Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Scotland!

Yup, I've fallen helplessly in love with Scotland! Not that I haven't always had a thing for kilts, but after reading Outlander by Diana Gabaldon... Yay! I mean, time-travelling, mid-1700, drama and action, sex, kilts! Yummy!

Basically I guess you can call it housewife porn, but it's bloody brilliant! When it comes to Jamie (James Alexander Malcolm Fraser is his full name, btw), well, how can he not be the wet dream of a thousand woman? Tall, red-headed, blue-eyed, muscles like a bull, stubborn as an ass, magnet for trouble... Well, I'm a bit taken by him, which is of course the idea.

Claire, the heroine, isn't much worse, works/worked as a nurse (hey, that rhymed!) and on several occations stitches Jamie-boy up, not seldom when his injuries are caused by her escape-attempts. It was at least not hard to see she fell in love with him. I can't find tbe quote exactly now, but when she finally amitted, though in a casual manner, loving him, I was verra happy. (Reading Scottish accent for four days almost straight sticks in your bones, ye ken.)

So now I've ordered the five other books in the series and just have to wait. Probably be a month before they gets here... *grumble*

Oh, on another topic, my trip to London next summer have been moved a bit further north, by invitation by Weasley-Detectives! Then we'll go hunting fine Scottish men and drink fine Scottish whisky, by the looks of it. :D

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Just came to think of, Jamie and Claire of course had to consumate their marrige (yeah, they got married out of... Political reasons? Anyway, originally not out of love) which was a pretty nice scene, although long. Well, what I was really going to say, got ridiculusly side-tracked and here I go again so: The first time she orgasmed when sleeping with him he thought he had been hurting her. Ha, shows how enlightened three-and-twenty year old male virgins were in the eighteenth century! XD

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Strange dream

First I was on some sort of school-trip or something to a lake and there was this teacher/army-guy there, who I had sex with. Not complete sure how it happened, but when the sun set and the others were busy grilling or something not far from us he opened his fly and I straddled him.
Suddenly I'm in the middle of the North Pole or something with different people, one of them looking like a cross between the real Draco Malfoy and the one from A Very Potter Musical and we have to take cover in a submarine, but a crazy girl begs us not to do it, because it would be underwater and we could freeze to death.
Then the really strange comes, we found a frozen body, which was me, wearing only a pair of knickers, but I was still me. We concluded I had to be younger, since my tits were smaller and it was supposedly a former version of me, something alike a Ghost of Christmas Past (I don't have a better way of describing it).
Suddenly we are at my Granparents and it's winter and the dead body is at the neighbour-lawn (where I used to live). We tell someone about it and they start digging and exploring and whatnot around it. Then I think I woke up.

On a different note, The Sims 3 was great! Thinking about maybe buying it. As the geek I am, I made a Charlie and when he got angry he looked so cute!

Also planning on buying the book Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, it's a fantasy-thing with time-traveling, Scotland, redheads, kilts, war, romance and mostly takes place in the year 1743, it have to be good! Well, in my opinion it have to be, I'm a sucker for at least five of those things.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Another day

I've been feeling pretty surreal today, in lack of a better word. When waiting on the bus I actually thought "Can't it come soon... If any of this is real, anyway, and I'm not just dreaming."
Got a call half past eight this morning where my friend commanded me to take the nine-bus with her, and I did, but now without a bit more nagging.
E (per sms): Don't go back to sleep!
Me *still laying in bed*: Fuck, you know me too well.
E: So don't go back to sleep! :D

I spent the day bitching about the ditcher to everyone who cared to listen (and some that didn't). I don't usually repeat myself that much, but I'm still pissed off. I also realised the last post is pretty unorganized.
So, on the bus home she called me, cuz I had told her I was meeting someone, but wouldn't say who, which annoyed her (to my guilty pleasure).
E (on phone): So, who did you meet?
Me: Well... I'm on the bus now, but... I screwed up and... Okay, I tried kissing him.
E: But who was it?
Me: No one... Kinda...
E: Can't you send the name per text?
Me: Ugh... No... Well... Bye...

