Friday's song. WOO!! ♥ Today's song is The Outsider by A Perfect Circle. One of my favs.
A Perfect Circle is fronted by Tool's frontman, Maynard James Keenan. The Outsider, evident from the lyrics, I believe is an Anti-suicide song. I'm partial about suicide. If you want to kill yourself, who should say no and try to stop you. Wanting to end your life should be your decision and your decision alone.
But anyways. There are actually THREE versions of The Outsider; the original one , a light remix and a darker remix. The darker remix is often called the Resident Renholder mix or the Apocalypse Remix. Under the title Resident Renholder mix, it was on the Resident Evil: Apocalypse soundtrack. It was also on the Prison Break soundtrack listed as Apocalypse Mix. The light remix is called the Frosted Yogurt mix. It's more toned down than the original song.
Below are the 3 versions. My fav is the original and the Apocalypse Remix. ENJOY! ♥
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
My Day
Okay. Today, at like 5, I walked my ass to Wal-Mart because my cat, BooBoo, AGAIN, ate my fucking headphones; rendering them USELESS. My grandma was PISSED! Especially because I had JUST gotten a new pair no more than 2 months ago! ><><>After I looked at the CDs, I went to the self checkout stand in the front, cuz the girl in the Electronic dept. was on the phone so her booth was closed. Whatever. So anyways. I was at the checkout and scanned my items. Because all I had gotten were headphones; which I was gonna wear after I exited the store; and my earrings, which could easily fit inside my purse, I just put them in a bag until I paid for them. Then I took them out and left. =]
When I got outside, I took the headphones out of the container, and put them on my head. ♥ The earrings were in my purse.
When I got home, I called my mother to see if I could go over there. When I called her to ask, she said that she was on her way out to go pick up the baby's crib. I said to wait 5/10 mins so I could go over there. She said fine. My grandma yelled at me, saying that I had to let the dog out, vacuum, and what not. I let the dog out, but because I was in a hurry, and she was being a bitch, she wasn't out long enough to go to the bathroom. My grandma was pissed and then I slammed the door and left. When I was leaving, she was on the phone with my mother. IDK what she was talking about. But when I got to my mother's house, her bf asked me what she was yelling about. I told him it was cuz I didn't let Lacy(the dog) out long enough and blah blah blah. My mother asked me as well, I told her the same thing.
After about 5mins of being in the house, we left for Wal-Mart to pick up the baby crib. We get to Wal-mart, pass the electronic section. My mother's bf, Leo, goes in it to check out the movies. He didn't get any. Then we went to the Site-To-Store pickup area to get the crib. We get it and take it to the car. The crib box didn't fit all the way into the car, so a little of it was sticking out of the trunk.
We get back home and Leo & I bring it up the stairs, to the apt, and into the baby's room. Then I precede to open the box and take everything out. After every thing's out, my mother and I start to assemble it. Leo didn't help until about the middle of putting it together. We think it was because he felt left out. He said it was because of some baseball game. But whatever. We get it finished and it looked GOOD! Then I notice that the bottom where the mattress goes was way crooked. But, we leave it as it was and left to get the mattress for it.
The first Wal-Mart we went to, were we got the crib, didn't have the mattress that my mother wanted. So we went to one far away. I told her of the one that was near my house (the one I had just gone to earlier) and she said No cuz it was a Ghetto-Mart. I agree with her.
We get to the Wal-mart and go to the baby section for the mattress. While there, I see the Pooh Bear walker and bouncy seat thingy for the baby. I ask if she's gonna get either one. She said no. -_- Not even if someone GETS her the walker, will she use it. Such a bitch. Anyways. After we get the mattress we go to the checkout stand and then leave. When we put it in the car, the backseats had to go down. So! Because BOTH were down, I was sitting on top of the mattress. My head touched the headliner and I couldn't sit back all the way because there was nothing for me to hold my back; just a big empty hole that is the trunk.
