Saturday, August 31, 2002
absolutely
I like this, and couldn't agree more.
So the good boys and girls take the so called right track
Faded white hats
Grabbing credits
Maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can't find the answers
And all of our parents
They're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you got to rise above
I am invincible
As long as I'm alive
-- John Mayer, No Such Thing
I like this, and couldn't agree more.
So the good boys and girls take the so called right track
Faded white hats
Grabbing credits
Maybe transfers
They read all the books but they can't find the answers
And all of our parents
They're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
While in their memories
Tiny tragedies
They love to tell you
Stay inside the lines
But something's better
On the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the
Top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you got to rise above
I am invincible
As long as I'm alive
-- John Mayer, No Such Thing
that black dress
Ah yes. The proverbial black dress. It's one of three most important dresses in a girl's life, and that's absolutely indisputable. The horrid thing about these dresses is that you never know when they're going to come along, and sometimes (when they're one-of-a-kind and reserved for example), you mightn't be able to catch them.
Lots of people scoff at such frivolity, turning their boring noses down on such misplaced priorities and extravagence. If they could only feel that wonderful thrill, the tingling rush! that knocks you all askew when you perchance stumble upon a beautiful dress. And as you step into that perfect assembly of fabric, you quite become someone else... You stand a little straighter, hold your shoulders further back, raise your neck up a little higher ... and then you close your eyes and turn round slowly to peek into the mirror, holding your breath and releasing it as you start at the transformation. Wow.
Why the emphasis on a black dress? Because Black, is timeless. Its beauty lies in its elegance and versatility, and even in the simplest of cuts, it remains stunning. It is wearable both night and day, depending on whether you dress it up or down. One can never have too many black dresses.
So there, all you pragmatists and feminists and penny-pinchers.
Ah yes. The proverbial black dress. It's one of three most important dresses in a girl's life, and that's absolutely indisputable. The horrid thing about these dresses is that you never know when they're going to come along, and sometimes (when they're one-of-a-kind and reserved for example), you mightn't be able to catch them.
Lots of people scoff at such frivolity, turning their boring noses down on such misplaced priorities and extravagence. If they could only feel that wonderful thrill, the tingling rush! that knocks you all askew when you perchance stumble upon a beautiful dress. And as you step into that perfect assembly of fabric, you quite become someone else... You stand a little straighter, hold your shoulders further back, raise your neck up a little higher ... and then you close your eyes and turn round slowly to peek into the mirror, holding your breath and releasing it as you start at the transformation. Wow.
Why the emphasis on a black dress? Because Black, is timeless. Its beauty lies in its elegance and versatility, and even in the simplest of cuts, it remains stunning. It is wearable both night and day, depending on whether you dress it up or down. One can never have too many black dresses.
So there, all you pragmatists and feminists and penny-pinchers.
inconsistency
What I absolutely loathe about myself is my utter and complete lack of any ability to finish what I start. Which explains the decrepit blog argh. And that I resolve to change right about now :]
Ha. Shall up usage of italics to invoke more feeling and break monotony.
What I absolutely loathe about myself is my utter and complete lack of any ability to finish what I start. Which explains the decrepit blog argh. And that I resolve to change right about now :]
Ha. Shall up usage of italics to invoke more feeling and break monotony.