And more sms followed:
E: Albert? :o
Me: Congrats...
E: I know you too well.
Me *giggling*: Hehe, my wife :*
E: Take Joachim, he wants you ;)
Me: At least I can trust him (I hope).
E (about Albert): You've talked about him all day. Pretty obvious that it was him you made a pass at xD
Me: All day?! Two times is not all day!

When I got home now, I was hoping to go out and read in the sunshine, just me and Mr. Holmes, but oh no. Stupid clouds.

I know this too is messy, but that's how my head is now. Just want to crawl into a black hole and die. At least sleep. Did I mention I've started chatting with a third guy online? This one actually seems to want to know me... Well, time will tell.

And I think I've removed all doubts about my sanity now. It's long gone!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

I'm really, really, really pissed off now! Went to meet a guy (a new guy). First I was in the city, then he asked me (per SMS) if I could go home and change cuz I told him I was wearing rags (more or less) and I obey. When I finally found him we talk for two seconds or something cuz he was busy on the phone and he said he had to go and change car with someone, "it won't take more that eight minutes."
Eight minutes my arse! After twenty I sent a text asking when he was coming and got no answer. After twenty-five I tried calling and he didn't pick up. After thirty I told him if I didn't hear from him in two minutes I'll leave. 
Didn't hear anything and just caught the bus back home. I've used about 12 ₤ back and fourth and only half of it was necessary!
He just stood me up after knowing me face to face for two minutes! Is it possible to have so fucking little respect for other people? Bastard!
Talking about money and clothes, the jeans I bought, and wore when I met him was only 20 ₤ and from the children section. When I saw them I was like "no way they are gonna fit me!" Had to try anyway and as they were pretty cool I bought them! 
And the 'rags' I mentioned earlier: Old jeans, at least three years and worn! Too big now, but comfy. T-shirt ditto, and hand-me-down from my friend's cousin or something. Is supposed to be black, but now looks more like dark grey. Don't ask me why I go out in public wearing such things, but I was woken half an hour before the bus left, which I had to take to make it to an appointment.
Feels good to talk(or write) about that bastard, cuz that really what he was, shit-coated bastard with shit-filling! No respect for others time, money or feelings and only interested in sleeping with me.
The last part was okay with me, really, and brings up another quote by phone:
E: So, did you remember the condoms?
Me: I knew there was something I forgot!
E: Well, just to hope he has or no shagging happens.

Bought a book on my first trip over there, A. C. Doyle, The hound of the Baskervilles. Couldn't put it down and walked reading, sat reading on the bus and regret I ever put it down to meet Bastard! 
Honestly, I'm soon going lesbian if I don't meet a guy I can trust! I'm not gonna take being stood up and ditched all the time! (Lame pun intended.)

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Another update from Snore

Yep, that's what my friend call where I live (cuz it rhymes, whee!)... Anyway, pretty uninteresting day, was at home because I woke every five minutes during the night and thus missed a trip to the water park. Wait, that doesn't sound right, but what other word for a bunch of indoor pools? 
I went out for a walk, wearing a brown leather jacket, black boots that reach about halfway up my calves and a long t-shirt. Wasn't cold, actually, but my thighs got pretty pink... Aren't I the smartest! >.<

A small review of the Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian: The movie, that is. I've read the book and the film was... Not a disappointment, they had gotten in more or less everything, which may be why it got kinda messy and hard to keep up with. It lasted for TWO and a HALF hours, I got tired halfway through and saw it in two 'leaps', even then I got worn out. Yes, I got tired, cuz I was trying to keep up while remembering what happened in the book. They tried getting as many characters as possible with, even Reepicheep, the mouse, voiced by Eddie Izzard, which I thought was completely wrong. I imagined the annoyingly brave and full-honoured (okay, that isn't a word, but you get me?) mouse to have a kind of dry and rasping voice, not the fun and Timon-ish they gave him. The entire character was defined by the voice for me and didn't seem like the one in the book.  And the centaurs there were spot on like the ones in HP & OotP movie, not that it matters. 
Did you know that none of the Narnians have blood? I get it, it's a kids' movie!


Hey, Chuck Norris' birthday is today! Yay!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Nothing really...