After we get the mattress into the car, we go to In-N-Out to eat. Mind you, it's about 9:30pm when we enter In-N-Out. We order and eat there. While we were eating, both Leo and Lisa(my mother) had their phones out. They have the crappy Droid. I don't have a cell phone. I felt SO left out. ='[ Near the end of eating, inside I start to get a little panicky because I couldn't remember if my music player (which originally was/is my cell phone when I had service {a year ago}) was in the car. When we get to the car and I see that it IS indeed in it, I sigh a sigh of relief. After I get into the car and place myself on top of the mattress, I bend down to get it so I could listen to music. While bending down, I accidentally flip over my little basket of fries. They go flying everywhere. ;-; BUT! Because it was Leo's car and he's VERY anal about it being clean, even though he HATES it, I eat what fries I can see. =]
When we get to the apt, I take the mattress up the stairs. Leo, still mad about the fries, looks to see if there's anymore. After searching, he comes up the stairs and unlocks the door. I take the mattress to the baby's room and place it leaning on the wall. I noticed what was wrong with the mattress board before we left. So when they got in to the baby's room, I told them what it was and we fixed it. After it was fixed, Leo put the matress in the crib. We see that it fits and he takes the plastic off it. I then get the little Winnie the Pooh crib sheet and mattress pad for it, and Leo and Lisa put both on. It looks CUTE! ♥
After the crib sheet was on and we were done admiring it, Leo showed me how to unhook the car seat from the stroller and how to fold the stroller. It's all very easy. I felt like I was five. Fold a stroller is NOT that hard. =] In fact! They made it EASIER! ♥ I remember when it was difficult! You had to push the little buttons that were on either side and then try and fold. It was truly a two person job just to fold and unfold those strollers. NOW! It's really quite simple. All you need to do is simply twist a little holder that's on the stroller handle, fold in half and TA-DA! It's folded! ^^
When the demonstration was all done, I took Bailey, Leo's dog, out for a walk. He peed, squatting of course. When we were walking back to the apt, he smelled a tree. I got all hopefull for a minute that he would actually LIFT his leg and act like a boy dog. But, to no avail, he didn't do it. =[ Though he HAS done it in the past. But I don't think he's gonna be lifting his leg anytime soon.
Soon after I come back inside, Lisa takes me home. And to think; I went over there to play Saw and I didn't!! BUT! She gets off early tomorrow; 3pm. So I'mma call her at like 3:30 and ask to come over. ^^
But now because of all the walking I did, my legs, knees and ankles HURT like hell!!! ='[ AND I'm tired. AND I'm hungry. =[
NIGHT EVERYONE! ^^ ♥
(oh, btw, Lisa's having a boy! Not really happy; I was wishing for a girl. But whatever. I asked her the other day what she was gonna name him. She said maybe Tristan. I LOVE that name! ♥ For the middle name, Leo's parents pick it out. So they have no say in what it is. [Leo's 1/2 Chinese 1/2 Japanese]{he was born in Japan. :o Japan's AWESOME! ♥})
When I got outside, I took the headphones out of the container, and put them on my head. ♥ The earrings were in my purse.
When I got home, I called my mother to see if I could go over there. When I called her to ask, she said that she was on her way out to go pick up the baby's crib. I said to wait 5/10 mins so I could go over there. She said fine. My grandma yelled at me, saying that I had to let the dog out, vacuum, and what not. I let the dog out, but because I was in a hurry, and she was being a bitch, she wasn't out long enough to go to the bathroom. My grandma was pissed and then I slammed the door and left. When I was leaving, she was on the phone with my mother. IDK what she was talking about. But when I got to my mother's house, her bf asked me what she was yelling about. I told him it was cuz I didn't let Lacy(the dog) out long enough and blah blah blah. My mother asked me as well, I told her the same thing.
After about 5mins of being in the house, we left for Wal-Mart to pick up the baby crib. We get to Wal-mart, pass the electronic section. My mother's bf, Leo, goes in it to check out the movies. He didn't get any. Then we went to the Site-To-Store pickup area to get the crib. We get it and take it to the car. The crib box didn't fit all the way into the car, so a little of it was sticking out of the trunk.
We get back home and Leo & I bring it up the stairs, to the apt, and into the baby's room. Then I precede to open the box and take everything out. After every thing's out, my mother and I start to assemble it. Leo didn't help until about the middle of putting it together. We think it was because he felt left out. He said it was because of some baseball game. But whatever. We get it finished and it looked GOOD! Then I notice that the bottom where the mattress goes was way crooked. But, we leave it as it was and left to get the mattress for it.
The first Wal-Mart we went to, were we got the crib, didn't have the mattress that my mother wanted. So we went to one far away. I told her of the one that was near my house (the one I had just gone to earlier) and she said No cuz it was a Ghetto-Mart. I agree with her.
