Dustfinger.

Today, I had to go to school, even though we had a day off. There’s this huge project my team and I have to finish for wednesday, and if we want to finish it all on time, we have to go into overtime and overdrive. It’s for the gala, for the second part. We have to paint two massive canvases during the last 10 minutes of the show. One canvas is a crying mermaid, the other is the continuation of the hair and tail and silhouettes drowning in splashing water.

Cease.

I haven’t written anything decent for a while. I thought that posting lyrics would at least fill the void of my thoughts, but apparently it can’t remind me that I should write here regularly. Oh well. Some things never change, I guess.

Wolf.

figured I may as well post the lyrics to another song I particularly love. And I hope this can help a few people, because I’ve yet to find a site where they host these lyrics.

Wolf
Christina Goette

We started sometime ago
Was I blessed
With nowhere to go
And you, you called it what I wanted

Music.

Long title for once. I couldn’t keep it down to just one word.
Title is now shorter for your viewing convenience.

Lose You
Pete Yorn

I’m taking a ride off to one side
It is a personal thing.
Where?
When I can’t stand
Up in this cage I’m not regretting.

Again.

“Sometimes, kismet happens.
Coincidence? Or was it meant to be? I didn’t know, but it seemed kind of silly to think that it was somehow fated…”

New Moon, Stephenie Meyer, page 126.