Should I write something? Do you guys want me to write something? I mean honestly. I've got nothing to write about. I might as well just write about bs because I personally have nothing to say. Other than the same old shit I always say. Something like this:
OMG! I love Ricky Wilson, Franz Ferdinand is fuckin' fantastic, I never get to see bands in concert because life is lame like that, I'm bored, my life is boring, music is d'awsome, Mr. Fore sucks a big one as does math, I love the British.
There. Mayhaps I'll post some lyrics instead. They should be vaguely entertaining. At least more entertaining than what I have to say.
(Oh how I hate hormones. Oh how hormones hate me. Once a month I become an evil rampaging bitch. Oh how I hate hormones. No I do not like them at t'all.)

Not Suprised (by that band I really like from Leeds. Who just won some awards.)
Hey, I'm back again
Did I see you in the park?
But the evening came
And I lost you in the dark

Passed the village green
Where you were crouching by the bins
You were on your own
And hanging by the swings

And I was surprised
Now I'm not surprised
That you changed your mind
And you tried to hide (x2)

And I don't feel comfortable talking
To anybody except you
I don't feel comfortable talking
To anybody else

Hey, I'm back again
Was the world too small for you?
You were gone a year
And you'd done everything to do

It's a sad affair
Because nobody ever wins
Down the fire escape
I'll meet you by the bins

And I was surprised
Now I'm not surprised
That you changed your mind
And you tried to hide (x2)

And I don't feel comfortable talking
To anybody except you
I don't feel comfortable talking
To anybody else

And so far it's been civilised
So far it's been fine
It's just the way it used to be
Remember that you're mine

And I don't feel comfortable talking
To anybody except you
I don't feel comfortable talking
To anybody else (x2)

Think About You (And I Like It) (same guys. I think this is the closest thing to a proper love song they've written. Or at least I like it tons.)
Hold me down I'm so excited
Feeling good but slightly frightened too
I feel it in my blood and I like it
I think about you, oh when I'm leaving
Hold me back I'm so exhausted
Never happened like we reported to
It scares me half to death and I like it
I think about you, oh and I'm leaving town

I think about you and I think about leaving
I think about you before I think about breathing
I think about you when I think about leaving
I think about you...

Oh my God, I can't believe it
They're still waiting to recieve it now
I take you in my arms and I like it
I think about you, oh when I'm leaving home

I think about you and I think about leaving
I think about you before I think about breathing
I think about you when I think about leaving
I think about you...

To The End (Blur. Totally antithesis of Till the Cows Come Home. Well I think so. Tis pretty, Damon is wonderful.)
All those dirty words (Jusqu'a la fin)
They make us look so dumb (En plein soleil)
We've been drinking far too much (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us mean what we say (En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

What happened to us? (Jusqu'a la fin)
Soon it will be gone forever (En plein soleil)
Infatuated only with ourselves (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us can think straight anymore. (En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it,
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

When you and I
Collapsed in love
Well, it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end.
(En plein amour)

You and I
Just collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end
(En plein soleil)
(En plein soleil)

Redundant (Green Day. Yes, you've guessed it, I like love songs. Not just the straight forward kind either. Like this one. This isn't straight forward. But I love this song.)
We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller
coaster.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.

Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant, 'cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak.

(one more song okay?)

Crown of Love (The Arcade Fire. F-ing gorgeous.)
They say it fades if you let it,
love was made to forget it.
I carved your name across my eyelids,
you pray for rain I pray for blindness.

If you still want me, please forgive me,
the crown of love is fallen from me.
If you still want me, please forgive me,
because the spark is not within me.

I snuffed it out before my mom walked in my bedroom.

The only thing that you keep changin'
is your name, my love keeps growin'
still the same, just like a cancer,
and you won't give me a straight answer!

If you still want me, please forgive me,
the crown of love has fallen from me.
If you still want me please forgive me
because your hands are not upon me.

I shrugged them off before my mom walked in my bedroom.

The pains of love, and they keep growin',
in my heart there's flowers growin'
on the grave of our old love,
since you gave me a straight answer.

If you still want me, please forgive me,
the crown of love is not upon me
If you still want me, please forgive me,
'cause the spark is not within me.
it's not within me, it's not within me.

You gotta be the one,
you gotta be the way,
your name is the only word that I can say

You gotta be the one,
you gotta be the way,
your name is the only word that I can say!

Only one that I can say!

La la la
La la la