We get to the Wal-mart and go to the baby section for the mattress. While there, I see the Pooh Bear walker and bouncy seat thingy for the baby. I ask if she's gonna get either one. She said no. -_- Not even if someone GETS her the walker, will she use it. Such a bitch. Anyways. After we get the mattress we go to the checkout stand and then leave. When we put it in the car, the backseats had to go down. So! Because BOTH were down, I was sitting on top of the mattress. My head touched the headliner and I couldn't sit back all the way because there was nothing for me to hold my back; just a big empty hole that is the trunk.
After we get the mattress into the car, we go to In-N-Out to eat. Mind you, it's about 9:30pm when we enter In-N-Out. We order and eat there. While we were eating, both Leo and Lisa(my mother) had their phones out. They have the crappy Droid. I don't have a cell phone. I felt SO left out. ='[ Near the end of eating, inside I start to get a little panicky because I couldn't remember if my music player (which originally was/is my cell phone when I had service {a year ago}) was in the car. When we get to the car and I see that it IS indeed in it, I sigh a sigh of relief. After I get into the car and place myself on top of the mattress, I bend down to get it so I could listen to music. While bending down, I accidentally flip over my little basket of fries. They go flying everywhere. ;-; BUT! Because it was Leo's car and he's VERY anal about it being clean, even though he HATES it, I eat what fries I can see. =]
When we get to the apt, I take the mattress up the stairs. Leo, still mad about the fries, looks to see if there's anymore. After searching, he comes up the stairs and unlocks the door. I take the mattress to the baby's room and place it leaning on the wall. I noticed what was wrong with the mattress board before we left. So when they got in to the baby's room, I told them what it was and we fixed it. After it was fixed, Leo put the matress in the crib. We see that it fits and he takes the plastic off it. I then get the little Winnie the Pooh crib sheet and mattress pad for it, and Leo and Lisa put both on. It looks CUTE! ♥
After the crib sheet was on and we were done admiring it, Leo showed me how to unhook the car seat from the stroller and how to fold the stroller. It's all very easy. I felt like I was five. Fold a stroller is NOT that hard. =] In fact! They made it EASIER! ♥ I remember when it was difficult! You had to push the little buttons that were on either side and then try and fold. It was truly a two person job just to fold and unfold those strollers. NOW! It's really quite simple. All you need to do is simply twist a little holder that's on the stroller handle, fold in half and TA-DA! It's folded! ^^
When the demonstration was all done, I took Bailey, Leo's dog, out for a walk. He peed, squatting of course. When we were walking back to the apt, he smelled a tree. I got all hopefull for a minute that he would actually LIFT his leg and act like a boy dog. But, to no avail, he didn't do it. =[ Though he HAS done it in the past. But I don't think he's gonna be lifting his leg anytime soon.
Soon after I come back inside, Lisa takes me home. And to think; I went over there to play Saw and I didn't!! BUT! She gets off early tomorrow; 3pm. So I'mma call her at like 3:30 and ask to come over. ^^
But now because of all the walking I did, my legs, knees and ankles HURT like hell!!! ='[ AND I'm tired. AND I'm hungry. =[
NIGHT EVERYONE! ^^ ♥
(oh, btw, Lisa's having a boy! Not really happy; I was wishing for a girl. But whatever. I asked her the other day what she was gonna name him. She said maybe Tristan. I LOVE that name! ♥ For the middle name, Leo's parents pick it out. So they have no say in what it is. [Leo's 1/2 Chinese 1/2 Japanese]{he was born in Japan. :o Japan's AWESOME! ♥})
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Numerology
I don't do Numerology.. or anything like that. Thank god. But, surprisingly, what it said about my fashion was actually quite true. Accordingly, I guess my life number is 7. And it said this about 7s: If ever there was a number cut out for sweats and a t-shirt, it's Life Path Number 7. That's not to say you lack class or taste, simply that your attention is turned inward and upward. You are a deep person with spiritual passions, and you prefer not to spend most of your time primping. Since so much of your life is devoted to study and seeking higher wisdom, fashion is not at a premium for you. Strike a balance between comfort and being presentable by filling your closets with loose-fitting pants, breathable knits and fabrics that make you feel at home all the time. It's entirely possible you work from home, or that you spend much of your free "downtime" at home. It is therefore advisable to have plenty of clean sweatshirts, sweatpants and T's at your disposable.
