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I just bought my plane tickets! Omg this is going to be awesome. ~EW~
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Sup Shine! ~EW~
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... is during my spring break. Hmm... Also, make your t-shirt design and submit it! It could win the contest and be on the torsos of all the BZPower humanfigs at BrickFair and BrickCon this year! How cool is that!?? Details in the entry below. ~EW~
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I loomed forward to this movie for months before it even came out on the big screen. I rubbed my hands in anxiety for it to be on DVD. And now I have finally seen it. I was enthralled. I was excited. I was utterly amazed and my eyes filled with glee and my ears flooded with ecstasy. I watched the movie trailers over and over, and I got the trailer music, too. Then, last night, I finally went ahead and rented the movie for myself. And I fell in love. <3 In all regards and aspects, the movie was simply amazing. The graphics were unbelievable to the point of being believable. Arthur's tumbler fight scene was certainly one of the most spectacular woks I've seen; maybe it was undramatic in the making, but it was so darn enjoyable on the screen that I simply couldn't help but grin in glee (an action of mine which displays the utmost level of excitement). The music was phenomenal. Hanz Zimmer blows me away with every work of music he makes, and this score was certainly no exception. The pounding bass had me riveted as much as the movie itself, particularly at the final kicking scene. Speaking of which, the movie had me falling with more emotion that happiness. It managed to touch me in another level: the final fortress scene when Fischer is at his father's bedside in the vault had me crying. That part, with the music fused, brought back memories of when I was at my own father's deathbed, and similarities between the character of Robert Fischer and myself were being drawn in my mind. The ability to seemingly "share" the emotions between the movie and my own experiences-- that's something I so rarely find in films. All in all, this movie delivered past my expectations. Mindscrew begone, I understood the movie in my own special way. That's how movies are supposed to be interpreted, anyway; like music, they all have meanings we initiate on our own, much like the inception in Fischer's mind blossomed into his own reality. It's weaving films like this that I dig the most, and if it has Hans Zimmer at the musical wand, I'm even more excited. ~EW~
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Go Packers, the clearly superior team! ~EW~
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First off, I'm still soliciting donations. Glance over thar yonder entry below this 'ere one for infermation. Secondly, my votes for the World Cup are Brazil, Germany and Britain, respectively. ~EW~
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Guess the reference. It is my biggest obsession yet. <3 -SZ-
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I pledge allegiance to the underclass as your hero at large! -SZ-
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She's a star And she's hotter than reality by far -SZ-
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Wherever you go You know I’ll be there If you go far You know I’ll be there I’ll go anywhere So I’ll see you there You place the name You know I’ll be there You name the time You know I’ll be there I’ll go anywhere So I’ll see you there I don’t care if you don’t mind I’ll be there not far behind I will dare Keep in mind I’ll be there for you Where there’s truth You know I’ll be there Amongst the lies You know I’ll be there I’ll go anywhere So I’ll see you there I don’t care if you don’t mind I’ll be there not far behind I will dare Keep in mind I’ll be there for you If you should fall You know I’ll be there To catch the call You know I’ll be there I’ll go anywhere So I’ll see you there I don’t care if you don’t mind I’ll be there not far behind I will dare Keep in mind I don’t care I’ll be there for you I’ll be there for you -SZ-
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As soon as your born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate if you're clever and they despise a fool Till you're so ######### crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV, And you think you're so clever and you're classless and free, But you're still ######ing peasants as far as I can see, A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like all the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well just follow me If you want to be a hero, well just follow me Working Class Hero - Green Day (John Lennon cover) -SZ-
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I must confess, I am no musical expert, and the concept of musical genre is as alien to me as the game mechanics of football is to an Amish wife. I do not critique music based on it's classification, nor on how it appeases the audience, but rather on how it affects me, how I hear it. I don't care if the music I listen to makes those around me treat me like a leper or avoid my iPod as if it were the plague; music isn't about them, it's about me. Music is an individualistic medicine, and like with all medicines, the same drug can't treat everyone. It is with this logic that it is theoretically impossible for any type of music to be "perfect." There is no ideal genre, artist or song, and anyone who says otherwise obviously doesn't understand music and its impact. But there is just something amazing about a song where you can feel like one of the audience, chanting along with the song's memorable chorus, arms in the air as you sway to it's anthemic riffs, feet pounding the floor with the bass beats. This glorious feeling of internal awakening brings about a fresh view on things ranging from average daily affairs to international views of war, peace and love. These spiritual emotions give a mental image of standing in the masses, rainbow-hued halogen lights dancing in the cascade of refreshing liquid torrents from the heaven. Angels and Airwaves, a direct descendant of pop-punk group Blink182, may have some songs of questionable quality, with some songs taking a full two minutes to start up, but they are among my top-picks in my iTunes. Why? Their songs make me feel alive. They deviate from the usual songs of love, the quirky songs of fun, or the angsty sounds of Linkin Park. Their songs are about passion, and some encroach on deeper issues in sometimes overly