... Who will check the Time...Control it part, I started work on this Blog from the 28th of August.
If the Post Birthday is to be celebrated, it is on the 17th of October. It took me some time to post as I had big dreams.
Wednesday, August 31
Rainy Day...Stupid Day.
Rain clouds come to play again
A Rainy day, dark gloomy, personified by me.
I love rainy days.
But I hate troubled times.
Sometimes, a glim outlook is not really, trying to be optimistic after something happens which is bad is not really something
I am good at. But, I do really love thinking about it.
Most of the time it was probably real bad being stuck down in a
dungeon. But some days, when there was a bad storm outside, you'd look
out your little window and think, "Boy, I'm glad I'm not out in that."
But what if that window to the world was stolen? What do you do in that? Imagine there is a rain outside? I don't think so.
Troubled times...studies going over my head. Ignoring some stupid stuff that pops up in my brain. Especially when you want
some free periods and your bloody stupid Physics teacher doesn't give it saying "Yooo boyj don't no aaneetheeng aabouut
feejikj{Physics}". Or when you want to know what the dengue fever affect, and a bloody stupid peer shouts "ABHAY YOUR BODY"
in a desperate attempt to piss you off, and your Bio teacher just looks on. These are the moments when you want to shout
out a couple of abuses at the person involved.
I feel life would be better if it had an F1 key, a shortcut to the file you really want--'A dummy's guide to Humanity', that
is if does exist. I meant 'Humanity'. So heck, how can someone guide someone else on something that doesn't exist?
But in this gloom the ray of hope is the lightning that strikes down within a Kilometre of your school. You can still pray
that the next lightning strikes down the school. But make sure you pray to Zeus. The same way, when you are gloomy, the only
way you can jump back is by a Bolt from the Blue. And I have made jumpback pretty well.
A Rainy day, dark gloomy, personified by me.
I love rainy days.
But I hate troubled times.
Sometimes, a glim outlook is not really, trying to be optimistic after something happens which is bad is not really something
I am good at. But, I do really love thinking about it.
Most of the time it was probably real bad being stuck down in a
dungeon. But some days, when there was a bad storm outside, you'd look
out your little window and think, "Boy, I'm glad I'm not out in that."
But what if that window to the world was stolen? What do you do in that? Imagine there is a rain outside? I don't think so.
Troubled times...studies going over my head. Ignoring some stupid stuff that pops up in my brain. Especially when you want
some free periods and your bloody stupid Physics teacher doesn't give it saying "Yooo boyj don't no aaneetheeng aabouut
feejikj{Physics}". Or when you want to know what the dengue fever affect, and a bloody stupid peer shouts "ABHAY YOUR BODY"
in a desperate attempt to piss you off, and your Bio teacher just looks on. These are the moments when you want to shout
out a couple of abuses at the person involved.
I feel life would be better if it had an F1 key, a shortcut to the file you really want--'A dummy's guide to Humanity', that
is if does exist. I meant 'Humanity'. So heck, how can someone guide someone else on something that doesn't exist?
But in this gloom the ray of hope is the lightning that strikes down within a Kilometre of your school. You can still pray
that the next lightning strikes down the school. But make sure you pray to Zeus. The same way, when you are gloomy, the only
way you can jump back is by a Bolt from the Blue. And I have made jumpback pretty well.
Tuesday, August 30
Oh and I forgot, it was this Blog's birthday
Yes, dearest Fealdamar celebrated her birthday on August 28. The Prince celebrated by calling some other person, thinking it was that person's Birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FEALDAMAR!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FEALDAMAR!
School News!
Well, our class teacher, of the really nice, but PERFECT type, set us our Value Education Block Test.
A V.Ed Block? Yes. On what?
That was the question of the hour. We proposed many things: A debate, a quiz etc.
But our Cl.Teech said: "Why don't you boys write about yourselves?
"
Ourselves? Hmmm... thought provoking process. What about ourselves?