But remember the adage "no man is an island?" That's true for women as well, and whatever passionate path you're on mentally and spiritually, you will find the need to connect with other like-minded individuals. You have the mind of a detective, always searching out new information and seeking to have your questions answered. Take special care that you are well turned-out when you leave the house -- this will gain you credibility and the trust of others, helping you satisfy your innate curiosity.
Also, your solitary pursuits make you very interesting company. Do make sure to go out every once in a while, and on those occasions, let your natural charm and attractiveness shine through. It doesn't take much effort -- a simple dress with a feminine touch, for example, will do the trick.
That is true. I don't really care what kind of clothes I wear. I like to wear comfy things. Like tshirts, pj pants, that type things. Things that aren't clingy to me. I HATE dresses. Though I do have 3 pretty dresses in my closet, I haven't actually worn them. Well, one I did; I wore it when my grandpa came to visit in January.
But seriously. This was surprisingly accurate. Though I won't ever believe in something like this. Unless there was a religion for Google or something. Then we'd see. =] Cuz, let's face it, we know more stuff because of Google, NOT school. ♥
But remember the adage "no man is an island?" That's true for women as well, and whatever passionate path you're on mentally and spiritually, you will find the need to connect with other like-minded individuals. You have the mind of a detective, always searching out new information and seeking to have your questions answered. Take special care that you are well turned-out when you leave the house -- this will gain you credibility and the trust of others, helping you satisfy your innate curiosity.
Also, your solitary pursuits make you very interesting company. Do make sure to go out every once in a while, and on those occasions, let your natural charm and attractiveness shine through. It doesn't take much effort -- a simple dress with a feminine touch, for example, will do the trick.
That is true. I don't really care what kind of clothes I wear. I like to wear comfy things. Like tshirts, pj pants, that type things. Things that aren't clingy to me. I HATE dresses. Though I do have 3 pretty dresses in my closet, I haven't actually worn them. Well, one I did; I wore it when my grandpa came to visit in January.
But seriously. This was surprisingly accurate. Though I won't ever believe in something like this. Unless there was a religion for Google or something. Then we'd see. =] Cuz, let's face it, we know more stuff because of Google, NOT school. ♥
Friday, April 23, 2010
Friday's Song
OMG! I am SOOOOOOOO excited!!!!!! Today's song is The Unforgiven III by Metallica FINALLY. PLAYED. LIVE!! ♥♥
The Unforgiven III is my most absolute FAVORITE song from their new album, Death Magnetic. It's so heartfelt. It almost surpasses the first Unforgiven!! Unforgiven II was a good song, but not a great one. It wasn't up to par with Unforgiven. But, Un3, as it's known to fans, IS up to par and almost better than the original one!
In the 1st and 2nd Unforgiven, the concept was that YOU were the Unforgiven. in Un3, he finally asks if HE'S the unforgiven.
Instead of Un3 starting with the inverted horn, like Un1 & 2, it starts with a piano piece played by James Hetfield! Woo. He got to show off his piano skills. (he took piano for 3 years. Starting when he was about 10.) ;)
Until recently, Un3 has been the ONLY song that hasn't been played live. BUT, on April 14 in Oslo, Norway, it was played live for the FIRST time! ♥ And they did a FANTASTIC job of it! Of course, the Piano part and the orchestra parts WERE tracks, but everything else was real and wonderfully played. Though, it'd be really, really cool to one day watch James play piano.
SO! Without further adieu, The Unforgiven III LIVE! Enjoy!
The Unforgiven III is my most absolute FAVORITE song from their new album, Death Magnetic. It's so heartfelt. It almost surpasses the first Unforgiven!! Unforgiven II was a good song, but not a great one. It wasn't up to par with Unforgiven. But, Un3, as it's known to fans, IS up to par and almost better than the original one!
In the 1st and 2nd Unforgiven, the concept was that YOU were the Unforgiven. in Un3, he finally asks if HE'S the unforgiven.
Instead of Un3 starting with the inverted horn, like Un1 & 2, it starts with a piano piece played by James Hetfield! Woo. He got to show off his piano skills. (he took piano for 3 years. Starting when he was about 10.) ;)
Until recently, Un3 has been the ONLY song that hasn't been played live. BUT, on April 14 in Oslo, Norway, it was played live for the FIRST time! ♥ And they did a FANTASTIC job of it! Of course, the Piano part and the orchestra parts WERE tracks, but everything else was real and wonderfully played. Though, it'd be really, really cool to one day watch James play piano.
