i found a poem from honors british literature in my old binder! during october or november last year, we had to write a poem. it had to somehow resemble chaucer's in canterbury tales--resemblance to an animal, irony, blahblahblah.

i did mine on a pirate!
here goes the shitfest:

There once was a pirate who gave, not stole,
And upon his face sat a round black mole.
His ship and he sailed the world's seven seas
As he pranced around on his wobbly knees.
Dreadlocks and beads adorned his scraggly hair,
A hat and bandana so it won't be bare.
The safety of a sword right on his side
Others couldn't kill him, even if they tried.
Never hurt a man, unless for defense,
As he believed protection as common sense.
His nose resembled a raven's beak
While his fiercesome vessel was dark and sleek.
His mates called his attitude a-ringing
As he spent hours on the crow's nest singing.
His brown swashbuckle boots wet and dirty,
The whores at Tortuga called him flirty.
He utilized his telescope day and night,
And saw a man tumble from such great height.
Kicking off his boots, tearing off his coat,
He jumped in the ocean, his mates would note.
After the man he swam, deeper in the blue.
The king, he couldn't believe it was true.
The king on his back, his hands on his neck,
Jumped out of the water, the king on deck.
His Majesty woke up, demanding rum.
The king, not the pirate, was the old bum.

hahhahahahahaha. grammar is horribly off, but whatever; it's poetry~.


i just finished watching the last four episodes of friends on TBS and i'm a weeping mess. i mean, i've already seen the series finale before (although rarely, because i knew i would cry), but perhaps it was because it was the last few episodes put together--the whole buildup. this is incredibly stupid, mostly because the show's fiction and it already ended years ago, but idkkk. that apartment being empty (srsly if i were rachel, i'd drag ross into that apartment and live there) and stupid joey living on his own made me go ); AND THEN it shows them all going to central perk for the last time (even though they would probably continue going there, and i can't believe i'm thinking about this kind of stuff because this is FICTIONNN), and then the empty apartment. usually before the end credits, it shows something, but it was just black this time. IDK WHAT IS WRONG WIHT ME.

and i think there's something wrong with my hormones.
yesterday i was a complete grumpy bitch and now i'm crazy emotional. first friends, and now i'm listening to "higher and higher" and want to bawl my eyes out. wtf is this shit! hahaha

HELPPPP!
i need to find the dark knight online, a good quality one, but i can't download it.

i found a video like last month that was great quality and all, but i stupidly forgot to bookmark it.

 

i need this video ASAP since the person i'm looking this video for is having her birthday party tomorrow.

 

saw the dark knight for the second time today, but on IMAX (stfu, if i had my way and enough money i would've seen it at least 4 times by now )
amazing as the first time, maybe even better.
i'm completely speechless, and don't know how to describe this movie.  the characters (and plot) are realisitic, yet they're etched into your mind. the movie is not superhero-comic-like, and it feels like it can actually happen
ok i'm dead tired and falling asleep D:
plus i loved how the IMAX features made it feel like you were right there.
definitely one of the best movies, if not the best, i've ever seen.
and the beginning and end are really quite something (;



NIGHT LJ

harry potter and the order of the phoenix. just because i'm completely obsessed with harry potter and that is my favorite book of all time.
certain notes from certain people. the notes are all from people that i've completely cared about at one point or another, and they remind me of certain times, whether good or bad (;
pictures of people and places. so i could remember where i have been and who i was enjoying it with. i know, lame.

all of these items provoke a strong emotion, whether it's sadness from sirius black's death or a complete surge of happiness and sadness at the same time. they all remind me of what i felt like when i thought that i was on the top and rock bottom of my so-called life.

and i've had this opened from yesterday and forgot to submit it. hahahaha ooops.

just made a livejournal, wo0o0o
and i have absolutely no idea how anything works on this site, how sad.

befriend me! i'm friendless
...and kind of shy.

brb, shower