Okay. So it's Saturday, December 17th, 2005. The first complete day of winter vacation for Ebony.
What am I doing this holiday? *ponders*
Well, no one's going out of town. Nopesies. Ebs is staying with her cousin, mom, dad, baby sister, and dog at home for Christmas. 3nodding
We set up the Christmas tree, yepyep. blaugh I've got a few gifts down there for me, and possibility looms for that IPOD Nano. ninja
SONGSI ABSOLUTELY MUST HAVE ON MY IPOD
"Tonight at Eight", "Italien", and "Not While I'm Around" by Adam Stout blaugh
"Dr. Phil", "Every Other Time", "Everybody Versus Me", "Five for One", "Internet Love Song", "It Could Happen to U2", "Mrs. Claus", "My Girlfriend's Back", and "Whiny Slimy Creepy" all by Bob Ricci
"Mainstreet" by Bob Seger
"Hey Joe" and "Foxy Lady" by Jimmi Hendrix
"Once", "Even Flow", "Alive", "Why Go", "Black", "Jeremy", "Porch", and "Daughter", all by Pearl Jam
"Yesterday", "We Can Work it Out", "Hey Jude", "Let it Be", and "The Long and Winding Road" by the Beatles
"Don't Let it Go to Your Head" by Fefe Dobson
"Fallin'" by Alicia Keys
"Hollaback Girl" by Gwen Stefani
"Just Like a Pill" by Pink
"Run It" by Chris Brown
All of Train's album "Alive At Last", minus the songs "New Sensation" and "She's on Fire"
"Ants Marching", "Bartender", "Big-Eyed Fish", "Dreamgirl," and "Lover Lay Down" by Dave Matthews
"Concerto de Aranjuez"
"Just Feel Better" by Santana
"You're Beautiful" by James Blunt
Any other suggestions? wink
Okay. There's some of my musical taste for you. 4laugh
UPDATE Matt and I broke up on Thursday, due to the distance between us. It hurts, I know. But I've realized it's his loss, you know? I'm beautiful, desirable, and one hell of a young woman. If he can't see that, and hold on, then he doesn't deserve me.
This song is to say goodbye, my dear Matthew.
When the Clock Chimes Thirteen
By Ebony
Verse 1
Visions are identical in these eyes.
Eyes that peer into the darkest of nights.
Nights that hold the occasional stars.
Stars that bring tearful smiles.
Smiles that bring glorious tears.
Chorus
When you hear the clock chime thirteen,
Remember.
Just remember.
How the innocent remain locked up.
How the guilty roam free.
How the loved ones are an eternity apart.
And yet, could never be so close.
Maybe love is hatred after all.
Verse 2
Hands touch materialized objects.
Objects that bring white mice to the traps.
Traps that have never captured anything so exquisite.
Anything could be everything.
And everything could be anything.
Chorus
When you hear the clock chime thirteen,
Remember.
Just remember.
How the innocent remain locked up.
How the guilty roam free.
How the loved ones are an eternity apart.
And yet, could never be so close.
Maybe love is hatred after all.
Bridge
When the clock chimes thirteen,
Remember.
Just remember.
Chorus
When you hear the clock chime thirteen,
Remember.
Just remember.
How the innocent remain locked up.
How the guilty roam free.
How the loved ones are an eternity apart.
And yet, could never be so close.
Maybe love is hatred after all.
End
Love is hatred after all.
Maybe our bond is composed of both.
Love, for each other.
Hatred for the clock chiming thirteen.
Tell me what you think. mrgreen
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