Drain the pressure from the swelling.

Hellooo-ooo-oooo, blogosphere! Long time, no post! (Which I apologize deeply for. I've seriously been up to my ears in homework/studying/socializing/partying/sleep-deprivation/illness/extra-curriculars/midnight McDonald's runs/test-writing/boy-chasing/boy-catching/boy-losing/flirting/coffee-drinking MADNESS since September began.) It's not you, it's me.

Ahem-hem. Anyways.

Since university's been keeping me so busy, I guess I can fill you in on a few details of my now-insane lifestyle (that I like to pretend I hate at times, but I actually adore and wouldn't change for the world), along with some advice and hints:


a) Yes, dorm rooms are small, but not as small as you'd think. It's amazing how much stuff you and a room-mate can cram into a closet-sized area when you realize how badly you need a mini-fridge, a coffee maker, a 36" flatscreen TV, a DVD player, a hundred DVDs, enough cutlery to properly-supply Asia with, every single "suggested" textbook (just in case!), your entire wardrobes, all your accessories, a pair of shoes for every day of the month, and enough makeup to open your own boutique.


b) Waking up at least half an hour before class time is optimal so you aren't rushing to get to class, change, and eat. Then again, when you go to bed at 3 or 4 am every night, sleep is totally optional and you might as well just pull an all-nighter to get that English paper that you've been putting off done.


c) I live on the social (read: party) floor. Pros: super fun, awesome and friendly people, always something to do. Cons: super loud, awesomely-overdramatic people, always something to do (and distract me from my studies). Self-discipline is definitely a requirement, but I wouldn't change my living situation for the world. <3 I love my friends and my floor!


d) Boys in university are only marginally more mature than high school boys. So far, in less than two months into my freshman year, things have gone awry with me and five different guys. So, um, yeah. Boys are stupid, and also: NEVER EVER take guys home from the bar. It ends badly, and you remain sporting a neck looking like it's been violently strangled.


e) The only benefit to living 400 feet from all the first year guys is that it's super easy to make male friends (this is the ONE and ONLY thing they're good for - in my opinion, right now - so take advantage of it). Going over to the guys' wing to escape girl drama is definitely necessary.


f) EXERCISE and deny yourself of the yummy sugary/carb-y/fatty/deep-fried foods in the caf. Substitute in veggies. I seriously have actually LOST ten pounds since going to university. No freshman 15 pour moi!


g) First-year university is basically a review of everything you did in high school, with a few extra tidbits and the occasional stupid class-time or irritating prof thrown in. It's not all that much harder, you just have to study more frequently and actually pay attention in class.


h) The bar = where it's at. Just not on a Monday. Or Tuesday. Wednesday to Sunday is free game!


i) Stay hydrated (this is always a good plan)! ...Especially when you begin drinking at 2 in the afternoon on a Friday.




And uhhm, now. What else have I been up to?

OHYEAH - I just finished learning the entire "Thriller" dance sequence. I'm gonna be MJ for Halloween so, y'know, bonus and everything. =) Perhaps I should upload a video...?

What're y'all gonna be this year?!

Ps. Sorry for the wordiness! Gahhh. So much word vomit, so little sleep. Plus I've been sick for like a month. Yuck. =( Will try to update more regularly once midterms are over!

Inside of me, some sight to see.

THANK GOD FOR THE SMART TECHIE FRIEND OF MY FATHER. Otherwise, I wouldn't be (finally) posting something right now, and would instead be forced to - gasp! - INTERACT WITH MY FAMILY. Yuuccckk. Who wants that?

Sososo! You all glad I'm back? SURE YOU ARE! (And even if you aren't, I'm totally gonna pretend you're obsessed with me and were fussing and worrying when I went MIA for a month or whatever. So don't tell me otherwise! =) ) I'm glad to be back, too. Hoolyyy I have a lot of new posts to read. Damn you bloggers and your frequent updates! (Jk. But only sort of.)

Hmm. Let's see. What's happened since I last blogged?...