SO! Without further adieu, The Unforgiven III LIVE! Enjoy!
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
College
I am contemplating going to College. Where? San Francisco. I was looking at the University of San Francisco last night, but I don't believe I'll be going to that one. Even if I do pick a college, I don't know when I'll join.
You see, my mother, as I have said in earlier posts, is having a baby in early August. After she has the baby and goes back to work, I'm going to be the one who babysits him while she's at work. I don't know how long I'll be babysitting. I will love it though because I love children. I would like to go to college though. But, of course, I would need to get my GED.
I don't have my high school diploma because of personal reasons. Mostly because, when senior year started, I had a job that I didn't want to sacrifice for school. When I quit the job, school was already halfway over. My mother re-enrolled me into high school, but she moved out a few days later. After she moved out, I stopped going because I have insomnia. Most nights I wouldn't have even went to bed by the time I had to get up. So I would always sleep in class and get yelled at for it. I thought it bullshit and stopped going. I didn't graduate and I don't have my GED yet. I don't really care for my GED. Mostly because I don't believe that a little piece of paper signed by a bunch of assholes should determine whether or not I'm smart. I know I'm smart. I may not be smart with the choices I have made in life, but intellectually and factually, I am smart.
But I digress. The first college in SF I looked at was the University of San Francisco. But because I believe that you need a high school diploma to enter that university, I don't believe that I'll be going to that school. The college that I am now looking into is Chabot College.
For college, I would like to be a major in Music Theory with minors in both Art and History. Though, to be honest, these would not help me with the life career I have chosen. I want to be a Hair Stylist. =] Stupid and somewhat dumb, perhaps. But I like working with peoples hair. I am no good with my own hair, but with other peoples, yes. Because I can see clearly what I'm doing. I can't see what I'm doing with my own hair.
Enough of hair talk. I would like to go to college in San Francisco, with a major in Music Theory and minors in Art and History.
I chose Music Theory because I love music. I would like to know how Harmonies and Rhythms work. How different parts of the song come together to create a beautiful sound. How to read sheet music. I would very much love to learn how to read sheet music. I think sheet music can be very pretty at times. All the different notes. And in truth, one of my many tattoo ideas has music notes incorporated into it.
I chose Art because I love to draw. Though I am NOT very good at it. I would like to learn. To be able to paint beautiful landscapes, or figures of people. Or maybe even just a beautiful mess. Though, mind you, not like that Jackson Pollock, I believe, who used paint splatters as art. No, no. I don't like his paintings at all. My favorite painter of all time is Johannes Vermeer. I LOVE him because of the how he painted. He didn't paint with just one color. No. He used many colors to create something beautiful.
In one of his paintings, The Girl with a Wineglass, the woman is wearing a red skirt. Though in the shadows of the skirt, it looks a little purple. The shadows of the red satin dress are under painted in natural ultramarine, and, owing to this underlying blue paint layer, the red lake and vermilion mixture applied over it acquires a slightly purple, cool and crisp appearance that is most powerful.
I also loved how his paintings could draw so much emotion. There is one, Woman Holding A Balance, She is dressed in the traditional blue outfit of Mary, and she is pregnant, which suggests there is a connection with the choice and the Last Judgement depicted in the background. The woman stands between a depiction of the Last Judgment hung in a heavy black frame, and a table covered with jewelry representing material possessions. The empty scale stresses that she is balancing spiritual rather than material considerations. Vermeer's portrayal does not impart a sense of tension or conflict; the woman exudes serenity. Her self-knowledge is suggested by the mirror on the wall. The painting suggests the importance of moderation, self-awareness, and a full understanding of the implications of a final judgment, and what it would be to be the woman who gave birth to it.
But I have again digressed too much. The last is History. I chose History simply because I love History. I love to learn about different counties and what happened in their growth throughout the centuries. My favorite civilization is, of course, Ancient Egypt. But my second most favorite time period would be that of King Henry VIII and a little after him; between 1600-1800. Nothing more later in the 1800s because everything seemed to start getting modernized? I guess you could say. I love the old times. The times of big dresses with tight corsets. How everything was so simple in those days. It would've been nice to live in those times I think. Well, if you were high class. If you were low class, things wouldn't have been so nice.
I come to the end and to the point. I would love to go to college in San Francisco to have a, oh I don't know, Masters? in Music Theory with minors in Art and History. But because of present timings, I cannot. Hopefully in the not too distant future, I am able to. When things are more settled and I have become more settled in life. When I am at a happier place in my life, perhaps.