When I listen to Evanescence, or go out and see the stars, or read the Universe's Cards, or read John Ronald Reuel Tolkien's Masterpieces, or just simply play Pen & Paper RPGs I feel so... well... Tiny. The Universe { Or Rather Multiverse } is so huge. Our tiny planet Ea{I am using Tolkien's Words} in front of Jupiter itself is teeeny meeny. The Sun Herself is so teeeeeeeennnnyyyyy meeeeeeeny in front of Sirius { Alpha Canis Majoris } or rather Betelgeuse {Alpha Orionis} or even the great Ras Algethi { Alpha Herculis }, who themselves are teeeny meeeny in comparison to Andromeda or Triangulum, who are teeny meeny in comparison to the Local SuperCluster... it is endless, and pointless, this comparison.
What happens when someone close deserts you? Do you remember me ?
What happens when something close gets lost? Lost for so long.
DARN I am getting carried away. Anyway, the class was more like a free-for-all-express-yourself class. There was no limit to the words. So they poured.
Astronomy, Tarot, Books, RPGs, Evanescence...
I see your shadow so I know they're all wrong
Moonlight on the soft brown earth
It leads me to where you lay
They took you away from me but now I'm taking you home
What is this magic conjured by Evanescence?
I will stay forever here with you
My love
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on
Our Cl.Teech said she prizes these and treasure these. One day she will read about an [almost] insane Freak, who loves Physics, but hates his current teacher, loves Maths but hates the current teacher, is lukewarm with Geography, but loves the teacher.
And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the
mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will
pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield
himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the
weakness of his feeble will. --Joseph Glanvill.
I Cannot, for my soul, remember how, when, or even precisely where, I
first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia. Long years have since
elapsed, and my memory is feeble through much suffering. Or, perhaps,
I cannot now bring these points to mind, because, in truth, the
character of my beloved, her rare learning, her singular yet placid
cast of beauty, and the thrilling and enthralling eloquence of her
low musical language, made their way into my heart by paces so
steadily and stealthily progressive that they have been unnoticed and
unknown. Yet I believe that I met her first and most frequently in
some large, old, decaying city near the Rhine. Of her family -- I
have surely heard her speak. That it is of a remotely ancient date
cannot be doubted. Ligeia! Ligeia! in studies of a nature more than
all else adapted to deaden impressions of the outward world, it is by
that sweet word alone -- by Ligeia -- that I bring before mine eyes
in fancy the image of her who is no more. And now, while I write, a
recollection flashes upon me that I have never known the paternal
name of her who was my friend and my betrothed, and who became the
partner of my studies, and finally the wife of my bosom. Was it a
playful charge on the part of my Ligeia? or was it a test of my
strength of affection, that I should institute no inquiries upon this
point? or was it rather a caprice of my own -- a wildly romantic
offering on the shrine of the most passionate devotion? I but
indistinctly recall the fact itself -- what wonder that I have
utterly forgotten the circumstances which originated or attended it?
And, indeed, if ever she, the wan and the misty-winged Ashtophet of
idolatrous Egypt, presided, as they tell, over marriages ill-omened,
then most surely she presided over mine.
------------------------ The Great Edgar Allan Poe.
And after all this I look up at stuff to write about my ambition and think
Ambition is like a frog sitting on a Venus Flytrap. The flytrap can
bite and bite, but it won't bother the frog because it only has little
tiny plant teeth. But some other stuff could happen and it could be
like ambition.
I wanted to write about my ANGER.How those idiots at school behave. How this bloody world behaves. How girls behave.... How it spills over when I can't react the way I want to, as tears, and think: It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at that man.
And scoff it off.
And after this I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.
Well, our class teacher, of the really nice, but PERFECT type, set us our Value Education Block Test.
A V.Ed Block? Yes. On what?
That was the question of the hour. We proposed many things: A debate, a quiz etc.
But our Cl.Teech said: "Why don't you boys write about yourselves?
"
Ourselves? Hmmm... thought provoking process. What about ourselves?
