11 September 2012

still remember that afternoon 11 years ago.. got back home and my dad said that america had been attacked.. i remember what i thought right then: 'world war III,' and started thinking how my grandparents and parents must've felt when world war II had broken out...

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She said I can be a frog
I can be a bat
I can be a bear
Or I can be a cat...

She said I can be a lion
I can be a guillemonster
I can be a warrior Indian
I can be a helicopter...

 

 

She said I can be a wolf
I can be a finch
I can be a jaguar
Or a locust on the bridge...

She said I can be a monkey
I can be a tiger
I can be a tornado
Knocking down your wires...

Well, it seems like she can be anything
Any kind of creature she wants to be
Oh, it seems like she can be anything
Any kind of frog
Any kind of bear
Any kind of monkey
She wants to be...

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19 June 2012

 

My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay
It's better to burn out
Than to fade away
My my, hey hey

Out of the blue
and into the black
They give you this,
but you pay for that
And once you're gone,
you can never come back
When you're out of the blue
and into the black

The king is gone
but he's not forgotten
This is the story
of a Johnny Rotten
It's better to burn out
than it is to rust
The king is gone
but he's not forgotten

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my...

 

 

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine
Meltin' in a pot of thieves
Wild card up my sleeve
Thick heart of stone
My sins my own
They belong to me, me...

People say 'beware!'
But I don't care
The words are just
Rules and regulations to me, me...

I-i walk in a room, you know I look so proud
I'm movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything's allowed
And I go to this here party and I just get bored
Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing
Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter
Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling and then I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine
Ooh I'll put my spell on her

Here she comes
Walkin' down the street
Here she comes
Comin' through my door
Here she comes
Crawlin' up my stair
Here she comes
Waltzin' through the hall
In a pretty red dress
And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine
 And then I hear this knockin' on my door
Hear this knockin' on my door
And I look up into the big tower clock
And say, 'oh my God here's midnight!'
And my baby is walkin' through the door
Leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge
And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine
And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine
And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name
She whispered to me, she told me her name
And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is g-l-o-r-i-a
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria...

I was at the stadium
There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me
Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth
I didn't hear them I didn't see
I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock
And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Counting the time, then you came to my room
And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine
And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine
Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine...

G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria...

And the tower bells chime, 'ding dong' they chime
They're singing, 'jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine'

Gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a,
Gloria g-l-o-r-i-a, g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria...

 


I wanna live
I wanna give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
it's these expressions I never give
that keeps me searchin' for a heart of gold
and I'm gettin' old
Keep me searchin' for a heart of gold
and I'm gettin' old

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I'd cross the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind
it's such a fine line
that keeps me searchin' for a heart of gold
and I'm gettin' old

Keep me searchin' for a heart of gold
you keep me searchin' and I'm growin' old
keep me searchin' for a heart of gold
I've been a miner for a heart of gold...

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17 June 2012
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the EU project has just come to an end.. to celebrate it, a picnic for the students involved took place on wednesday, 6th june.. as ccc happened to be part of the whole thing, i prepared a couple of quizes.. here's one of them:

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30 May 2012

Greetings, Kermit the Frog here
And today I'd like to tell you a little bit about the color green..

 

Do you know what's green?
Well, I am for one thing..
You see, frogs are green, and I'm a frog
And that means that I'm green, you see...

 

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This is a guest post from Natalie Peace of PeaceAndProfit.com..

She is the author of "30 Keys to Building a Multi-Million Dollar Business: What They Didn’t Teach Me in Business School". Natalie is an entrepreneur, business coach, and she’s currently writing a book on how to start a wildly successful business...

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26 May 2012

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Vincent Malloy is seven years old
He’s always polite and does what he’s told
For a boy his age, he’s considerate and nice
But he wants to be just like Vincent Price


He doesn’t mind living with his sister, dog and cats
Though he’d rather share a home with spiders and bats
There he could reflect on the horrors he’s invented
And wander dark hallways, alone and tormented...

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