obsessed with you

i admire her for that speech, supporting the LGBT community.

“i’m not being brave; i’m being a decent human being.”

never heard it put better. also she looks especially beautiful and composed in that video.

also, reading perezhilton.com, although a totally worthless activity, revealed to me the existence of this awesome indie band-check out their song Obsessed With You. youtube video which isnt actually a music video (D:) but just the song:

obsessed with you
your smile sets my heart aflame.
electrocute me with your eyes.
the very mention of your name,
my stomach fills with butterflies.
your love is better than cocaine
i need you more than oxygen.
oh god i’ve got it bad again,
an o-b-s-e-s-s-i-o-n.
i know your middle name.
i’ve got a lock of your hair.
i’m just a little bit insane,
cause i think i see you everywhere.
my friends, they just don’t understand.
they cannot see my point of view.
they say it’s gotten out of hand,
and i’m obsessed with you.

(obsessed with you/the orion experience)

their album is titled cosmicandy and i’d never thought i’d describe any guitar riff as cute but this song makes people start bouncing in their chairs unconsciously. sam(antha) and i tested it out, it seemed to work fine.

if i could snap my fingers i would.

i seem to get sick in school a lot. last week starting monday i started having a sniffy nose, which evolved into a fullblown disagreeable nasal passages and (not-so) inflamed throat (according to the expensive Silver Cross doctor who looks freakily like that old RGS career guidance teacher). the tablets to bring down the inflammation in my throat have only seemed to make it worse. seriously, i can’t even talk properly at a closer-to-normal pitch without feeling like i’m shouting. i sound like a guy.

or perhaps it was the combination of the continuation of singing at home and eating sakae and carl’s jr and subway all in one week ;_; and just now, after cantata, mac’s and bubble tea. D:

possibly i am the only girl who can finish an entire carl’s jr burger. i don’t really know if i should be proud of this. basically my virgin visit to the Carl’s at far east plaza involved a portobello mushroom burger, small fries, syrup and lemon wedges with a bit of tea, and um the depletion of Carl’s Jr.’s supply of paper napkins and uh, lemon wedges. yeah lemon wedges. as we ate lemon straight (gayle’s tastebuds are very very sensitive) and also as a sudden high from the food brought on insane experiments like lemon-salt wedges and lemon-pepper wedges.

/edit was reading candice’s lj and up comes a meme:

“65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY?
I don’t want to look in a guy. I shall safely say that I’ll never be a surgeon.”

and since i could not laugh properly (srsly during gb cantata it was more like forced painful grunts) out came this funny snh snh snh snh sound that i laughed at for some more. so i laughed at candice and then i laughed at myself laughing and yeah.

~ by sydney on March 23, 2008.