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2003-11-18 | 9:05 a.m.
random thoughts from a random girl
* I'm surprised more advertising isn't in your face from MSN. The only two ads I've ever seen there are for EBay and LavaLife. Which I guess appeal to some of MSN users, but not really to the core demographic of tweens and teens that use Messenger. If I were an ad exec I'd create little boxes, say, for Britney Spears or other wasted pop icons with sound bites of their new music. Something that would appeal to younger users of Messenger -and- combines sneaky consumer grabbing techniques with the ultimate waste of time - chatting. * A guy in my comp sci class yesterday was complaining about his exgirlfriend. His exact quote was "She gets wet easily and gives good blow jobs"......sorry, is there a problem here? Should a girl be dry and give shitty blowjobs? I fail to understand the logic of what makes a girl unsavory. Is it simply the fact that she has experience with blowjobs, and can therefore do them well, that turns this guy off? And what of this "gets wet easily"? Surely that must mean the guy has to do little to no work to get her aroused........ again, I fail to see the problem. I'm sure she doesn't just spring a leak in the middle of class, or out at a movie during a steamy scene. If there was a comment about a guy that said "He gets really hard and is the Master Of Cunnilingus" I'm pretty sure his girlfriend wouldn't be complaining. Maybe it's just some guys that are afflicted with the horror of a good lay, but that comment made no sense to me. *Every morning I wake up with a song in my head. Being the intellectual science genius that I am, I've decided to conduct an experiment, and see if there is any connection between the songs that get stuck in my head. Maybe every third word spells out my fortune, or each song suggests what I should have for supper, or each played backwards is a message from the 12 disciples or things of that sort. So, without furthur adieu, the song of this morning was............. *drum roll* Castaway, by Green Day I'm on a sentimental journey Into sight and sound Of no return and no looking back or down A conscientes objector to the War that's my mind Leaving in the lurch and I'm Taking back what's mine I'm on a mission Into destination unkown An expidition Onto desolation road Where I'm a... Castaway - going at it alone Castaway - now I'm on my own Castaway - going at it alone Castaway - now I'm on my own Lost and found, trouble bound Castaway I'm riding on the night train and Driving stolen cars Testing my nerves out of the blvd. Spontaneous combustion in the Corners of my mind Leaving in the lurch And I'm taking back what's mine I'm on a mission Into destination unkown An expidition Onto desolation road Where I'm a... Castaway - going at it alone Castaway - now I'm on my own Castaway - going at it alone Castaway - now I'm on my own Lost and found, trouble bound Castaway P.S. If anyone knows how to just make single spaces in html, please let me know! |
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