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 Does this song have the coolest piano opening ever or what? It was yesterday that, thanks to a friend, this song stuck not only in my, but quite a number of people's heads. I've been unsuccessful at trying not to sing it aloud. I was told to listen to Toto. More of this and other stuff around the corner. //editin' later: holy fooking hell people! WHY DID NO ONE INFORM ME OF THIS? AAAA. Okay John looks nothing like John, but that Paul-playing guy who was in 'love, actually' too, that boy, he does resemble the real man. I'm just thinkin' that they should make a PROPER The Beatles film. Or just a Lennon film. Or just the youth of John Lennon, whatever. But Still! I had been totally oblivious of this! // and again: If you ever feel bored. | |
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Why does it always seem that there are no good movies in theatres? You're always waiting for a film or two, but none of the ones they're currently showing are good. Mind you, you can watch movies elsewhere too. Yesterday I watched ' How I Won the War'. Though I generally dislike war films, this one was quite good. Of course, it wasn't all just killing the enemies, it was about these hopeless men trying to get behind enemy lines so that they could put up a cricket ... field? what do you call it? there. It was very British and that means that it wasn't really all that funny. Made in the mid-to-late-sixties, even the Pythons hadn't emerged as a group yet. The film did have its moments, like the way some of the characters (seemingly spontaneously) turned all clad in one bright colour. Not until the very end of the film did I realize that it probably was made so that when a character died, he turned colourful, the same colour in which the battle-sequence in which he died was filmed in (make any sense?). Unfortunately I can't find any screencaps of them. Oh, yes, by the way, it's the film John Lennon was in after the Beatles quit touring in -66. His colour was blue. Then, this: I know it's sorta old, but still. I mean, I found out about this only, like, a week ago, and I sort of cried. Not even 'sort of'. I did. Where did my hero disappear? Now, I'm repairing the damage done with this, okay, and we forget that Gackt ever looked like that ^, yes? It's interesting how no one seems to know/like Malice Mizer even though everything Japanese is totally, like, 'in' right now, and has been so the last couple years. I mean, people, it's like GACKT, the prettiest singer ever, and MANA, who, like, invented Elegant Gothic Lolita, and they're both pretty and YOUNG. Ah well. Maybe it's just good. | |
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Okay, so I know I've said this of many songs (Regret, Mozart's 25th, Grieg's Morning Mood...) before, but I just might have found the most beautiful classical music composition ever. Here be: Not only is this like the most haunting and sad piece of music on it's own, the memories that I have of it are just terrible. The scene in which the song is played is a nightmare sequence of Moomintroll's. He has a nightmare about Snufkin sailing on a little boat in the middle of a big, big, enormous sea. And then a monster comes up from the water and attacks Snufkin. And I can't even remember how it ends - Moomintroll probably just falls from the bed or something, but still. It's just terrible, and I was always really scared (there were only two things in the whole series worse than this: the Lady of the Cold and the Ghost Ship) when that scene was on when I was a kid, and one of the main reasons was probably the amazingly powerful music. It was traumatizing (no giant turtles for me) and right now listening to it it just . . . worth a new tag, really. Then the normal stuff: Personal life: School:Four lessons of Art today - finished my 'Wheel of Time' (supposedly surrealistic) acrylic painting and decided that I'll remake Hugo Simberg's The Garden of Death - painting as a photograph. Now, all I need is a camera. . . Then was the Maths test, which I think was quite easy, but I know I shouldn't say this 'cause if I do I'll get a 8 of it. After school me and S. went to library - she had to borrow a book for her sister and I ended up walking out with the Beatles' Rubber Soul and Philip K. Dick's some book I can't recall the name. Then we went to the local Chinese and took some take waay, then I came home (she did so as well) and now I've been just sitting here and nothing. Non-School:*yawn* I didn't have anything to say, until I yawned just there. I've been waking up at amazing hours. I go to sleep between, um... six and twelve, and whenever it's closer to six I wake up before five o'clock. (And if I don't I still have an alarm waking me up between five-twenty and five-fifty. Need some time to wake up, you know.) Then I lie in bed for about two hours and then get up and go to school. ... Mind you, I get reminded of how we talked ab - well, that is to say, they talked and I happened to be in the room - out the . . . eccentric ways of life of artists' today during our art lesson. Non-personal:Today is Bonzo's death day. For that, this:  We also have Page's beard. | |