Was at the mall yesterday. Didn't really need anything, just had to kill some time while waiting for the bus. I came out with three films and three books. It's sale and stuff, do that help?
I've already read one of the book and seen two of the movies. Which relates to only being at home today.
That was the positive, now the negative:
- My step-father wants me to stop smoking because I got a cold, claiming I've been that way ever after I started. The fact that I was sickest somewhere in my two-month "break" didn't seem to bother him.
- My psychiatrist (damn, that's hard to spell!) wants me to cut down on Charlie. Yeah, that sounded weird, but I'm PP! (Positively Pathetic.) I have more chance on cutting out smoking, eating and breathing at the same time than draw myself out of the fantasies.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Babbling, bumbling band of baboons!

Yay for random title!

So, over at deviantArt (my life!) it's a virus going on. It's putting links to fake login-pages and steals IDs just to be bastardist. Pointless of people to use time on developing those things. Anyway, many peoples warn about it in their journals, and one of these made me sit and laugh, almost crying 'til my stomach hurt. The reason: First she warned everybody about not clicking any links, and a couple of lines below she placed a link! (To a news site at dA, but still...) It seemed a bit... not to well thought about. But I don't blame her or try to make fun of her, I'm as good as in love with her.... Okay, that sounded wrong and pathetic, forget it. Well, I admire her works, just so you know!

And in my real life: Not much going on, besides that I'm doing an excellent job of flushing it down the toilet... And I've started smoking again!! On a daily base. I'm sorry, but I'm addicted. Which is really sad.
And me friend here read last post out loud for me and when she got to "snotty brat" we got like "Yeah... What part of Ireland did you say you were from?". She suddenly outdid herself on the Irish accent. Where she have got it from, none of us understand, but it is there! 

And I've finished the Stig Larsson-books. They were... Books. Lisbeth Salander, nice girl, lives her life exactly the way she wants to. Michael Blomkvist, charming guy, works hard and do as he wants to. Monica Figuerola, nice as a cop, okay as a person, hate her as a woman. When she and Michael slept together, oh it made me so mad I hardly managed to read on! What do they have in common? He don't fit with her at all! I'm not saying he should have ended up with Lisbeth, or Erica Berger for that matter. He could have gone on as a bachelor, seeing a girl every now and then.

But, quote:
Erica Berger: I'm happy.
Michael Blomkvist: And I'm going to the bathroom.
Random and nice, the way I like it!

Friday, January 2, 2009

Emotional? Me? Not at all...

Take a look at this painting. Happy, right? Not for me, the first thing I thought about is that one of them is dead. Time to see other people? Think so... And I have some juicy details waiting for me. *Insert wicked laughter*

If you have been stupid enough to read Twilight, or at least parts of it:
That belongs to ElectrikPinkPirate, who simply rocks! Twilight doesn't, it's any bad teen-movie made into a book with bad grammar and some action to make up for the sappiness.
The whole time at the end I was like: Go monkey-ass cliché and have a Romeo and Juliet-ending where she dies, it would be a small victory for the feminists! Instead Edwart (pun intended) comes swooping down from the sky and saves the helpless damsel in distress. *Face -> brick-wall!* 

And the thing that annoys me the most? The grammar! For the love of ice-cream, after punctuation it's capital letter! My old English teacher as good as decapitated us if we forgot something so basic, but here we got a dudette with a bunch of education who still haven't learned it. She should ask for her study money back...
Okay, maybe I'm over-acting now... I'm comparing her to other writers like Rowling and Paulo Coelho, maybe it isn't fair.

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Now I'm definitely crying, just found out John Travolta's son, Jett died Friday. Sure, I didn't really know who he even was, but when a boy the same age as me dies in his own home, I get... Almost angry, why do bad things have to happen to young people?
Oh right, life's bloody unfair!! 

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More fun Copy-pasting! Poking a bit, no, A LOT fun at Edwart.

