'If This Is It'
Oct. 1st, 2009 10:49 pmAnd if I had one chance to freeze time
And stand still and soak in everything,
I'd choose right now.
And if I had one night with sunshine to break through and show you everything,
I'd choose right now,
Before the fears that I once had start coming back again
This pretty much described the mood I was in yesterday. Such a good, relaxing day - just what I needed after the stress/emotion/work etc etc of the past few weeks. Helps that I was accompanied by some truly awesome people. Singing songs from musicals at the top of our lungs, wandering all over the city, drinking tea, spilling juice, finding random stuffed horse pillows, guys t-shirts (for the girls no less), and just mucking around in general. *grins* Heck, even power-walking from one end of the city to the other wasn't too draining.
I was actually going to write about '500 Days of Summer' in this post, but
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Today, I'm back to reality. You know, exam preparation, the fact that I'm performing tomorrow and have barely practiced all week (hello early morning tomorrow to try to do some last minute prep), the fact that I made a promise to myself last night that I am going to get myself fit. But most of all the fact I can hardly walk because I've been on a walk both last night and this morning. I will force myself tomorrow, although I know it will be *hell*. My arm is also aching, I just have to remind myself it is so I can go on this trip. *grimaces* I'm just a
I'll live.
And here I am again, I'll leave you all with the Disney fan fiction(s) I wrote - using songs as prompts (bah cbf finding the actual instructions for this)
Teddy Geiger – Night Air
Belle had to run. It wasn’t like her, being a bookworm and all, but she just needed to be outside, to feel the chill of the night against her face. Most of all she needed to think. Hard. Clear the confusion in her head. ‘Why him? There is nothing logical about it. But the pull is there.’ She wanted so much to simply run away. What was holding her back? There was nothing for it but to return.
Avenue Q – Purpose
I’m going to set out – find what I was supposed to be! Surely, being a fish sidekick isn’t all I’m cracked up to be. I seem to get a lot of attention, for a little blue and yellow coward of a fish. Maybe I could swim near sharks. Or become a translator for humans and mermaids. Or I could just go back to Ariel. *sigh* Maybe that’s all I’m good for, after all.
Taylor Swift – Our Song
How can I sing without words?
How can I make him see?
How will he know that he’s the one for me?
She doesn’t see
Just how beautiful she is
Even though she doesn’t speak
There’s something about this pond that’s telling me
There’s just one thing I have to do
I’ll just kiss her. That’ll be our song.
Maroon 5 – Harder to Breathe
As she lay in his arms, Cinderella wondered just how she could have fallen for this man. For that is all he is. For all his finery, his servants, his castle, his protection, he is still simply a man. Dazzling her with his beauty. ‘Happily ever after’ all the women say while sighing. Maybe it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Perhaps she just longed for the adventure. The pumpkin. The mice. The glass slipper. ‘Please’ she begs silently. ‘Show this naïve servant girl that there is still someone inside worth my love.’
Britney Spears – Deep in my Heart
True love’s first kiss. So unlike what I dreamt of for 100 years. Trust me, that’s a long time to wonder. For one thing, it was sudden. I had no idea who this, this, prince was. And he waltzes in and tells me that I’m his true love. Apparently, in these woods one kiss equals marriage. Pfft. So what. I can decide who I want to be with. Then you tell me that you’ve watched me for a while, trying to pluck up the courage to wake me up. Fearing this reaction. Well, I guess that counts for something. But now that I’m awake, give me some time to get to know you. It seems you’re ahead of me in that respect.
Matchbox 20 – Bent
It’s enough to drive anyone mad. Seriously, living in a house with 6 other dwarves is no picnic. Especially ones that sneeze, are fiendishly bouncy, fall asleep at the most inopportune times, blush at the drop of a hat, are bossy and just walk around in a daze all the time! Not to mention with no cooking skills. Hmmph! It’s the very definition of dysfunctional. Then *she* came. I don’t know what came over me. It was too much. I didn’t know myself after a while. I think I need a new name.
McFly – Five Colours in Her Hair
‘Nala! Hurry up! What on earth are you doing?’ Simba is running in circles, impatiently waiting for her to emerge from their cave. ‘Come on!’
‘I’m coming, I’m coming. Settle down.’ As Nala ran out, Simba took one look at her and jumped a mile into the air. ‘What?’ Nala demanded.
‘Uhh… Have you been down to the waterhole today?’
‘No. Is there something wrong with how I look?’
‘It’s just, you look like’ *pause* ‘Zazu’.
Hope they aren't too boring/poorly written.
Rdm