5 February 2011

I am Excited

The lovely Drama Room would like to say ...

Well this was my idea,the blog thing your looking at right now (pervert), and I really hope it works.
It took a while to make but its worth it. I hope you like the photo thing at the top. Anyway. Lets let loose to blog whenever and about whatever.

This song is the what the blog is to me ...

Take That - Kidz (w/ Lyrics)

Kings and Queens and Presidents
Ministers of Governments
Welcome to the future of your world

Through talking heads that took liberties
The monkeys learnt to build machines
They think they'll get to heaven through the universe

They say nothing
Deny everything
And make counter accusations
My friends, my dear, my love, my God

There'll be trouble when the kidz come out (come out)
There will be lots for them to talk about (about)
There'll be trouble when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out, when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
What you looking at
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You want a bit of that
Hey, hey, hey, hey
There will be trouble when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out
Hey

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
The Good, the Bad, the Ugly or the Beautiful

Because it's up hill and against the wind
With no-one there to let us in
Leave your thoughts and save yourself you fool

The daggers of science
Evolving into violence
We're not sure where the fallout blows
But we all know ·

There'll be trouble when the kidz come out (come out)
There will be lots for them to talk about (about)
There'll be trouble when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out, when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
What you looking at
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You want a bit of that
Hey, hey, hey, hey
There will be trouble when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out
Hey

Out on the streets tonight
They're making peace tonight
They're making peace

La, la, la, la...

There'll be trouble when the kidz come out
There will be lots for them to talk about
There'll be trouble when the kidz come out
When the kidz come out, when the kidz come out

There'll be trouble when the kidz come out

Dont you hate it when you are looking up lyrics and it goes

Send "Kidz" Ringtone to your Cell

BUGGER OFF NOW

OFFCORSE I DONT WANT IT ON MY PHONE YOU LOSER!!

sorry xx

Bye bye

GEE

xxx

Ummmm...

Well, to be honest I haven't got anything special to say but Gee has requested that I say nothing about waffles. Oops, just mention them. Sorreeeeeeeeee! I have got great comment from my friends on facebook chat and thanks guys, you rule!
I have a request acctualy to present to the other bloggers on this thing. My mum isn't happy about me blogging so I'm not going to use my real name at any point and so can you guys do the same? Thank you!! If you call me anything call me Bee! Don't ask me where that name came from, ask Gee if you want to know. I am also not going to use the real names of you guys either so it is a do as I do type thingy!
I really am stuck on what I should say so if you ever want me to say or talk about something on one of my blog posts all you need to do is write a subject in the comment box. I am starting to sound like the sort of blogger that i always asociate with dyed blonde hair going all dodgy American wanna be. I doubt anyone knows what I am going on about, no-one ever does! Ummmm... oh, I have made a pact to myself tnat I am going to include the title of each of my bloggy things within the acctual text of my bloggy thing. You can poke me if I don't!
At the moment I am sitting on my bed typing like mad about random stuff while listening to the rugby. I love rugby. Most people think that it's about big men half killing ewach other but it really isn't. It is about team spirit and making football look stupid! So, thought for the day, rugby isn't bad, in fact, it is pretty awesome!
Wow, looks like I did find something to write about! Have to go now, see ya!
Bee
xx

Well...

Well... I've never done a blog post before so this is kinda new to me. If this is the most boring thing you have ever read, quick hint, STOP READING IT!!
Right now I'm kinda freaking out about this choir thing tomorow but, whilst going into panic mode, I discovered something. If you are worried about stuff, there seems to be one thing that for some reason unknown to women (well... me!), if you look in a mirror and say 'I can, I can, I can, etc.' you find that, oddly enough, you can. Plus, if you've been crying over it and you're one of those people whose eyes go REALLY red (like yours truly), they go back to almost normal! Then all you need to do is flounce and smile like a model in the mirror, making sure no-one can see or hear you, say 'I rule and I CAN'. Trust me, it works.I know what you're going to say in the drama room now, 'You tickle yourself AND talk to yourself in a mirror?' Let me get this straight, yes, I talk to myself in mirrors to make me feel better but not ONCE have I tickled myself!
I don't really know what to say next so I am going to tell you this and hope that I waffle on about something random. Like the word 'waffle'! It has two different meanings and neither are remotely similar. One is the thing that my English teacher hates and the other a yummy treat that comes from Belgium. So how on earth can the word 'waffle' mean those two different things? My guess is that one day some Belgium guy went on and on about waffles and one of his friends says, 'STOP WAFFLEING FOR WAFFLES SAKE', just in whatever language they speak in Belgium. German? Oh never mind! Anyway, due to that small snatch of convosation, this phase caught on within the group of friends and then spread, got into the dictionary, and then around the world! Acctualy, do they say that in, like, Somalia? Who knows! Well... the people in Somalia do. Oh well.
Now I really have run out of things to say so I am going to finish by linking to the begining in an entierly subtle way... as I said at the begining (how subtle am I! Don't answer that. Not that you can. Oh shut up me.), that mirror thing really does work. Try it and see! Well... that's me done. Over and Out! :P
Bee
xx

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Candle in the Wind (first version)

Goodbye, Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled

They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid

And even when you died
Oh, the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

Goodbye, Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled

Goodbye, Norma Jean
From the young fan in the twenty-second row
Who sees you as something more than sexual
More than just a Marilyn Monroe

STILL I RISE

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise

IF

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

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5 February 2011

I am Excited

Take That - Kidz (w/ Lyrics)

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