Why Jacob Black is better than Edward Cullen 

1. He's tall, dark and handsome. (What girl could ask for more)
2. He'll act as your very own hot water bottle. ( XD )
3. He's friendly, funny and charming. (Not to mention he actually has a sense of humour unlike someone we all know.....*cough* Edward *cough*)
4. He's always willing, more than willing to give hugs etc spontaneously.
5. He wont try to suck your blood. ( Thats a definate plus if I'm correct :P )
6. You can have a boyfriend and a pet at the same time. ( XD )
7. You get to do exciting things with him, like riding motorbikes and cliff diving. (This was Jacob, right? Not Sirius?)
8. He doesnt have a pole shoved up his ass. ( XD again.)
9. Bad boy. (speaks for itself in more ways than one. :P )
10. He'll protect you and love you forever, guaranteeing to put a smile on your face every day.
12. He's your own personal sun and sounds like (dare I say it) a great kisser!
14. he's hot (literally)
15. he doesn't say all that frufru, 10-paragraphs-long crap that Edward does. I mean, nobody talks like that in real life!!! It's disgusting
16. He makes Bella happy in a non-creepy/non-hero-worship kind of way!
17. His smile must be infectious.
18. Being with him would be normal, not every moment an "I love you so so so much that it hurts me." (Hear, hear!)
19. He doesn't have dangerous vampire people lurking around, so you're not exposed to people who want to eat you.
20. he'll kick ass to win your heart.
21. he's young, and probably good in bed.
22. How about, HE JUST IS! (XD)
23. He's just so amazingly loveable. period. I am WISHING there is a guy somewhere like good ol' Jacob... sigh...
24. He has the power to lead a pack. Edward has to answer to Carlisle! 
25. He is the fun spontaneous werewolf (!!) ready to run the world for you!
Edward is a overprotecting primadonna... >< class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Thank God!)
28. he eats human food.
29. you don't have to give up your humanity for him.
30. if you have a mishap and get pregnant you wont die.
31. (this is slightly innapropriate) he is most likely better endowed than Edward is.
32.He's not a prude (Hello 110 year old virgin? That's not virtue that's being a prude. Big time!)
33. He's not obssessively controlling. *cough* Edward *cough*
34. Therefore, if you do anything against his wishes, you don't have to always be cringing and nervous about facing his angry, moody silences afterwards.
35. You could of had a normal kid with him instead of a hybrid that grows at an alarming rate and eats her way out of your body.
36. You can have normal conversations instead only "I love you"s and "Don't leave me"s and "Make me a VAMPIRE!!!"s.
37. You don't need to pay big bucks for a mechanic.
38. Doesn't need vampire traits like *cough* Edward*cough* to be attractive. He was likeable before he became supernatural.
39. Hugging him is not like hugging a wall of cement.
40. He can make you laugh. Seriously. Once you get older and all that lovey dovey stuff begins to wear off, humor is what can keep people together.
41. HES MOSTLY HUMAN!
42. He can actually age so you dont have to become a werewolf to love him.
43. He won't force you to marry him *cough, cough* Edward *cough*
44. He's so... WOWZERZ
45. He's got colour (Edward's an oversized chunk of chalk.)
46. He's YAYAYAYAY (Edward's too emo)
47. He's not a refridgerator! (Edward's a chunk of ice)
48 and 49. He's not a dead corpse (Edward is... well... a boring guy)
50. Since when did Edward make Bella laugh? GEEZ!
51. He has long hair that you can put your fingers through. (Mmm...)
52. He's fun! (What do you do with Edward, sit there and be mushy gushy THE WHOLE TIME! That's cool for a little while, but seriously, GET A LIFE! Oh, wait, Edward's dead-ish he can't have a life.)
53. HE'S ACTUALLY ALIVE!
54. Not a freakin old man.
55. He's a werewolf
56. he doesnt talk like he's in shakespeare
57. hes not a tool (sorry edward fans) who worships your every move.
58. you could sleep with him WITHOUT destroying the bed. (But if he did, I mean, that would be a helluva shag!)
59. you dont have to go thru burning in firie pain to be with him and have his baby
60. he'll care for u but make u laugh.
61. He's not afraid to get dirty!!! 
62. He doesn't eat raw animals ( "Sorry Bella, I have deer blood breath!" "Why, its okay Edward Dear!!!")
63. He wouldn't let his wife name their child Renesme!!! ("Oh, what to name the poor child? Lets mash together the names of our mother-figures, that have to work!" >.>)
64. You cant really break him, you can hurt him, but he heals super fast!!!
65. He's flamboyant and a walking ball of sunshine
66. He's got abbs, very nice abbs. (*Drool.*)
67. he smiles a lot. :D (*Drool more.*)
68. Real men don't sparkle!
69. HE NEVER GAVE UP!
70. You wouldn't have to give up living for him.
71. He's warm! Who wants to hug a block of ice all the time?