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Beneath cut some pictures. We had to do thins thing for Swedish and while I don't have the time to reconstruct it here I think that the pictures and links included will give you a good idea of what it was like. The idea was to produce a homepage-sort of thing, similar to what we had in our textbooks. All that normal jazz: name, interests/hobbies, family, likes and dislikes. I had the terrible urge to make something a bit more personal and so I did. The pictures found there are as follows: ( cut )the first thing on the page after a link to the Swedish wiktionary was a link to this. I had the inspiration for it because there was a drawing of a boy in our book that happened to remind me of that particular singer. And when I told that in the classroom our teacher told us that the singer had been a part of her youth. The in LOL'd. | |
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Look look look at the pretty picture I found:  Happy Birthday Freddie! Doing stuff with people:T was here overnight, left not half an hour ago. We watched some *ahemahem* Tarantino films, namely Kill Bill I and Pulp Fiction. We were invited over to my cousins to watch Watchmen too, which we did. Shopping:I have this terrible need to go shopping. It started when I was lying on the sofa in the morning. It's unexplainable - I don't even have anything particular in mind, well, except for that one poster, but yeah. I'm still making up my mind whether or not I'll be going, however, cause I have loads to do here too. I need to read. Literature:As you can tell by the sidebar box, my list of books being read does not decrease in size, in fact the quite opposite. I bought that Counter Clock World -book the day before yesterday and I need to read it as well. But it's not something I need to hurry with. It's in Finnish and all, imagine that! School:On Friday we had Art and Maths. And the yearly photoshoot-session-thingy. I have no idea how I looked, but at least I had nice clothes. In Art I began painting my acrylic painting, a big clock, or more like a wheel-kind-of Map of Time. It's going to be really cool and detailed, and everyone totally underestimated my ability to paint details, they were all aking 'How are you going to paint all the details?' and I say 'Just like I paint it all, with some paint and a brush.' Movies:I cannot stop watching listen to Johnny Depp and good lord Elfman's music is epic aaaaargh. | |
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Oh yeah. Movies:I watched The Producers (2005) and it was delightingly random. Very good though. The actors ( Matthew Broderick (who has funny eyes, by the way,) and Uma Thurman (as a silghtly psychotic Swede in the film) and especially Nathan Lane) were really good! (Oh, and the ever-amazing-looking Mr. Barrowman, sir, with blonde hair. I swear I didn't squee whenever he appeared on the screen. Swear. [erase that. . . oh my good lord just look at him he is GORGEOUS look at his smile *faint*]) . . . MY EYES BLEED MY BRAIN HURTS I HAVE DIED OF THE COMBINED AWESOME. | |
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Life: Music: Roger Taylor. Is a god like everyone else. First of all, I ask you (really, do do it) to listen to some of his songs. A Queen song sung by him, perhaps. Here be 'I'm In Love With My Car', And here be a picture of him in the early-to-mid-seventies (the song up there was released in '75, on A Night at the Opera).  And here, just 'cause it happened be there on his last.fm gallery page, is yet another proof of why I should not be ashamed to death because I have the same kind of sunglasses as everyone else:  That's the exact kind I (and everyone else) have! Fookin' yeah! And yeah, the reason for me to post stuff concerning him is that it's his birthday. On to more boring stuff. ( Personal life ) | |
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It certainly has been a fine weekend. At first me and two of my friends went 'downtown' (now there's a word I hate) on Friday, spent some time there, ate and came over our house. Here we watched first PotC I, then BeetleJuice, then V for Vendetta (during which I fell asleep). For food we had liquorice, and noodles, and lemonade sort of juice thingy. On Saturday we watched The Secret Window, then at some point the buddies had to go home for a while, and me and mum borrowed Sleepy Hollow, Big Fish and Brokeback Mountain movies, and as the friends came back we watched Sleepy Hollow and Big Fish. Then we watched some random Youtube videos, such as this. _And now I'm forgetting somethign again_ Then today we went to a second hand market in the morning and I bought that king of purple jacket, and it was amazing as usually when you look for something like that, it takes you ages to find it, and I found it right away. | |
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