When I listen to Evanescence, or go out and see the stars, or read the Universe's Cards, or read John Ronald Reuel Tolkien's Masterpieces, or just simply play Pen & Paper RPGs I feel so... well... Tiny. The Universe { Or Rather Multiverse } is so huge. Our tiny planet Ea{I am using Tolkien's Words} in front of Jupiter itself is teeeny meeny. The Sun Herself is so teeeeeeeennnnyyyyy meeeeeeeny in front of Sirius { Alpha Canis Majoris } or rather Betelgeuse {Alpha Orionis} or even the great Ras Algethi { Alpha Herculis }, who themselves are teeeny meeeny in comparison to Andromeda or Triangulum, who are teeny meeny in comparison to the Local SuperCluster... it is endless, and pointless, this comparison.
What happens when someone close deserts you? Do you remember me ?
What happens when something close gets lost? Lost for so long.
DARN I am getting carried away. Anyway, the class was more like a free-for-all-express-yourself class. There was no limit to the words. So they poured.
Astronomy, Tarot, Books, RPGs, Evanescence...
I see your shadow so I know they're all wrong
Moonlight on the soft brown earth
It leads me to where you lay
They took you away from me but now I'm taking you home
What is this magic conjured by Evanescence?
I will stay forever here with you
My love
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on
Our Cl.Teech said she prizes these and treasure these. One day she will read about an [almost] insane Freak, who loves Physics, but hates his current teacher, loves Maths but hates the current teacher, is lukewarm with Geography, but loves the teacher.
And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the
mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will
pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield
himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the
weakness of his feeble will. --Joseph Glanvill.
I Cannot, for my soul, remember how, when, or even precisely where, I
first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia. Long years have since
elapsed, and my memory is feeble through much suffering. Or, perhaps,
I cannot now bring these points to mind, because, in truth, the
character of my beloved, her rare learning, her singular yet placid
cast of beauty, and the thrilling and enthralling eloquence of her
low musical language, made their way into my heart by paces so
steadily and stealthily progressive that they have been unnoticed and
unknown. Yet I believe that I met her first and most frequently in
some large, old, decaying city near the Rhine. Of her family -- I
have surely heard her speak. That it is of a remotely ancient date
cannot be doubted. Ligeia! Ligeia! in studies of a nature more than
all else adapted to deaden impressions of the outward world, it is by
that sweet word alone -- by Ligeia -- that I bring before mine eyes
in fancy the image of her who is no more. And now, while I write, a
recollection flashes upon me that I have never known the paternal
name of her who was my friend and my betrothed, and who became the
partner of my studies, and finally the wife of my bosom. Was it a
playful charge on the part of my Ligeia? or was it a test of my
strength of affection, that I should institute no inquiries upon this
point? or was it rather a caprice of my own -- a wildly romantic
offering on the shrine of the most passionate devotion? I but
indistinctly recall the fact itself -- what wonder that I have
utterly forgotten the circumstances which originated or attended it?
And, indeed, if ever she, the wan and the misty-winged Ashtophet of
idolatrous Egypt, presided, as they tell, over marriages ill-omened,
then most surely she presided over mine.
------------------------ The Great Edgar Allan Poe.
And after all this I look up at stuff to write about my ambition and think
Ambition is like a frog sitting on a Venus Flytrap. The flytrap can
bite and bite, but it won't bother the frog because it only has little
tiny plant teeth. But some other stuff could happen and it could be
like ambition.
I wanted to write about my ANGER.How those idiots at school behave. How this bloody world behaves. How girls behave.... How it spills over when I can't react the way I want to, as tears, and think: It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at that man.
And scoff it off.
And after this I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.
Monday, August 29
RPG kills! and r0x0r!
And I am not talking about the weapon.
Yes Role Playing Games do kill. Especially the Massively Multiplayer kind. You've heard about it in the news. A guy died after playing 52 almost nonstop hours of an MMORPG which I will not name here.
So it inflames the question, what is an RPG?
I whipped out an old copy {April 2001} of CGW{Computer Gaming World}.
In his article Flights of Fantasy Shriram Sharma has well quoted It is hard for an RPG to describe his passion. What makes him tick? What drives him to sit out nights {and thursdays for me!} in front of a glaring screen living an alternate life as a druid or an elf?.
Well put as I said. I am a Lover of RPGs. So lets dissect this.
