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| I don't know how to write songs, and I'm even worse with lyrics. Originally, the lyrics were "Grenny! Grenny!" x1000, but I figured only Gren would listen to it on his iPod, so I re-wrote the lyrics. The bass is there, i actually like the bass part a lot, but you can't really here it since I only recorded it with my picture camera. But it's there, I swear. And the bell part is loud and overpowering, and I need to add more pauses and take my time between the diff sections, but yea. Here's what I got so far:
Hi Mom, do you like it? Does it make you cry? I know how much you like West Side Story's "Maria" and so now you have a song with your name in it, too :) | | |
| "Yes, there is a Nirvanah; it is leading your sheep to a green pasture, and in putting your child to sleep, and in writing the last line of your poem. " — Kahlil Gibran | | |
| "I will go by dream to you.
You cannot come to me.
Beneath the pines, I will sing for you.
You cannot come to me."
-Daniel Martin Moore
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| "A person will be called to account on Judgment Day for every permissible thing he might have enjoyed but did not. " — Talmud | | |
| it's spring break and i've been diagnosed with separation anxiety. i'm used to seeing rob everyday so i'm kind of dying now. hahah this is the first day i haven't seen him because i actually spent fri-mon with him and i'll see him tomorrow (wed) BUT STILL! i'm exhibiting symptoms of withdrawal. i have a lot of errands to do though so maybe if i cleancleanclean the day away it won't be so bad. but ugh i have to go to work tomorrow. i hate that place. i told them it was spring break and they go, "well if you're just staying home, then you should come to work." clearly, they don't know the meaning of vacation. | | |
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