blunt fashion, such as the aptly-named song The War (We Don't Need to Whisper, 2006). However, their true anthemic work is shown in songs such as The Adventure (Whisper) and Secret Crowds (I-Empire, 2008). Secret Crowds is a song of hope, promise, love and energy, mixing powerful riffs with energetic percussion and flowing lyrics that Tom LeLonge is so good at. It inspires, invigorates, and is an awesome track to start the day with, even adding the slower, foot-stomping bridge that gives a perfect tea-sipping window (if you can keep your mug steady while your foot bashes the floor with the drum). Is it the best song? No. Is it an example of musical excellence? No. But is is a song I love by a band I adore, and it makes me feel awesome. Go listen to it, tell me what you think. You have nothing to lose and a lot to gain. [On an interesting note, the album art seen above was created by Drew Struzan, a Portland, Oregon native and the artist for most of the Star Wars, Jurassic Park and Indiana Jones artwork. He's awesome.] Secret Crowds If I had my own world I'd fill it with wealth and desire A glorious past to admire And voices of kids out walking, dogs, birds, planes, cleanest cars If I had my own world I'd love it for all that's inside it There'd be no more wars death or riots, there'd be no more police packed parking lots, guns, bombs sounding off, If I had my own world I'd build you an empire From here to the far lands To spread love like violence If I had my own world I'd build you an empire From here to the far lands To spread love like violence Let me heal you, carry you higher Watch your words spread hope like fire Secret crowds rise up and gather Hear your voices sing back louder If I had my own world I'd show you the life that's inside it The way that it glows when you find it The way it survives with it's family, friends or it's enemies Let's make this the new world I swear you can go if you want to I know that you have that within you Inventing the first clean and usable God's greatest miracle If I had my own world I'd build you an empire From here to the far lands To spread love like violence If I had my own world I'd build you an empire From here to the far lands To spread love like violence Let me heal you, carry you higher Watch our words spread hope like fire Secret crowds rise up and gather Hear your voices sing back louder (x4) ~EW~
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Saint Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade Light of a silhouette He's insubordinate Coming at you on the count of 1, 2 (1, 2, 3, 4!) My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out Suicide commando that your momma talked about King of the forty thieves And I'm here to represent The needle in the vein of the establishment I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope I am the son of a ###### and Edgar Allen Poe Raised in the city under a halo of lights The product of war and fear that we've been victimized I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a taste for suicidal Are you talkin' to me? I'll give you something to cry about! SAINT JIMMY! My name is Saint Jimmy I'm a son of a gun I'm the one that's from the way outside I'm a teenage assassin executing some fun In the cult of the life of crime I really hate to say it but I told you so So shut your mouth before I shoot you down ol' boy Welcome to the club and give me some blood And the resident leader at the lost and found It's comedy and tragedy It's Saint Jimmy And that's my naaaaaaaaame ... AND DON'T WEAR IT OUT!! St. Jimmy - Green Day -SZ-
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"What've we always said is the most important thing?" - "Breakfast." "Family." - "Right, family. I thought you meant of things to eat." -SZ-
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I wonder what would happen if I made a Katy Perry topic in COT. Or if there already is one... EDIT: Sorry 'bout that Black Six. -SZ-
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It's comedy And tragedy It's Saint Jimmy And that's my naaaaaaaaaaaame AND DON'T WEAR IT OUT!! -SZ-
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Windows down. -SZ-
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She said I can't take this place I'm leaving it behind She said I can't take this town I'm leaving you tonight *E major galore* -SZ-
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Savannah I hope to be there by the morning And see this pining all transforming Into the arms of the Georgia sun Savannah I'd love to feel the heat the sunrise Brushing rays across my windshield as if one dries The streams from off my face Yet I know you'll be there cause you'll know I'll want you to be there And we'll say hello as you're smiling in love And we'll sigh so relieved I believe because we will both know by tonight we'll feel normal again But until then Until then Until then Savannah Our backs supported by a hammock We sum up perfection like a handbook And God knows it all too well Savannah We'll take a walk to find a gift shop Who would've thought the book that you bought Would never come off the shelf Baby I spent my life wondering Wondering when I'd find you I searched for all these years and now you're right here I need you to know that Everything makes sense when you're with me Savannah Walk out into the sultry evening Cotton breathing when the sea winds Brush the hair down around your neck Savannah You hold my hand like it's the first time And all the feelings that our hearts find Will be just what we expect Savannah - Relient K -SZ-
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Discuss. ~EW~
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To you, O Lord, I lift my soul In you, O God, I place my trust Do not let me be put to shame Nor let my enemies triumph over me My hope is you Show me your ways Guide me in Truth In all my days My hope is you I am, O Lord, filled with your love You are, O God, my salvation Guard my life and rescue me My broken spirit shouts My mended heart cries out My hope is you Show me your ways Guide me in Truth In all my days My hope is you My Hope Is You - Third Day - Conspiracy No. 5 -SZ-
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Stacy, can't you see? You're just not the girl for me. I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with Stacy's mom. -SZ-
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...has got it going on. -SZ-
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So yeah. It's awesome. B) But I doesn't has it. I needs a 360 for it. Or a halfway decent PC. asdfghjkl -SZ-