RPG is basically living your life as an Elf or a Teafling. When you go around doing 2d2 damage or 5d6 damage.
RPG games are basically of two Types: D&Ds and non- D&Ds
So what is this great D&D?
Gary Gygax and Tom Reese were its creators.
YES it is Dungeons and Dragons. Evokes nostalgia? To a few people like me yes it does...
To all people who have seen D&D gamers before the advent of the Computer, the picture would be like this:
A group of people sitting together with huge tomes in their hands and with dice rolling one by one while one guy calls out to everyone.
In D&D you created your own fictional character who lived in your imagination and go about with him on adventures created by the Dungeon Master { DM} The guy who controls all the monsters, gives you quests etc. basically God of your D&D.
These RPGs tabletops were called Pen & Paper { P&P} games. The main difference between P&P RPG and computer-generated RPGs is true Non linearity. A computer can never achieve this.
AD&D is Advanced Dungeons and Dragons. It was a huge advancement over its predecessor.
Character attributes like Strength Dexterity, Intelligence etc. were taken into account. Saving Throws { Emergency dice throws by a player irrespective of his/her turn to escape from poisoning, or Liches trying spells on you, or blatant nearsighted Silver Dragons vomiting fire at you} . Every word seen in the RPG Multivere seemed to have its origins in AD&D.
The first attempts at AD&D on the comp. were SSl's Gold Box games. Pool of Radiance and Beholder's Eye were BIG hits.
Baldur's Gate took the gaming world by storm. Excellent character customization, superb graphics made it an amazing hit, which the other two games failed to achieve.
While Tolkienien landscapes and races { Elves, Orcs } etc. are a significant part of this genre, other landscapes have strung up. Wolf's World of Darkness is a dark gothic punk-style RPG.
to be continued....
Yes Role Playing Games do kill. Especially the Massively Multiplayer kind. You've heard about it in the news. A guy died after playing 52 almost nonstop hours of an MMORPG which I will not name here.
So it inflames the question, what is an RPG?
I whipped out an old copy {April 2001} of CGW{Computer Gaming World}.
In his article Flights of Fantasy Shriram Sharma has well quoted It is hard for an RPG to describe his passion. What makes him tick? What drives him to sit out nights {and thursdays for me!} in front of a glaring screen living an alternate life as a druid or an elf?.
Well put as I said. I am a Lover of RPGs. So lets dissect this.
RPG is basically living your life as an Elf or a Teafling. When you go around doing 2d2 damage or 5d6 damage.
RPG games are basically of two Types: D&Ds and non- D&Ds
So what is this great D&D?
Gary Gygax and Tom Reese were its creators.
YES it is Dungeons and Dragons. Evokes nostalgia? To a few people like me yes it does...
To all people who have seen D&D gamers before the advent of the Computer, the picture would be like this:
A group of people sitting together with huge tomes in their hands and with dice rolling one by one while one guy calls out to everyone.
In D&D you created your own fictional character who lived in your imagination and go about with him on adventures created by the Dungeon Master { DM} The guy who controls all the monsters, gives you quests etc. basically God of your D&D.
These RPGs tabletops were called Pen & Paper { P&P} games. The main difference between P&P RPG and computer-generated RPGs is true Non linearity. A computer can never achieve this.
AD&D is Advanced Dungeons and Dragons. It was a huge advancement over its predecessor.
Character attributes like Strength Dexterity, Intelligence etc. were taken into account. Saving Throws { Emergency dice throws by a player irrespective of his/her turn to escape from poisoning, or Liches trying spells on you, or blatant nearsighted Silver Dragons vomiting fire at you} . Every word seen in the RPG Multivere seemed to have its origins in AD&D.
The first attempts at AD&D on the comp. were SSl's Gold Box games. Pool of Radiance and Beholder's Eye were BIG hits.
Baldur's Gate took the gaming world by storm. Excellent character customization, superb graphics made it an amazing hit, which the other two games failed to achieve.
While Tolkienien landscapes and races { Elves, Orcs } etc. are a significant part of this genre, other landscapes have strung up. Wolf's World of Darkness is a dark gothic punk-style RPG.
to be continued....
