Weee!!! New blog layout!! And it's really dark too! I told you I would use Hiei again, everyone's favorite smart-ass angsty fire demon who always ends up looking cute instead of menacing. Don't you just want to huggle him? I would anyway.
TRUSTcompany has officially been inducted into my Favorite Bands of Doom (TM) group, where it can reside happily with Filter, Silverchair, Ours, the Smashing Pumpkins, and the like. Lauren and I cashed in on a Circuit City cd sale (damn, say THAT three times fast), and now have System of a Down, Linkin Park (Reanimation), and TRUSTcompany (The Lonely Position of Neutral) added to our mix of thousands of cds that clutter our room. I wanna use the title of the TRUSTcompany cd as a blog title someday; don't you think it describes me pretty well?
I like the Reanimation cd a lot, and like Lauren said, it's kind of a "chillin'" cd. The SoaD cd is definitely interesting, especially the first song. My favorite song on that cd would be either "Chop Suey!" or "Aerials".
I hate forums; all people ever do in them is bitch at eachother all day.
I'm so happy I have my new layout up; a happy one was doing absolutely nothing for me, and it made me feel restricted on what I could blog about. Now, I can be as pissed as I want to be! Yay! Angst is fun!
Well, not really, but you get the point.
I really should be getting to bed now; I've got six chapters to read of "Catcher in the Rye" by Tuesday. Toodles.
Je t'ai croisée
Un samedi soir
Et j'ai jeté sur ta silhouette
Une poignée d'épices colorées
Mon but était clair
T'envoûter
Tout en restant
Libre-moi et libre-toi
Car le roi de l'amour
N'a plus besoin d'esclaves
Adieu, adieu la nuit
Adieu tristesse, adieu les larmes
Je ne suis plus celui
Que tu as connu, plus le même
Ô bel enfant
Qui a tant pleuré
Adieu tout est fini
Adieu les larmes, adieu la nuit
Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour
Alors nous nous sommes séparés
Comme déjà saturés des délices du futur
Et j'ai marché seul
Guidé par ton ombre
J'ai traversé la ville déserte
Encore étincelante
Du voyage des rêveurs
Je t'ai croisé un samedi soir
Et déjà j'aimais l'odeur de ton rire
Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour
