Jul. 10th, 2002

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Spent the better part of yesterday in a NyQuil induced haze, and all of today doing nothing worth writing about. Three precious hours in a stupid driver's ed course telling me, when all is said and done, that I should always wear a seatbelt because:

~ A Kleenex box will hit me in the neck and kill me.
~ The baby will explode out of the top of my stomach and go flying through the windsheild, only to survive and be named Kimberly Sue.
~ My nose will come off.
~ I will be squashed by a 300 pound football player.

Thrilling. Just thrilling.

I downloaded "Boys" by BON. I'm not sure why- it's far from the best song out there, even in the pop world- but they guys are cute, and I used to watch the video on the Box in NJ all the time. So I guess it's a nostalgia thing. The video's cute- the two guys are running naked through a convent school corrupting girls and nuns left, right, and center.

I need a life. A real one. With, you know, a car, and stuff. And cute denim skirts and... things... other than cargo pants and muscle tanks. Yes. Captial idea.
nirix5: (Default)
Spent the better part of yesterday in a NyQuil induced haze, and all of today doing nothing worth writing about. Three precious hours in a stupid driver's ed course telling me, when all is said and done, that I should always wear a seatbelt because:

~ A Kleenex box will hit me in the neck and kill me.
~ The baby will explode out of the top of my stomach and go flying through the windsheild, only to survive and be named Kimberly Sue.
~ My nose will come off.
~ I will be squashed by a 300 pound football player.

Thrilling. Just thrilling.

I downloaded "Boys" by BON. I'm not sure why- it's far from the best song out there, even in the pop world- but they guys are cute, and I used to watch the video on the Box in NJ all the time. So I guess it's a nostalgia thing. The video's cute- the two guys are running naked through a convent school corrupting girls and nuns left, right, and center.

I need a life. A real one. With, you know, a car, and stuff. And cute denim skirts and... things... other than cargo pants and muscle tanks. Yes. Captial idea.
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I just had a bowl of chocolate caramel ice cream and read some slash. Now that I have indulged my whims, I'm going to bed.

I love this song. I'm not a huge fan of the phrasing (she sounds like she slurs over the words, but I'm sure it's the way it's supposed to be sung) but the music and lyrics are beautiful. I'm going to write a fanfic around it, I think. Maybe slash. Probably not. I read it but I don't really write it that well, although I've only tried once. Muah ha ha.

Sarah Brightman -- En Aranjuez con tu amor

Aranjuez,
Un lugar de ensueños y de amor
Donde un rumor de fuentes de cristal
En el jardín parece hablar
En voz baja a las rosas
Aranjuez,
Hoy las hojas secas sin color
Que barre el viento
Son recuerdos del romance que una vez
Juntos empezamos tu y yo
Y sin razón olvidamos
Quizá ese amor escondido esté
En un atardecer
En la brisa o en la flor
Esperando tu regreso
Aranjuez,
Hoy las hojas secas sin color
Que barre el viento
Son recuerdos del romance que una vez
Juntos empezamos tu y yo
Y sin razón olvidamos
En Aranjuez, amor
Tu y yo

In Aranjuez with your love
Aranjuez, a place of dreams and love
Where a rumour of crystal fountains in the garden
seems to whisper to the roses
Aranjuez, today the dry leaves without colour
Which are swept by the wind
Are just reminders of the romance we once started
And that we've forsaken without reason
Maybe this love is hidden in one sunset
In the breeze or in a flower
Waiting for your return
Aranjuez, today the dry leaves without colour
Which are swept by the wind
Are just reminders of the romance we once started
And that we've forsaken without reason
In Aranjuez, my love
You and I


I feel very introspecitve lately for some reason. I keep trying to explain our culture to myself.

*shrugs*

Maybe I'll write it all down some day. Maybe not.
nirix5: (Default)
I just had a bowl of chocolate caramel ice cream and read some slash. Now that I have indulged my whims, I'm going to bed.

I love this song. I'm not a huge fan of the phrasing (she sounds like she slurs over the words, but I'm sure it's the way it's supposed to be sung) but the music and lyrics are beautiful. I'm going to write a fanfic around it, I think. Maybe slash. Probably not. I read it but I don't really write it that well, although I've only tried once. Muah ha ha.

Sarah Brightman -- En Aranjuez con tu amor

Aranjuez,
Un lugar de ensueños y de amor
Donde un rumor de fuentes de cristal
En el jardín parece hablar
En voz baja a las rosas
Aranjuez,
Hoy las hojas secas sin color
Que barre el viento
Son recuerdos del romance que una vez
Juntos empezamos tu y yo
Y sin razón olvidamos
Quizá ese amor escondido esté
En un atardecer
En la brisa o en la flor
Esperando tu regreso
Aranjuez,
Hoy las hojas secas sin color
Que barre el viento
Son recuerdos del romance que una vez
Juntos empezamos tu y yo
Y sin razón olvidamos
En Aranjuez, amor
Tu y yo

In Aranjuez with your love
Aranjuez, a place of dreams and love
Where a rumour of crystal fountains in the garden
seems to whisper to the roses
Aranjuez, today the dry leaves without colour
Which are swept by the wind
Are just reminders of the romance we once started
And that we've forsaken without reason
Maybe this love is hidden in one sunset
In the breeze or in a flower
Waiting for your return
Aranjuez, today the dry leaves without colour
Which are swept by the wind
Are just reminders of the romance we once started
And that we've forsaken without reason
In Aranjuez, my love
You and I


I feel very introspecitve lately for some reason. I keep trying to explain our culture to myself.

*shrugs*

Maybe I'll write it all down some day. Maybe not.

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