Sunday, August 28
I am studying, studying studdying....
don't turn away
don't give in to the pain
don't try to hide
though they're screaming your name
don't close your eyes
God knows what lies behind them
don't turn out the light
never sleep never die
Resonating, Exams are ahead. I can't sleep, I can't play a decent game. My Inner Guide, who usually whispers is basically SCREAMING.
And outside influence, viz. Parents, Sisters, Teachers, Peers.
But hell , It will be over in MARCH, Not VERY long is it?
And the teachers are as bad as ever.
Ol' PC { Not the comp.} {As Alarond calls 'er) : {After asking us some questions from some solved papers} "Yooooo Boyij don't no anything And say Mam tha paper waj eejy but i did not get aany markj what do i do mam? And afterwards, talking to a guy in front of me, meaning the whole row, Eef a few monkeyj are removed fdom (from) theej cllaas, it ood { would} be bettar. " And I said to my partner " And if some monkeys are removed from the staff room... this school would ...ahem ahem.. ood prosper"
IP { Not the adress}: "Yooo caam hear {here} I waant yor Maths Book" Pointing at me, and I go up to her with the full exercise finished and she immediately changes her tone " Now hear ij a goooood boy see! He hyas done oall tha sumj"
Bu||$|-||T
And of course Evanescence choir from the same song quoted above Whisper from the album Fallen
servatis a periculum
servatis a maleficum
------Latin: Save us from Danger, Save us from Evil...
don't give in to the pain
don't try to hide
though they're screaming your name
don't close your eyes
God knows what lies behind them
don't turn out the light
never sleep never die
Resonating, Exams are ahead. I can't sleep, I can't play a decent game. My Inner Guide, who usually whispers is basically SCREAMING.
And outside influence, viz. Parents, Sisters, Teachers, Peers.
But hell , It will be over in MARCH, Not VERY long is it?
And the teachers are as bad as ever.
Ol' PC { Not the comp.} {As Alarond calls 'er) : {After asking us some questions from some solved papers} "Yooooo Boyij don't no anything And say Mam tha paper waj eejy but i did not get aany markj what do i do mam? And afterwards, talking to a guy in front of me, meaning the whole row, Eef a few monkeyj are removed fdom (from) theej cllaas, it ood { would} be bettar. " And I said to my partner " And if some monkeys are removed from the staff room... this school would ...ahem ahem.. ood prosper"
IP { Not the adress}: "Yooo caam hear {here} I waant yor Maths Book" Pointing at me, and I go up to her with the full exercise finished and she immediately changes her tone " Now hear ij a goooood boy see! He hyas done oall tha sumj"
Bu||$|-||T
And of course Evanescence choir from the same song quoted above Whisper from the album Fallen
servatis a periculum
servatis a maleficum
------Latin: Save us from Danger, Save us from Evil...
BloodRayne to perform Evanescence's Song
Majesco's 'BloodRayne' Stars in MTV2's New Series 'Video Mods' Premiering Saturday, September 18 at 9:30 P.M. EST; Video Game Vixen to Perform Evanescence's ''Everybody's Fool''
EDISON, N.J.--(BUSINESS WIRE)--Aug. 23, 2004--Video games and music videos unite, as Majesco (OTC BB: MJSH), a leading publisher and distributor of interactive entertainment products, today announced its popular BloodRayne video game character will be featured on a premiere episode of MTV2's new series "Video Mods." Scheduled to air September 18, the episode showcases Evanescence's "Everybody's Fool" video, recreated with characters from Majesco's forthcoming BloodRayne 2 video game sequel.
MTV2's "Video Mods" debuts on September 18 at 9:30 pm EST (6:30 pm PST) and highlights some of today's most popular video game characters as they perform videos by artists of all genres, including Lil' Jon, Black Eyed Peas, New Found Glory and others. Each video will be transformed by adapting the music video to utilize a unique video game environment and feature characters from one or a variety of video games.
"Having BloodRayne as one of the premiere 'performers' in MTV2's 'Video Mods' show is a testament to her popularity and appeal," said Ken Gold, vice president of Marketing, Majesco. "We are thrilled to see BloodRayne star in a music video and we applaud MTV2's creative blending of entertainment mediums and properties."
