawkeye. "THEY DO NOT LIVE THEIR LIVES BY YOUR LEAVE!!! They hack it out of the wilderness with their own two hands, burying their children along the way!"

13) What do you think is the most over-rated candy ever?
~ Twizzlers.

14) If you were writing out your will, who would you give your CD collection to?
~ Kelsey.

15) If you could only debate two topics the rest of your life, what would they be?
~ Odd points of trivia and ethics with a concentration in human nature.

16)Out of your friends, who would you say you are most jealous of, artistically?
~ Kate and Anna.

17) Most jealous of....intellectually?
~ Suzanne.

18) What do you collect?
~ Tiaras, ethnic costumes, and livejournal icons that make me laugh.

19)What is broken that you have, that you wish was fixed?
~ My bed, which is getting absurdly painful to sleep on.

20)What do you do when you're home sick?
~ Mope around the house pretending I'm fine, pick at whatever I find in the cabinets, sleep, and read fanfiction.

21) Why does this survey rock?
~ I get to pimp my tiara fetish a bit more than usual.

22) Story behind your username?
~ In Arizona, Alta was a little bit weirded out that I would take walks at night, and climb walls and buildings and things, so she called me Night Rider. Add my Dark Angel fixation at the time of the creation of this journal, and you get Ni(ght)Ri(der)X5. NiRiX5. Nirix5.

23)Current Favorite Article of Clothing?
~ Toss up between my gray cargo pants and my sari.

24)Line from the last thing you wrote for someone?
~ Non, je n'aime pas les yaourts.

25) A famous person you have met?
~ Art Alexiks from Everclear, and Mike Tyson on a bus stop in Phoenix.

26)Favorite way to waste time?
~ Reading fanfiction, working out plots for my own, or thinking up cool icon sets that I'll never have time to make. Also riding buses.

27)Last thing you bought yourself?
~ I've already discussed my displeasure that I purchased a muffin that was HIDEOUSLY OVERPRICED BY A BUNCH OF DIRTY WHORESONS.

....................................................

Meme gacked from [livejournal.com profile] misscam

Leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I really think of you, and I'll reply and tell you. No lies, all honesty.

You can do the same in your LJ, of course.
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Okay, no more listening to Amanda Rogers while I fall asleep.

Something I’ve discovered about myself: the music I sleep to generally dictates what kind of dreams I’ll have. I’ve been listening to Amanda a lot lately, but not after I go to bed. However, I was lazy yesterday and didn’t feel like going all the way downstairs to get my Village soundtrack out of my bag, so I put her in.

Then I dreamed that [xxx] and I were supposed to get married, but he died the day before the wedding. So I was really grief stricken/pissed, and I was bitching about him while walking around through the hotel kitchens, wondering what to do with all the food, the flowers, so on and so forth. People kept trying to talk to me but I wouldn’t listen to them. Finally Anna and Jeannette pulled me aside and explained things to me- [xxx] wasn’t dead, I was. I was the one who had died, after getting cancer a couple of months before. So it was my fault that the wedding was off, and [xxx] was crying at home. At which point my hands and then my arms and then the rest of me went see-through, and I floated away.

Mom and I watched Cold Mountian last night and laughed our asses off through the whole thing. Like that part when he gets shot in the ear? Hysterical. Or when the old guy dies? We cracked up. The sex scene was the best, though. Between Renee Zellweger’s character and all the weird angle butt shots… we almost wet our pants laughing. Yeah, that’s real mother-daughter bonding time I guess; laughing through a Civil War drama. -_-

Although the Porch Kiss goes on my list of Great All Time Movie Kisses.

In other news, I got registered for all my classes at OCC. I missed two that I wanted, since I registered so late, but at least I got into a biology class. So now I’m in Bio, Math, English, and French. Yay, go me. I suppose. Now I have to get a job.

Kate’s coming up from Albany today to go to all her post-surgery doctor’s appointments this weekend. I’m going to make her watch Last of the Mohicans with me. wOOt!

Take the quiz: "Which God or Goddess are you?"


God of Beautiful Death
Elegant, regal, and beautiful. You accept death for what it is, and unavoidable part of life. You often feel higher than others, more mature or sane, and tend to wear dresses and skirts if your a girl, or collared shirts if you're a boy. You bring those who have died a peaceful death to their resting place.

Tom, here is another version of this for you.

Did you ever see a hearse go by/
and think some day you're going to die?/
They put you in a wooden box/
and cover you over with dirt and rocks/
The worms crawl in/
The worms crawl out/
in your stomach/
and out your mouth/
There was one little worm who wasn't so shy/
went in your ear and out your eye!"


My japanese name is 清水 Shimizu (clear water) 美晴 Miharu (beautiful clear sky).
Take your real japanese name generator! today!
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