BORED?

wooohoo! bitching worked! *opens package*

My goodness, these are beautiful!

I'm a tetrisholic

April is the cruelest month

I like tetris too. My grandparents have it. I used to have it, but when i got a new computer, it wasnt htere. Its ok, it got to where i had tetris daydreams. "lets see, if i move that one here, and that one there,..." all in my head

I like tetris too. My grandparents have it. I used to have it, but when i got a new computer, it wasnt htere. Its ok, it got to where i had tetris daydreams. "lets see, if i move that one here, and that one there,..." all in my head

I don`t like my teachers...

*sings*

are you ready, Steve?
-aha!
Andy?
-yeah!
Mick?
-ok!

all right fellas! let's gooo!

Now I have piano exam.


and... fuck Franco, fuck Hitler, fuck Mussolini, fuck Stalin, fuck Castro...

(i'm sutdying history for the incoming exam tomorrow)

Im supposed to read to the biology test i have tomorrow....

DWF - spooky, I was listening to that track last night! Always loved The Sweet.

The Sweet rocks!!:)

Lets be oblong and have our knees removed.
Or we could move to Zanzibar and begin taking opium rectaly.

o....k. lol

if several QZ'ers chipped in, would they afford to live next to Brian?

David Bowie - Queen Bitch

I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
He's down on the street
And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo
Oh, my heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all time low
'Cause she's hoping to score
So I can't see her letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it
Then she can do it, she don't make false claims
But she's a Queen, and such are queens
That your laughter is sucked in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Yes she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

So I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
Oh the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
But he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, Why didn't I say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

I love this song :)