HAHAHA "Look, here she comes now/ bow down and stare in wonder/ Oh how we love you!!!!
EDISON, N.J.--(BUSINESS WIRE)--Aug. 23, 2004--Video games and music videos unite, as Majesco (OTC BB: MJSH), a leading publisher and distributor of interactive entertainment products, today announced its popular BloodRayne video game character will be featured on a premiere episode of MTV2's new series "Video Mods." Scheduled to air September 18, the episode showcases Evanescence's "Everybody's Fool" video, recreated with characters from Majesco's forthcoming BloodRayne 2 video game sequel.
MTV2's "Video Mods" debuts on September 18 at 9:30 pm EST (6:30 pm PST) and highlights some of today's most popular video game characters as they perform videos by artists of all genres, including Lil' Jon, Black Eyed Peas, New Found Glory and others. Each video will be transformed by adapting the music video to utilize a unique video game environment and feature characters from one or a variety of video games.
"Having BloodRayne as one of the premiere 'performers' in MTV2's 'Video Mods' show is a testament to her popularity and appeal," said Ken Gold, vice president of Marketing, Majesco. "We are thrilled to see BloodRayne star in a music video and we applaud MTV2's creative blending of entertainment mediums and properties."
HAHAHA "Look, here she comes now/ bow down and stare in wonder/ Oh how we love you!!!!
Mars Roverz back in action
What do the two Dust Devils in the background remind you of?
Tornadoes? YES
Dust Devils are seasonal occurance in Mars, and this picture has been shot by SPIRIT! Yes, going strong 500 Martian Days {Sols} after its projected expiry date. It has climbed to the top of Husband Hill where it shot this extraordinary image of Gusev Crater. Across the impact basin the rover spotted large sand drifts and active, seasonal dust devils.
Spirit will continue to explore the landscape driving only every other sol. The next step, according to the rover scientists, is to survey the area for a safe route back down the hill. But for the moment, the intrepid rover can savor the majestic view — and keep an eye out for the next challenge that awaits.
Wednesday, August 24
Our Galaxy is a barred spiral?
When astronomers try to determine the shape of our galaxy, they don't see a giant spiral disk elegantly wrapping its arms around a central glowing bulge — they just see lots of stars in all directions. Given our less-than-advantageous location within the galactic disk, the only way to derive the galaxy's shape is to reconstruct the Milky Way from the inside out.
Astronomers have previously noted that the mass of stars near the galactic center appear fatter on the northernmost side. Observations have since concluded that our galaxy has a central bar. Following a recent examination of our galaxy's interior, it seems that the Milky Way's backbone is longer than we thought.
Read more at Elos
Astronomers have previously noted that the mass of stars near the galactic center appear fatter on the northernmost side. Observations have since concluded that our galaxy has a central bar. Following a recent examination of our galaxy's interior, it seems that the Milky Way's backbone is longer than we thought.
Read more at Elos
LYRICS!
If I say that I am a great Evanescence fanatic, and I don't give you lyrics what am I?
Here are four of Evanescence's greatest hits IN ORDER
Going Under
Now I will tell you what I've done for you
50 thousand tears I've cried
Screaming Deceiving and Bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me
(Going under...)
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again
I'm going under
Drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under
Blurring and Stirring the truth and the lies
So I don't know what's real and what's not
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again
I'm going under
Drowing in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
So go on and scream
Scream at me I'm so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe I can't keep going under
Bring Me To Life
how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead
all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)
Everybody's Fool
Perfect by nature, icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world.
That never was and never will be
Have you no shame, don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled.
Look here she comes now -
Bow down and stare in wonder.
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she -
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
Without the mask
Where will you hide?
Can't find yourself,
Lost in your lies.
I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore.
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
Never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
And somehow now you're everybody's fool.
My Immortal
i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now i'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
Here are four of Evanescence's greatest hits IN ORDER
Going Under
Now I will tell you what I've done for you
50 thousand tears I've cried
Screaming Deceiving and Bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me
(Going under...)
