Tuesday, March 15, 2011

abbi's song

"i read"


the words flow out and surround my head
they go thrugh my ear and stay fresh in my brain 
they come through my mouth and fill up my heart
i cant stop reading i just cant stop

i wanna read all the time
i wanna read all day and night
i wanna close my eyes
i wanna imagine myself in the light

i wanna read
i wanna read
i wanna read

i flip thru the pages one at a time
information crowds up my mind
my eyes wide open, i devour the lines
if i close the cover i just might die
 
i wanna read all the time
i wanna read all day and night
i wanna close my eyes
i wanna imagine myself in the light

i wanna read
i wanna read
i wanna read

when i read, the book is me
i play the part
and the audience sees
my life is changing through a book
reading's more than just writing tools

i wanna read all the time
i wanna read all day and night
i wanna close my eyes
i wanna imagine myself in the light

i wanna read
i wanna read
i wanna read

i have to read
its part of me
its my life
its all i see
developing characters
 changing plots
up and down
the story cant stop

i wanna read all the time
i wanna read all day and night
i wanna close my eyes
i wanna imagine myself in the light

i wanna read
i wanna read
i wanna read

i wanna read
i wanna read
i wanna read

i read

Monday, January 24, 2011

Michka's Song

77. Write a song.

I think this is the first song i've completed bridge and all. I'm a bit confused (though I wrote it) as to the true identity of this "Euphoria". But right now it refers the things we compromise our beliefs to do. The superficial things that run our lives amuck in the end. It's really rough and since I haven't got my guitar out i'm almost sure the meter is jacked up, and it sounds better when i sing it than when it's read cuz i know how it's sposed to go, but here goes raw creativity:


Verse 1:

Promises of silver and gold
if only you'd do what you're told
you'd be happier here
Tragic sweet irony
classical symphony
plays in the background as you rebel
open your eyes child and,

Chorus 1:

Welcome to euphoria
arms wide open,
eyes start rolling
in this lust emporium
watch and see what you become
be careful you're not overcome
in this here euphoria


Verse 2:

He offeres you a drink
as you contemplate the risk
but pleasure hides behind the gates
you see it.
Too far to turn back now
Key in the lock and now
he laughs at you, he looks at you and says

Chorus 2:

Welcome to euphoria
arms wide open,
eyes start rolling
in this lust emporium
watch and see what you become
be careful you're not overcome
in this here euphoria

Bridge:

Is this the way you thought it would be?
bound to joyfull misery?
was it worth your soul my dear,
making promises with your biggest fear

Chorus 3:

But you willingly went to euphoria
with arms wide open,
eyes so so knowing
in this lust emporium
watch and see what you've become
and now that it's over and done
curse euphoria

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Agans' Will

Number 49 - My will

1. I leave my late nights to Veliza
2. I leave my craziness and hyperness to Rosie
3. I leave my locker to my brother
4. I leave my stalking skills to anyone who wants to stalk someone
5. I leave my retardness to Veliza
6. I leave my laptop to My Sissy Poo
7. I leave my straightner to Abbi
8. I leave my clothes to Michka, Rose, Abz, and both Katies
9. I leavemy 6,000+ txts a month to Rosie and also my phone
10. I leave my iPod to My Sissy Poo
11. I leave my Pretty Little Liar addiction to My Sissy Poo
12. I leave my lifetime movies to My Sissy Poo and Rosie
13. I leave my baking skills to My Sissy Poo (she could use them)
14. I leave my monster addiction to Katie H.
15. I leave my preverted jokes to Helena
16. I leave my Spanish skills to anyone who wants to suck at Spanish
17. I leave my secrets to Rosie
18. I leave my black guitar to My Sissy Poo
19. I leave my Uggs to Katie H.
20. I leave my inside jokes to all of you
21. I leave my oreo addiction to Abz
22. I leave my professional camera to My Sissy Poo
23. I leave my deserted island to Veliza and Rosie
24. I leave my grades to my brother
25. I leave my photography skills to Abz (you need em' )
26. I leave my coffee hating to Abz, maybe she'll grow taller
27. I leave my volleyball skills to Rosie
28. I leave my club years to Amanda
29. I leave my facebook to Rosie
30. I leave my emails to Veliza
31. I leave my kicks to Vaughn
32. I leave my "Tired Highness" to Vaughn
33. I leave my Fireflight and Paramore love to Katie M.
34. I leave my FIne Frenzy love to Rosie
35. I leave my MySpace to Rosie
36. I leave my photo editing skills to Abz
37. I leave my love for vanilla scented things to Rosie
38. I leave my lunches to Rosie (stop forgetting your lunch)
39. I leave my scary movie love to Rosie and Katie H.
40. I leave upside down dogs to My Sissy Poo