And now the movie: Why do all the promo pics look so badly photoshopped? Annoying, annoying!
Why is everyone so turned on by Robert Pattinson? I actually find him to be kinda plain-looking, just average. The one everyone should be drooling over is Cam Gigandet, the guy who plays James. 
Time to put up a list of his awesomeness:
1. Ponytail! And rocking it. Too bad Rowling's being a bitch, he would make the perfect Bill, but since he's American it can't be done.  Anyway, I love men who looks good with long hair so now I'm gonna drag my friend with me to the movie theatre!!
2. Eyes! Click on it so it gets big and look!  Those are expressive! And red, kinda cool that too ;) This isn't just true in Twilight, check this!
3. Bad boy! The goody-two-shoes gets incredibly boring fast, too bad it's his face that's in focus there. Another one, the only reason you may say I kinda want to be in Bella's shoes.
4. Body! Excuse me while I pick up my jaw from the floor.
5. Smile! This made me go "Aah!" :D This made me smile myself.
6. Humour! He doesn't seem take himself too serious. God, I love that interview! And the snarl.

Do I have to say any more? Yeah, I do, but it's about something a bit beside him (literally).
 Good pic of his gang... Now, I don't call that olive coloured, I call it black! And why is the entire fucking movie business unable to make red hair?!?







Monday, December 22, 2008

Getting closer...

It's been a strange day...
First I didn't sleep all night, but sat in front of the screen (Curse you, Weasleys!) and read a bit of Twilight. And now I want to kill both Bella Swann and Stephanie Meyers! One time I actually stopped reading and shook the book. (I almost wrote shot, that may have been better.) And one BIG plot-hole: one of the first things she establishes is that her mother thinks she was born a 35-year-old and keeps getting more and more middle-aged for each year, still she's prototype awkward, used-to be-unpopular 16-year-old!! 
Plus, she needs to calm down and get a good fuck so she can stop drooling over Edward's muscles! Apparently they were perfect and visible through his turtle-neck sweater. HELLO?? Turtle-neck? Turtle-neck? Turtle-neck? Why? Was it laundry day so he didn't have anything else?
20 pages, or at least 15, were devoted to how amazing he was and how she was worried about him and how she got exited about seeing him. Crush, much? She 'admitted' it in the end, but she said she loved him. They barely know each other and she had used 2 months to realise he was more than a pretty face, he had a smokin' body to!!! GOD!
I actually want to read it one more time (if I get through it once) just to scribble over all the grammar that could have been better with a red pen. Stephanie, please read through what you write!


Anyway, this day: Got to school to do some caroling and hear some speeches, got some candy and took the bus to visit a sick friend with some other friends.
Home, a couple of hours later than planned I took a walk to get something out of the last daylight. Don't remember much of it, listened to music and day-dreamt.
When I got home after an hour, around half past three I took a banana, hadn't eaten any real food since breakfast.
The cat got company on her pillow on the couch and I slept an hour there with a furry blanket over me before stumbling down to my own bed, not bothering to get undressed and woke up around nine.
Then I watched a film (Schwarzenegger, yay!) and ate dinner, talked a little and ended up here again.

Now I'm going to bed, have to to try to get up tomorrow too... It's getting really close to Christmas!

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Some music (cuz it's essential for survival!)

First, I know it's a fan-video, but I like it really, really, really, really much:




And now: If you don't even get slightly moved by this, go look for your heart!


That end... :'(  *imitates Timon and Pumbaa* WUOOAAH! 
Actually the whole thing is :'(

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Just got home from shopping. Not sure if it was real or just a weird dream. 
Why? It started by the gas being unbelievingly cheap (9 kr, vs usual 11-12!). The we got to the mall it was almost impossible to find a parking spot and we didn't understand why!
Then we got inside and all around, in the stairs and everything people was standing and watching something down in the middle (it's a kind of open-thingy solution so you can look down on the first floor from both 2nd and 3rd.) Then a voice announces, almost making me deaf, that it's a Madcon-concert there. That explains it! 

So I got a picture when I sat down beside a chair and looked through the glass in the fence.


