Could never get the hang of Thursdays...

[candyland]

Curse Music History and Lit tests for taking up all my valuable internet time with such a thing as studying!! *shakes angry fist at the sky* EVIL, I TELLS YA!!

But honestly, I think I did pretty well on it. I'm pretty sure I did well on the short answer/essay part--though I actually told Prof that the answers were gradually getting shorter and the handwriting gradually getting messier because my hand was cramping up something awful. I think I did sufficiently well on the terminology, and Prof gets the prize for having a slew of extra credit questions, some of which I knew the answers to!! The composer and listening parts...meh, I always have problems with those. Oh well.

An hour later, I regained feeling in my right hand *laugh*

The rest of the day's been pretty easy going. I was wearing new clothes, so I felt pretty =P And it rained all day! FULL-BLOWN STORMS!! THUNDER LIGHTNING RAIN LOTS OF RAIN!!! *points to self* This is Candy-chan's Happy Face :D I love storms. They really relax me, it's like music or a lullaby. Jewelsy and Steve and I got Chinese for dinner. That will also brighten one's day, I guarantee ^_^

I would also like to announce that magic_truth is copious amounts of LOVE, for she has blessed me with fangirling. *huggles Conan Movie 4* Should probably post random convo snippets. Particularly the tabloid one. That was fun ^__^

I got the first season of Teen Titans on DVD. I'm officially hooked *sits back and waits patiently for season two* *is also waiting for Danny Phantom to hit DVD for purchasing purposes*

Recently, I picked up the soundtrack for the musical stage show of The Full Monty. There's some stuff in there that's funny ("Man" equals laughter!), some that's weird, some that's sweet, and some that's sort of offensive. But there's one song that I'm still torn about. I can't decide it it's funny or frightening. Here are the lyrics, I'll leave it to y'all to make the call. Warning for mentions of suicide O_O



Let's find a rock
I mean a big-ass rock
Or maybe something like
A cinder block is better
I'll hoist it up
And drop it on your face, my buddy

And just before the lights go out
You'll see my smile and you'll know
You've got a friend
With a rock
Who cares
I mean a big-ass rock

Or rope
I got some quality rope
Made for a man who's devoid of hope
Like you are, my buddy
Michael -

Unh, that's Malcolm.

Yeah, Malcolm. Right!

And I won't leave you swinging there
Twitching like a fish while you claw the air
I'll grab your feet
And pal o' mine
I'll pull real hard
And snap your spinal cord

This world is cold when you're alone and
They ignore you
But don't kill yourself

We'll do it for you
You've got a friend
You've got a friend
You've got a friend

You know, I asked a guy once if he'd mind putting me in a barrel
and sending me over the falls. You know what the son of a bitch
said? "Drop dead, asshole."

People are pricks. I asked this guy to take his air compressor and
drill me with a six-inch nail right through the eye...

What'd he say?

"I'm low on nails."

People are selfish pricks.

Another time, now get this, I just lay down in front of a steam roller
and asked the guy just to proceed, you know, business as usual, and just
squash me like a bug.

That's a good way to go, Jer, the ol' bug squash.
Hey! We could tie a plastic laundry bag over his head.

Naw, that's such a wimp suicide.

I stuck my finger in a socket once. It hurt real bad... but it
didn't kill me.

Malcolm, stay out of this.

I've got a friend
Like Carole King
Or was it Carly Simon
Used to sing?
I always get those two confused
But anyway -

I turned around
And suddenly
I'm not alone
It ain't just me
I'm like a player on the team

Player on our team!

I'm part of the gang...

Part of the gang!

A member of the club

Welcome to the club!

Oooh ... let's get a club

I like the big-ass rock

Naw, one good swing and
I'll clean his clock
Forever

Let gravity do the work!

It's a man's way to die, Mikey.

Malcolm!

I got friends

Friends who will
Love you like a maniac
And lead you like a lamb

Ooooh...

To the railroad track
And tie you down

I've got friends!
Ooooh...

Or tickle your wrist
With a single-edge razor
Or buy you a beer with
A Draino chaser
Or dump you in the
River with a rock

A big-ass rock

Here's a nice one right over here

Can I give you a hand with that? It looks heavy.

No, Dave
It's ain't heavy...he's my friend

Come on, group hug.