noobz will

I leave my books to ve
My unfinished stories to rose
My anger to ash
I give my my eyerolls to michka
My fish goes to rosie dear
My shirts are split between rose,ash, nd seth
All my jeans go 2 rose nd michka
I leave my bratz dolls nd barbies to michka
My pictures to ve
Ash gets my scrap book
Rosie gets my twilight posters
My HSM ones go to ve
I leave my procelin dolls to ashli
My bad luck is bottled up for ash
My bad jokes go to ve
My twilght quotes go to seth
I leave my feelings to rose
I leave my slaps to ve
Ash can have my blog
MIchka can have my fbook
All my shoes go to rose
My deoderint goes to trash
My hair pieces to rosie
I give my camera to vex
And my flashlights to rosie
My evil plans go to sethy
My craziness is for ash
Hannah is left with my love for jacob
Veliza is left with my love for Zac
My late nights go to rosie
My complaing is all bims
I give my happines to u all becuz u all gave it to me
Rosie recieves my secrets
To seth i give my thoughts
My desires are for ash
my rudness is all Ves
My guitar is left to dust where it sits now
My hats go to rose
My junk is for ve nd ash
Purses are for rosie
Makeup is for ash
I leave my journal to roselyn
I leave my gmail to ash
My laughs are for michka
My tears for ve
You may all shred my hair, i hate it
Seth may keep my words
Rose may have my swears
My love is for ve,ash,seth,nd rose

Rosey's Will :)

-All my smiles go to abbi.
-Pokes go to katie.
-My fine Frenzy addiction goes to ash.
-My boring clothes go to esther.
-My killer punches go to vaughn.
-All the weird and random nicknames go to Whaglez.
-Swimming laps to abbi.
-Goodmornings to dave.
-My drawing skills to michki.
-Shut ups to Paul.
-My fro to helena;)
-My uggs to sarah.
-My awesome writing skills go to tom.
-My plastic knives go to emil, im sure you can find use for them.
-My donkey wheezing laugh i leave for daniel, so you can get made fun of for it :p
-My seriousness to Laura vega.
-Youtubing hyauo myazaki to katie M.
-Loud gum chewing to katie H.
-Artisticness to Ve.
-My constant hunger to ashleigh..u need to eat more!
-My makeshift singing to abbi.
-My AWESOME photography to ash.
-Modesty to amver.
-Calmness to helena.
-Bad handwriting to amichka(yours is too perfect).
-All my bad hairdays to veliza.
-My great escapes to the roof to abbi.
-I leave my ability to lie and not give myself away and my conquering the world to the confused jewish mexican.
-pudding love to all you insane pudding haters out there.
-Scrapbooking skills to ash.
-My poetic liscence to taylor.
-Love of reading to Ve, reawaken that book love within you lol.
-My so ugly its cuteness to Darleen.
-Awkwardness to Caland, (you could use a little).
-Loss of words to abbi.
-Respect of elders to ashli.
-Perfect vision to Michka.
-And i leave my faces to amichka to add to her wonderful collection.

Number 49-Write A Will (Michka)

The following is the last will and testement of the great Michka Myrna Veronica Francis:

