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Saturday, November 10, 2007

Saw Wicked!!!

It was great.

Musical: Wicked
Song: As Long as You're Mine


ELPHABA
Kiss Me too fiercely
Hold me too tight
I meed help beliving
You're with me tonight
My wildest dreams
Could not forsee
Lying beside you
With you wanting me

And just for this moment
As long as you're mine
I've lot all resistance
And crossed some boarderline
And if it turnes out
It's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine

FIYERO
Maybe I'm brainless
Maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing
Though different eyes
Somehow I've fallen
Under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling
It's up that I fell

BOTH
Every moment
As long as you're mine
I'll wake up my body
And make up for lost time

FIYERO
Say there's no future
For us as a pair

BOTH
And though I know I may know
I don't care
Just for this moment
As long as you're mine
Come be how you want to
And see how bright we shine
Borrow the moonlight
Until it is though
And know I'll be here holding you
As long as you're mine

FIYERO
(spoken)
What is it?

ELPHABA
(spoken)
It's just for the first time,
I feel ... wicked



I'm Not That Girl

ELPHABA
Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl:


Sunday, October 21, 2007

Instead of looking for love, everyone should look for happiness.  Imagine being "in happiness" rather than being "in love."  You can walk down the street being "in happiness," listen to a friend  rave about being "in happiness," and an entire group of people can be "in happiness" together. 

It's very inclusive. 

I'm in happiness.


Tuesday, September 04, 2007

I Hope That I Don't fall in Love With You - Tom Waits
  Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue,
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

Well the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it,
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it,
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

Well the night does funny things inside a man
These old tom-cat feelings you don't understand,
Well I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette,
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met,
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.

I can see that you are lonesome just like me,
And it being late, you'd like some company,
Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me,
The guy you're with, has up and split, the chair next to you's free,
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me.

Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout.
Well I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found,
I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you.




Why is this song affecting me so much?


Thursday, July 05, 2007

China
June 12, 2007 - July 3, 2007

So much to process, so much to think about. 


Wednesday, June 06, 2007

I once told my mom I'm really glad she and my dad decided to move to the U.S. when I was a kid, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to enjoy classics by Austen, Rostand, Shakespeare, Donne, Card, Rand, Tolstoy, London, Dickens, Wilde, Bronte, Flaubert, and on and on...and have them shape the way I see the world.  My mom laughed and told me that if they had decided to stay in China, I would have enjoyed Chinese classics in a similar way, and I wouldn't even know what I'm missing, just like I don't know about the Chinese classics I'm missing now. 

The conversation encompasses alot about life.  I don't know what I'm missing by making the choices I do, I just have to trust that I made the right choices to the best of my ability and enjoy the experiences that result from those decisions.  True, I may have enjoyed Chinese classics just as much, if not more, but my parents didn't choose that path, and now that I have read Austen, I wouldn't give her up for the world.  There's nowhere else I'd rather be. 

There's no one else I'd rather be.


*How did I manage to forget Orwell?



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