they are false and brief advertisements...

music:false advertising-bright eyes
mood:-____- (haha)


On a string, I was held
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above
So I swing and I sway
Wave my hand, kick my leg
And it is always right with the music
--they are brief and false advertisements for...
know what. conor oberst is wonderful.


risque
in short, we got owned. pwned, whatever. i mean seriously, double pirouettes and semi-tight choreography can only get you somewhere in the mean, free-stylin' alleys of hiphop. oh wells. at least we were 2nd/3rd. out of three groups. sooo im figuring, last. at least we had fun.


hallmark
call me a sucker for fluff, but you can't deny the mushy cliches that keep playing. this time, i caught "love comes softly". okay. so i only watched the last quarter of the show. but it was good. my favourite part,
"love isn't always fireworks. love sometimes just comes softly."
(disclaimer:don't quote me on this, i don't quote well myself.)
and i don't really want to watch the first 3 quarters. SPOILER!


i hate not understanding.