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again
I'm going under
Drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under
Blurring and Stirring the truth and the lies
So I don't know what's real and what's not
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again
I'm going under
Drowing in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
So go on and scream
Scream at me I'm so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe I can't keep going under
Bring Me To Life
how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead
all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)
Everybody's Fool
Perfect by nature, icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world.
That never was and never will be
Have you no shame, don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled.
Look here she comes now -
Bow down and stare in wonder.
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she -
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
Without the mask
Where will you hide?
Can't find yourself,
Lost in your lies.
I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore.
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
Never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
And somehow now you're everybody's fool.
My Immortal
i'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and if you have to leave
i wish that you would just leave
because your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now i'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
i've been alone all along
when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
Monday, August 22
F1 is good
Have I told you guys Im a great fan of F1 since Mika Hakkinen. And you guesses it I am a great McLaren fan.
And of course Kimi's win in the Turkey Grand Prix has made me go crazy!
And of course Kimi's win in the Turkey Grand Prix has made me go crazy!
A trip to Nik Nish
One dumb place....
Y'know it sometimes happens that you overestimate something and you know what happens when you are face to face with your estimation. It happened with me the second time{The first time, it was with our Maths teech a PhD, so you expect a lot, now I know its bad to expect a lot especially form a Maths teech}.
So I had overestimated the whole of Nik Nish. I had just been there once before, (without any expectation) and just seen the shades it had to offer.
We entered it, and I could've sworn outright that the city outside was noise-pollution-wise very quiet. 5 minutes went past before my Elven ears could adjust. When they did, I saw the girly items before me and started wondering how I turned up there... A few girls (I faintly thought they were from my school college, which explained why they looked familiar) started giggling (I don't know why girls always do it so heck). I turned at ran.
1st floor
"Aha!" I thought stationery, something boyish and good. I went to the stationery section, nothing but scissors and sello tape
I was getting madder every second
to be continued
Y'know it sometimes happens that you overestimate something and you know what happens when you are face to face with your estimation. It happened with me the second time{The first time, it was with our Maths teech a PhD, so you expect a lot, now I know its bad to expect a lot especially form a Maths teech}.
So I had overestimated the whole of Nik Nish. I had just been there once before, (without any expectation) and just seen the shades it had to offer.
We entered it, and I could've sworn outright that the city outside was noise-pollution-wise very quiet. 5 minutes went past before my Elven ears could adjust. When they did, I saw the girly items before me and started wondering how I turned up there... A few girls (I faintly thought they were from my school college, which explained why they looked familiar) started giggling (I don't know why girls always do it so heck). I turned at ran.
1st floor
"Aha!" I thought stationery, something boyish and good. I went to the stationery section, nothing but scissors and sello tape
I was getting madder every second
to be continued
Wednesday, August 17
I was sick, now I am bored
My favourite saying: I am bored.
Even though my Blog was transmitted to space before the Mars Orbitter was launched: precicely 60 seconds before, telling some planets in a 11160000 mile span.
Trying to bother my enemy Aruni's B'Day
Reading Terry Pratchett's Death Trilogy : "OH BUGGER"
Eating 3 bars of Bournville : I am addicted to this particular one.
Listening and listening to Evanescence
Downloading Torrents
Getting sick
Even though my Blog was transmitted to space before the Mars Orbitter was launched: precicely 60 seconds before, telling some planets in a 11160000 mile span.
Trying to bother my enemy Aruni's B'Day
Reading Terry Pratchett's Death Trilogy : "OH BUGGER"
Eating 3 bars of Bournville : I am addicted to this particular one.
Listening and listening to Evanescence
Downloading Torrents
Getting sick
Monday, August 1
This Blog's going to Space
Yep! By Blogs in space, I am currently transmitting whatever I post to Space! Isn't that cool? See the flash badge below with the UFO. Move your mouse a little mickeys inside the Box, see what happens!
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Bloggers who use this site are urged to keep their blogs devoid of any language, comments or content that might offend, taunt or provoke alien life forms in any way. Let's not start an intergalactic war :)
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