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Jun. 16th, 2007

For those who don't know...

Obsticles have arisen in getting to York.
And to this I have only one thing to say, something familiar to some more than others...

"Kill the lights..."

Mar. 26th, 2007

This is might be an arms race but just remember I am stronger than you...

Kratisto.

Mar. 16th, 2007

Some Saxon lyrics...

Lionheart

Raise you banners raise them high in your homeland hear the cry
From the battle turn home back to England to claim your throne
Six white horses you must ride loyal comrades by your side
Prince of lions the second son through the darkness the king will come

Lion, Lionheart
Defender of the faith
Lion, Lionheart
Protector of the state
Lionheart

You crown awaits you the chosen one tell the people that freedom's come
Light the beacons ring the bells sing you minstrels there's tales to tell
Send the message across the land the king returns with sword in hand
Law and order he will restore evil tyranny will reign no more

Lion, Lionheart
Defender of the faith
Lion, Lionheart
Protector of the state
Lionheart

Raise your banners raise them high in your homeland hear the cry
From the battle turn to home back to England to claim your throne
Build your castles guard the keep behind these walls the city sleeps
No more conflict the blood is shed three gold lions on flags of red

Lion, Lionheart
Defender of the faith
Lion, Lionheart
Protector of the state
Lionheart

Mar. 12th, 2007

(no subject)

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/6432447.stm
Where is justice?

Feb. 23rd, 2007

One of those weeks

Short answers to questions I'm fed up of being asked.

  • One - I'm not okay.  The short answer 'I'm fine' is a way of saying I don't want to answer this question.  If you knew the answers you would probably only end up contributing to the reasons behind them. 
  • Two - No the dissertation isn't going as well as it has been.  I've been having one or two motivational issues more to do with tiredness than anything else, but also focus.
  • Three - Yes we lost to Oxford's 2nds.  No I wasn't boasting the night before - I was saying that we COULD beat them.  And we could have done - yes they were a better team but we've beaten teams that are better than us before.
  • Four - My relationship status is 'It's Complicated' - that is because it is, okay?

 

Feb. 12th, 2007

Focus... Focus...

I'm getting fed up of people talking crap about me behind my back.  Got a problem say it to my face, or are you that scared of me you won't do that?  In which case you're the one who's full of crap not me, and you're gutless with it.  
Sorry I'm ranting.  I'm fed up of being misquoted about things which are nobody's business.  

Feb. 5th, 2007

So changes...

It's that time.  It's february of the graduation year.  Which means its time to start applying for future courses or face the real world of trying to get a job.  
In reality it's time for the masters application.  My supervisor's told me to look at Bristol and York as other options.  This has led to a lot of changes in my thinking.  I had been fairly set on sticking around for another year - although I had said that if by a miracle I got offered a PhD I wouldn't do it at Keele, because I couldn't stick around here for another three years.  Another year is viable, but three would be too much.  It's strange because I'd kinda settled on the idea of sticking around, but now I'm not so sure.  I'm thinking, it might be time to move on.  It's a tentative thought at the moment, but it might get stronger.  And all of this is taking place against the background of trying to write a dissertation and two other essays, and revise for finals.  It reminds me vaguely of UCAS.  It's strange.

Jan. 29th, 2007

(no subject)

Artist/Band: Shelton Blake
Lyrics for Song: Austin
Lyrics for Album: Blake Shelton

She left without leavin' a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time
It was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night I'm bowling
If you've got somethin' to sell, you're wastin' your time, I'm not
buyin'
If it's anybody else, wait for the tone,
You know what to do
And P.S. if this is Austin, I still love you

The telephone fell to the counter
She heard but she couldn't believe
What kind of man would hang on that long
What kind of love that must be
She waited three days, and then she tried again
She didn't know what she'd say,
But she heard three rings and then

If it's Friday night I'm at the ballgame
And first thing Saturday, if it don't rain
I'm headed out to the lake
And I'll be gone, all weekend long
But I'll call you back when I get home
On Sunday afternoon
And P.S. If this is Austin, I still love you

Well, this time she left her number
But not another word
Then she waited by the phone on Sunday evenin'
And this is what he heard

If you're callin' 'bout my heart
It's still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
Then it wouldn't have taken me so long to know where I belong
And by the way, boy, this is no machine you're talkin' to
Can't you tell, this is Austin, and I still love you

I still love you

Jan. 27th, 2007

Three Wooden Crosses by Randy Travis

A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher,
Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico.
One's headed for vacation, one for higher education,
An' two of them were searchin' for lost souls.
That driver never ever saw the stop sign.
An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres,
The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart.
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children:
Did her best to give 'em all a better start.
An' that preacher whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?"
As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday.
As he held that blood-stained bible up,
For all of us to see.
He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher;
"Who gave this Bible to my mamma,
"Who read it to me."

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know.
It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.

Jan. 14th, 2007

(no subject)

Seven

Artist or band: East West

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Walk the gauntlet of lies.
Who will it be today...
Secrets of this place,
never knowing...
Follow the ones that consume,
becoming just like them.
Fade away among the crowds, again.

And I can read the stains inside your mind,
remains of the beauty.
And I can hope for the silence of your words,
cause I know I'll be caught here...

And I could never really find the answers,
always locked inside of something so close.
And I could never really find the reasons,
just assumed it was you.

Pushed in a corner where screams die,
fighting to stay alive.
Cower down to be alone.
Nothing is worth this.
When is the right time to let it all go?
Not that it matters...but I fear,
I fear that someday
it'll find its way to you.

I could never really find the answers,
always locked inside of something so close.
I could never really find the reasons,
just assumed it was you.

I could never really find the answers,
always locked inside of something so close.
I could never really find the reasons,
just assumed it was you.

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