-To Davie I leave all my love kisses and cuddles and earthly joys. You happen to deserve them.
-Everyone else can have my love, to... Just my i love you, love. Not my I FREAKIN love you, love.
-Dave and Vaughn can have my juice boxes, along with the temper I get whe I run out of juice boxes.
-Random hookups with random guys go to Button. You can actually have them now; I no longer have use for them.
-To Rosie I leave my rebelious spirit.
-To Shleigh Button I leave my flirting skills and upside down dogs.
-I leave black and red to Davie.
-I leave my extreme dieting to all the fat people in the world.
-One half of all my worldliness goes to Tommy. The rest is to be equally devided between Rosie, Abbi, and Veve.
-Dirty jokes go to Shleigh and Helena.
-I leave my grades to whoever wants them.
-My photographic memory goes to Ash. That should come in handy seeing as though she's a stalker.
-Late night phone conversations all go to Katie. Use them discretely.
-My soccer skills go to Katie and Rosie. To be specific my ball handling goes to Katie and my aggression goes to Rose.
-My chapstick addiction shall be a blessing to whoever wants it. **Chappd lips are disgusting to kiss; keep that in mind.
-My writing skills go to Veliza. Poor your heart out girly.
-Yoga goes to Noob.
-Shleigh Button gets my jeans first. Then whoever else wants 'em can have 'em.
-My key chain collection goes to Ash.
-My jewelry is to be burried with me.
-Gmail saviness goes to Tommy. Get on the wagon because Google is taking over the world.
-Gmail chatting goes to Dave, Rosie, Vaughn, and Lyssia.
-Internet skills go to Helena. You really do suck at all things web.
-I leave my razor blades to anyone who wants to be screwed up for the rest of their life.
-My guitar goes to hell with me when I die.
-Late nights of Naruto go to Roselyn and Vaughn.
-Slacking goes to Abbi. You need more fun, sweet pea.
-My attitude... Eh there's plenty of it to go around.
-I leave my booty shaking skills to Sarah Mooney. Party hard, girl.
-French braids go to Button.
-My iPod and obsession with 80s music go to Davie.
-I leave my cell phone to Roselyn.
-My tummy goes to Abbi. You'll never have to do sit-ups.
-My vacations go to Tommy and Dave.
-I leave relationship trouble to Vaughn... I envy you're happiness :P I also leave you the bliss that comes after the problems.
-Vaughn also gets all the hugs I didn't give him while I was living.
-Wilson goes to Davie.
-My morning cup of tea goes to Emil along with my jumpiness.
-I want Raeden to have my talkativeness. Assert yourself. I also want her to have my mean streak. I don't exactlyknow why, but I think you could use it.
-To Lydia I leave me "fuck it" stance. You can't make everyone happy all the time. Make yourself happy first.
-To Alyssia I leave my passion, my destructive intelligence, my blog addiction, and all the time I've spent down on my knees praying.
-To Helena I leave mall trips, 3-way convos, and all day geekin'.
-Oh I also want Rosie to have my mall trips.
-100 dollar allowances go to Rosie.
-My ramen addiction goes to Helena.
-My speed (not drugs, but soccer speed :P) goes to Helena and Rosie.
-My beastly defence skills and parent woes go to Shleigh.
-Paulie can have my manga girl drawing skills... They're not very good but have 'em.
-Rosie can have all my screen t's.
-I leave my shoes to whoever wants them... I don't have many.
-Mismatched socks go to Syd.
-I leave hours of Twilight quotes to Abbi.
-Sex, lies, and teenage rebelion go to Rosie and Veve.
-I leave physical relationships to Shleigh and emotional ones to Abbi.
-Rosie gets all my romance novels.
-I leave all the porn in the world to Paul. Lighten up dude.
-Polished finger nails go to Rosie along with my outgoing spirit and my COUNTLESS SUPPLY OF PENS AND PENCILS!
-Lined paper goes to Helena along with getting projects in on time, and binder organization.
-Rosie and Helena and Caland and Rachel get my understanding of math.
-Choir solos go to Rosie.
-I leave all the high harmonies in the world to Rachel.
-My fashion sense goes to Dave. Prep would be a good look for ya kiddo.
-My corny jokes go to Veliza.
-My scarfs and knitting stuff go to Rosie.
-My purses go to Shleigh, Noob, and Rosie.
-My sublime spelling skills and extensive vocabulary go to Helena and Abbi.
-Getting the itis right after lunch goes to Helena, Rosie, and VeVe.
-I leave the task of bothering Brandon to Rosie and Syd, and the task of wearing the igloo to Rose.
-Random nicknames go to Syd.
-Singing in the hallway goes to Rosie and Rachel.
-I leave lectures about douchebags to Rosie and Rachel, too.



I'm sure there's much more and so I'll update it later.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

countinued ideas....

-write a letter to the president
-try wine or beer
-design our dream homes
-design our dream weddings
-become a vegitarian for a month
-watch a whole movie in a different language
-have a picnic in a medow
-get a 100 on a test
-catch fireflies
-have a work out day
-invent a bord game
-get up for an eclipse and take pictures
-sew an outfit and wear it in public
-teach michka how to ride a bike
-milk a cow
-watch an animal be born

ideas for the list

-make wierd cookies.
-paint a portrait of us.
-bury a time capsule
-carve our names in a tree
-come us with the best april fools day joke (and do it)
-meditate for an hour
-make a fire without matches
-read for  hours straight
-learn to dance
-go hiking all day
-build a sand city
-get yiur fourtune told
-watch the sun rise
-watch the sun set
-play hookey
-roll around in the mud
-smile at 100 strangers
-fast for 12 hours
-give blood
-send a message in a bottle
-make kites and fly them

Monday, January 3, 2011

funnnnnnnnnno! WILL FINISH WHEN ASH REMINDS ME OF THE OTHERS

ABIGAIL GRACE! I'M HOPING YOU WILL SEE THIS. IT WAS IN THE DRAFTS AND WELL I PUBLISHED IT BECAUSE WHILE YOU MAY THINK I'M BEING A BITCH, I WILL DELETE YOU AS A WRITER IN THIS BLOG IF YOU DON'T RESPECT MY WISHES FOR YOU TO TYPE CORRCTLY. I'M DOING THIS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, BECAUSE I'M BOSSY, AND BECAUSE QUITE FRANKLY YOU NEED TO LEARN TO LISTEN. I WASN'T DICKIN' AROUND THE FIRST TIME I SAID IT. WRITE THE WAY YOU WANT ON YOUR OWN PERSONAL BLOG!!! BUT AS LONG AS THIS IS MY BLOG, YOU'LL WRITE THE WAY NORMAL PEOPLE WRITE BECAUSE I SAY SO. NO FURTHER EXPLANATION NEEDED :) LOVE YA BABE!...

                                               ---MICHKA



Here's a few more ideas me nd ash came up w/ last nite.
like or dislike :) (poo seth stole our camping one)

-take a pictures with 20 random people
-write our  own wills
-write our life story (2gether)
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Saturday, January 1, 2011

Read It and Weep

Weep?
Weap?

Whatever.

Andway hons, please write like Mrs. Evans taught you something. Use capitals and punctuation and TRY to spell things correctly and all that good crap. It's a blog. Not a chat page.


Thanks Loves