'Semi-Charmed Life' by Third Eye Blind

I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling
An earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords can make me cry
When I'm with you I feel like I could die
And that would be all right
All right

...'the four right chords can make me cry'... how friggin true!!

something i saw on songmeanings.net... random yet, okay, ya, jus random... lol... here it goes:

by georgy on 08-05-2002 @ 03:27:47 PM

this song was written in 1987, when thom was on holiday in berlin. It shows how big cities can make you feel sad, and inadiquette. Berlin was half destroyed in the war and has lots of modern plastics in it too.

by Shezzie on 08-05-2002 @ 03:31:27 PM Wow I never new that. Georgy must be a really big Radiohead fan to know stuff like that. All hail Georgy. If you know any more interesting facts like that email me them.

by georgy on 08-06-2002 @ 02:24:25 PM Too Shezzie: Interesting factamundos?!! Here we go: .Phil Selway (The bassist) records all his bits for the songs separately because he gets bad gas. . Tom Yhorke was once on blockbusters, teamed up with? none other than mister bonkers himself, Paul Martin! (It was never shown due to a dispute.) . Radiohead used to be called: "Up A Friday" I've loads more. Jubbo ,Jubbo, mibba, Babes!!!!

by deathbear on 08-06-2002 @ 06:44:45 PM

i seriously hope that was a joke georgy lol phil selway is the drummer of course uh i have a feelin the 2nd one probably didnt happen and radiohead was called ON a Friday because they practice on fridays

p.s. geogry hasn't commented on the song since...

'Elephant' by Damien Rice

What's the point of this song? Or even singing?
You've already gone, why am I clinging?
Well I could throw it out, and I could live without
And I could do it all for you
I could be strong
Tell me if you want me to lie
'Cause this has got to die
This has got to stop
This has got to lie down, down
With someone else on top

"'Cause in my head
There's a Greyhound station
Where I set my thoughts
To far-off destinations
So they may have a chance
Of finding a place where they're
Far more suited than here. "

- Soul Meets Body by Death Cab for Cutie

Noone understands my favourite band. Noone understands their cryptic lyrics. Their meandering poetry.Their 'darkened optimism'.

Noone understands me when I say 'registration'. I somehow slur the whole word. No matter how hard I try. I mean, sometimes I make it. Or the people I'm talking to are used to weird accents. But most of the time it's a slur.

Noone understands me when I laugh. I laugh at the weirdest things. I laugh during sad movies. I laugh the hardest at stupid jokes. I laugh at lines in books that everyone else finds normal. Or even dumb. I laugh at babies. In the mean way.

Noone understands me when I say 'I love you'. I love too liberaly. Too carelessly. Too damn freely. I mean all three syllables. I mean them to death.
Noone understands my depressing blogs.

...11:10 p.m... Drum-set - Wanworie Day

I miss far too much. God, I miss school. I miss people there. I miss the way I felt when I heard Clumsy for the first time. I miss the snow. I miss 4 foot 3. I miss not caring. I miss my Macintosh LC with its screwed up monitor. I miss my Fossil. I miss you goddamit. I miss Fays. I miss being shy. I miss my misplaced sense of fashion. I miss Mr. Warring. I miss Vasu. I miss my grandpa. I miss Hannah, my darling niece. I miss 1997. I miss my BMX Twister. I miss feeling utterly empty, filling myself with the chapel piano. I miss you singing. I miss your randomness. I miss my former roomies.
There's so much I don't have anymore.

'I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You' by Colin Hay

To 'you':
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived 'til I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived 'til I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived 'til I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you

...pledge...

...i pledge that henceforth i shall devote more of my time to writing... no more procastination... starting tomorrow...

Affirmative Action: My Say

Part of me doesn't really care about this whole quota-reservation thingy that's going on. I'm joining college this year (hopefully!) and, well, it's not gonna really hit me. The other part of me, however, is pretty ticked off.
For one, as a student vying for one of those 20,000 medical seats in India (before this quota ruckus), I know how hard it can be. So when I say the average middle class kid is seriously screwed if this goes down, I mean seriously screwed. The messed up thing about affirmative action in India is that in order to uplift one section of society they supress another. You're not making a change. You're just tilting the balance. So in order to give the poor tribal advasi a fair shot at life, you screw a middle class kid over. I fail to see the logic.
On the other hand, man, I sympathise with the Indian poor. Our school had a pretty sweet social experience program and it really changes your perspective on things. And, hey, if reservation really did work, I would (although reluctantly) support it. Or at least not be against it. But, that's the thing. It doesn't work. An average SC/ST dude, who's had substandard elementary education, is not really gonna make it in the real world. They have to have ability. Chucking a whole bunch of SC/ST/OBC guys into an IIT isn't gonna make them smarter. Neither is it going to land them a good job. What it will do is get guarantee the ruling party their votes. Which is what this whole thing boils down to: politics.
Votes. Votes. Votes. And if it means neglecting a whole section of society, hell, if it's for the votes, why not? If it means diverting attention from the real pressing social issues of our times, so be it. If it's for the votes, why not?
The bottom line is this: Quota increases help noone.