Wednesday, September 30, 2009

You're making me breathe, harder than I can believe.

September Thirtieth Oh Nine.


Day two of my blog?
I'm proud of you if you made it this far.

Today, my friend informed me that a girl had just pointed at me and called me a fag.
I didn't even know the girl, so I was really confused.
she just didn't like me, and she judged me because of her first impression.
I don't understand how people judge; I've never really been a judging person.
she apparently said something worse about my boyfriend.
he's pretty mad.

I don't know how she can judge like that.
I personally wouldn't be able to do it.
when I meet someone, and talk to them.
I get to know them... not think about how much of a loser they may be.
it's kinda shallow how people can judge others on what they know after 5 seconds of knowing them.
I like making friends, and I don't understand how people who judge have any.
if they only want to be friends with people whom they think it's 'acceptable' for them to be around... I'm not sure many people would *want* to be friends with them.
I know that I wouldn't.

hm.
something else interesting happen today?
not really.
it was cold.
and rained a little.
but the trees look pretty :)

- christinaleighforbes.




Lyrics of the day.




It's hard to see you when your shrouded by smoke,
When I'm at the country fair,
With the night time sky,
Blowing through your hair.
I'm trying and I'm trying to keep my composure,
But I better hurry up, because your coming closer.
Girl your making me breathe, harder than I can believe.

You took one step, two step, three closer to me;
And I'm shakin' like a leaf on a maple tree.
I wipe the sweat off my brow, gotta straighten up;
Gotta catch my breath, gotta loosen up for you,
For you,
For you,
For you,
For you.

We can ride the Ferris wheel
And touch the stars;
And bump into each other on bumper cars.
The night is young,
And so are we,
We'll be seventeen forever 'till were '93.
We can last forever, we can last a lifetime;
Just me and you

You took one step, two step, three closer to me;
And I'm shakin' like a leaf on a maple tree.
I wipe the sweat off my brow, gotta straighten up;
Gotta catch my breath, gotta loosen up for you,
For you,
For you,
For you,
For you.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

If my heart was a house, you'd be home

September Twenty-Ninth Oh Nine.


THIS IS THE RECOMMENCEMENT OF THIS BLOG.
I made it in like, March.
and I forgot about it/it had things in it that are irrelevant to life nowadays.

SO. I'm restarting.

Welcome to Bright Are The Stars.
if you didn't know, I got that from the song "And I love Her" by The Beatles :)

I'm not going to start into all the bands I like, considering this is my first post.

I play guitar.
ukulele.
bass.
keyboard.
harmonica.
melodica.
and I think that's it? (:

I'm taking vocal lessons.
because I fail at singing.
:)
I'm getting better.

My favourite colour is green.
I'm clingy as hell.
I never shut up.
I'm shy if I don't know you.
but when I do,
I'm freaking annoying.
I hate every bit of it.
but I love how original it makes me.
so give me a chance?

I love every person who reads this :3.



- christinaleighforbes.




Lyrics of the day.



You're the sky that I fell through, and
I remember the view whenever I'm holding you.
The sun hung from a string,
Looking down on the world as it warmed over everything.

Chills run down my spine,
As our fingers entwine,
And your sides harmonize with mine.
Unmistakably, I can still feel your heart beat fast when you dance with me.

We got older and I should have known. [do you feel alive?]
That I'd feel colder when I walk alone. [oh but you'll survive.]
So I may as well ditch my dismay.
[bombs away.] [bombs away.]

Circle me and the needle moves gracefully.
Back and forth.
If my heart was a compass, you'd be North.
Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall.
Wherever you go,
If my heart was a house, you'd be home.

It makes me smile because you said it best.
I would clearly feel blessed if the sun rose up from the west.
Flower bomb perfume.
All my clothes smell like you cause your favorite shade is navy blue.

I walk slowly when I'm on my own. [do you feel alive?]
Yeah but frankly I still feel alone. [oh, but you'll survive]
So I may as well ditch my dismay.
[bombs away] [bombs away]

Circle me and the needle moves gracefully.
Back and forth.
If my heart was a compass, you'd be North.
Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall.
Wherever you go,
If my heart was a house, you'd be home.

If my heart was a house, you'd be home