You see, my mother, as I have said in earlier posts, is having a baby in early August. After she has the baby and goes back to work, I'm going to be the one who babysits him while she's at work. I don't know how long I'll be babysitting. I will love it though because I love children. I would like to go to college though. But, of course, I would need to get my GED.
I don't have my high school diploma because of personal reasons. Mostly because, when senior year started, I had a job that I didn't want to sacrifice for school. When I quit the job, school was already halfway over. My mother re-enrolled me into high school, but she moved out a few days later. After she moved out, I stopped going because I have insomnia. Most nights I wouldn't have even went to bed by the time I had to get up. So I would always sleep in class and get yelled at for it. I thought it bullshit and stopped going. I didn't graduate and I don't have my GED yet. I don't really care for my GED. Mostly because I don't believe that a little piece of paper signed by a bunch of assholes should determine whether or not I'm smart. I know I'm smart. I may not be smart with the choices I have made in life, but intellectually and factually, I am smart.
But I digress. The first college in SF I looked at was the University of San Francisco. But because I believe that you need a high school diploma to enter that university, I don't believe that I'll be going to that school. The college that I am now looking into is Chabot College.
For college, I would like to be a major in Music Theory with minors in both Art and History. Though, to be honest, these would not help me with the life career I have chosen. I want to be a Hair Stylist. =] Stupid and somewhat dumb, perhaps. But I like working with peoples hair. I am no good with my own hair, but with other peoples, yes. Because I can see clearly what I'm doing. I can't see what I'm doing with my own hair.
Enough of hair talk. I would like to go to college in San Francisco, with a major in Music Theory and minors in Art and History.
I chose Music Theory because I love music. I would like to know how Harmonies and Rhythms work. How different parts of the song come together to create a beautiful sound. How to read sheet music. I would very much love to learn how to read sheet music. I think sheet music can be very pretty at times. All the different notes. And in truth, one of my many tattoo ideas has music notes incorporated into it.
I chose Art because I love to draw. Though I am NOT very good at it. I would like to learn. To be able to paint beautiful landscapes, or figures of people. Or maybe even just a beautiful mess. Though, mind you, not like that Jackson Pollock, I believe, who used paint splatters as art. No, no. I don't like his paintings at all. My favorite painter of all time is Johannes Vermeer. I LOVE him because of the how he painted. He didn't paint with just one color. No. He used many colors to create something beautiful.
In one of his paintings, The Girl with a Wineglass, the woman is wearing a red skirt. Though in the shadows of the skirt, it looks a little purple. The shadows of the red satin dress are under painted in natural ultramarine, and, owing to this underlying blue paint layer, the red lake and vermilion mixture applied over it acquires a slightly purple, cool and crisp appearance that is most powerful.
I also loved how his paintings could draw so much emotion. There is one, Woman Holding A Balance, She is dressed in the traditional blue outfit of Mary, and she is pregnant, which suggests there is a connection with the choice and the Last Judgement depicted in the background. The woman stands between a depiction of the Last Judgment hung in a heavy black frame, and a table covered with jewelry representing material possessions. The empty scale stresses that she is balancing spiritual rather than material considerations. Vermeer's portrayal does not impart a sense of tension or conflict; the woman exudes serenity. Her self-knowledge is suggested by the mirror on the wall. The painting suggests the importance of moderation, self-awareness, and a full understanding of the implications of a final judgment, and what it would be to be the woman who gave birth to it.But I have again digressed too much. The last is History. I chose History simply because I love History. I love to learn about different counties and what happened in their growth throughout the centuries. My favorite civilization is, of course, Ancient Egypt. But my second most favorite time period would be that of King Henry VIII and a little after him; between 1600-1800. Nothing more later in the 1800s because everything seemed to start getting modernized? I guess you could say. I love the old times. The times of big dresses with tight corsets. How everything was so simple in those days. It would've been nice to live in those times I think. Well, if you were high class. If you were low class, things wouldn't have been so nice.
I come to the end and to the point. I would love to go to college in San Francisco to have a, oh I don't know, Masters? in Music Theory with minors in Art and History. But because of present timings, I cannot. Hopefully in the not too distant future, I am able to. When things are more settled and I have become more settled in life. When I am at a happier place in my life, perhaps.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)