Be jealous, be very jealous. Just kidding!

Bad quality, I know, my phone isn't made to take good photos when I zoom.

It was cool, but I didn't bother to listen to more than the last song, Liar.

Did you think that was all? Nope, I got another chance to doubt my sanity:
*Guy runs up stairs*
Me thinking (yeah, it does happen): Was that Thomas Numme? No, my eyes are fooling me. Or was it? 
My mother (apparently reading my mind): Yes...
Me: Okay, fine, I was starting to worry. *starts to laugh* Yeah... No, really...
My mother: I can never remember who is who of Thomas and Harald.
Me: That was Thomas. *shakes head*
*He keeps going up and down the stair a million times.*
It was just so out of the blue to see him there, but he's just a normal man, so it's not a big deal. 

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More music:



Have to put it up now ;D





Martina McBride + Disney = LURVE!!

Cutie:



And of course:


And it isn't the annoying, high-pitched fjortis-version, it's the real song!!


Did I mention I've bought Twilight? So get ready to hear me complain about everything that's wrong/stupid/illogical. Last time I was shopping (before the power cut) they had all but the first one in English and one of them in Norwegian. So I opened one of them and read a couple of lines. 
First thought: It isn't anything like a perfect face. Beautiful, astonishing, yes, but perfect? Perfect?
Second thought: When did vampires get reflections?!?!?!?!?!
And I found out what bugged me about the promo-poster for the movie: It looks incredible Photshopped! Like the persons have never even been in the same room. Ever!

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Just making this even longer: Dan Radcliffe don't look like himself, and at least not like Harry Potter. In my head he bears a striking resemblance to Michael J. Fox without facial-hair (you can scarcely call it a beard) and with he looks like my father. It's wrong, but I can't help it!! 

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Shake that, iTunes game

The Rules:

Put your itunes on shuffle, generate some answers to the following questions, and play along at home! No cheating!


IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Black velvet - Allanah Myles
(Let's try...)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
City of Blinding Lights - U2

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Don't leave home
( Stay or get the F**k away from me)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Stacey's mom - Fountains of Wayne

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
On the air - Draumir
Translation: Going crazy?

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Moonlight Shadow - Mike Oldfield 

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
So What - Pink

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Everybody's changing - Keane 
(It fits)

WHAT IS 2+2?
Creep - Lambretta

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
I'm With you - Avril Lavign

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
False Alarm - KT Tunstall 

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Psycho - Jamie Meyer


WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
You're the only one - Maria Mena 

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Bette Davis Eyes - Kim Carnes

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Whenever, Whatever - Shakira

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
My Immortal - Evanescence.
( That should have come on the next question.)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Hit 'n' Run - Christian Walz

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
I Love You ALways Forever - Donna Lewis 
(Wait, just have to listen to it!) :dance:

WHAT IS YOU'RE BIGGEST SECRET?
Dragonstea Din Tei - O-Zone


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Walkin' on the sun - Smashmouth

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Down Under - Men at work 

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Lola's theme - Shapeshifters

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Stayce's mom - Bowling for soup.
(I have two versions of the same song)

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
This is the life - Amy MacDonald 
( :dance: again :P )

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
We are - Ana

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Patience - Take that :love: 
(That's.... Weird.)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Once upon a December - Anatasia movie


DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Islands in the Stream - Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton
(Aparently)

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Om - Niklas Strömstedt http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6XccDoRKzI
(If you haven't heard it before, do it now! It have a great feel to it)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Single - Natasha Bedingfield
(Partly true)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Shake that - Scooter
(Fitting)

The one's I put a link on is my favourites, go check them if you haven't heard them!

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I have partly given up reading "A shadow on the glass" by Ian Irvine and gone back to The Shamer Cronicles. No-one have heard of it, but it's great!
I only read the parts with Davin and Nico now, the parts with Dina are a bit slower and not so violent. That sounds weird that I like the parts with violence but it's also more action and a bit of psycologic war-fare.
If anyone's interested, they actually have the books in English on Amazon.com (wrong order, but I'm too lazy to fix it):
2 The Shamer Signet
And I'm not crazy, but I cried when Nico DIDN't die. Happy tears of course, but that is one of the few times I cried over a book.