LIFE LESSONS LEARNED
- do not, under any circumstances, drink 22 drinks in 4 hours on your 18th birthday. I don't care if you're obese, a body builder, or an alcoholic. You will have an awesome night, then vomit to end off the night, then still be drunk in the morning but with a hangover to crown all hangovers. SO NOT PLEASANT. (I did meet tons of cute boys, though. Hmm...that part was worth it...)
- if a friend is constantly busy hanging out with screwing her needy boyfriend, don't expect her to actually make any plans she keeps with you (although those "plans" are few and far between with minimal detail discussed). In extreme cases, prepare to say "sayanara" to your friendship (which is what I had to do) after they blow you off upwards of 5 times in a row. If friend begs for forgiveness, give them a second chance, but never a third. Or fourth. Or whatever it is they think they deserve (but totally don't).
- never EVER give out your last name at a bar, not matter how drunk you are. Or your real first name, for that matter. You'll end up with creepy guys Facebook-stalking you or trying to follow you into the girls' bathroom to make plans, even after you've said "I'm busy" for every suggested day into next month. If Mr. Creeper still persists, it's best to either a) get other guy friends involved so he'll back off or b) tell him you're a lesbian (although, depending on how plastered he is, that might actually entice him to chance you more, so weigh this one carefully).
- moving SUCKS, especially when it's from home to university. Even more so when you still haven't gone shopping for furniture and you move in in just over 2 weeks. Just wing it?
- while clothes made in Bangladesh may look cute and cost little more than pennies, any buttons on the items of clothing WILL fall off, and the seaming will start to unravel upon it's first wear out of the store. (God damn you and your stylish clothes, H&M!)
- GET 8 HOURS OF SLEEP PER NIGHT IN THE SUMMER. Otherwise your sleep schedule is totally fucked - and so are you - if you have to do anything of importance that requires concentration and some degree of intelligence/hand-eye co-ordination.

So umm, my life to date since my last post sounds pretty pathetic and sad when summed up into 6 bullets of warning. I swear, it hasn't been. Plus, I finally beat my lung infection/allergy/disease/whatever-the-hell-I-had-that-the-doctors-couldn't-figure-out-and-ultimately-made-worse! :D (Oh, and I got my nose pierced!)

What have you all been up to?

ps. Random pictures are always nice.

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xoxo, madlove. ♥

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JUST SO EVERYONE KNOWS:

My internet connection is being really uber sketchy and that's why I haven't been updating/replying to comments in the past few weeks. I AM SUPER DUPER SORRY and I plan on posting and giving some love back to all you lovely people once things get fixed.


Thanks for the patience and for following! xoxoxoxo ♥


ps. 34 comments on my last post?!?!? YOU GUYS ROCK! :D

69. I'm afraid to sleep because of what haunts me, such as living with the uncertainty that I'll never find the words to say - that would completely explain - just how I'm breakin' down.

(Sleeping Sickness - City & Colour)

1. OHMYGOSSHH. Is anyone else completely and totally inlove with the new TV series Pretty Little Liars?!?!?!?

GAAAHH. Holy jeebus. I have become completely and totally hooked on the show, and every Tuesday night is like Christmas morning when I was five. I mean, it's just oh-so-dramatic and deep and insightful (HAHAHAHA, JAYKAY, I just need to try to justify my sudden, insane - and really pathetic- fan-girlishness) that I think about it constantly and wish I knew them.

I mean, come on - there are so many things going on at once I practically need a palm pilot to dedicate to this series! It's like the new soap-opera-mixed-with-the-Hills-with-a-dash-of-Gossip-Girl-and-a-splash-of-the-O.C. And, somehow, it's completely appealing, no matter how totally ridiculous and completely unrealistic it is.

And, of course, most importantly, they live fabulous lifestyles (mostly) and look gorgeous all the time. Naturally, since I'm addicted to polyvore and want to own every single piece of clothing in Aria's closet, this happened:

Oops. ;)

Black cut-out dress - David Koma - $1,695 CAD

Brass key necklace - Roberto Cavalli

Black and white romper - livingdollshop.com.au

Leopard print clutch - Aspinal of London - $510 CAD

Antique brass with opal ring - Alex and Chloe - $330 CAD

Multi-chain silver necklace - Kenneth Jay Lane - $155 CAD

Black fringe bag - Blush B-lush - $880 CAD

Aztec gold ring - Low Luv by Erin Wasson - $105 CAD

Purple floral dress - Forever 21 - $24 CAD

Blue jacket - McQ by Alexander McQueen - $595 CAD

Orange sunglasses - geeksunglasses.com

Studded platforms - Forever 21 - $29 CAD

Yellow skirt - Forever 21 - $14 CAD

White studded bag - Rebecca Minkoff - $305 CAD

Pearl and ribbon earrings - Lanvin - $955 CAD

Beige crepe skirt - Willow - $690 CAD

2.  BIG, MADLOVE THANKS & HUGS to Jewel of Hey Jewel for this lovely blog award! :)

I hereby pass this piece of sunshine to an inspiring blogger whom I love dearly and admire deeply:

Lexy of Q U I R K Y E X P L O S I O N !

(srsly, check this girl out. she's a mad genius. 

♥)

3. I've recently re-discovered and become totally consumed by the awesome addictiveness/repetitiveness that is Pokemon, which I have been playing on my Nintendo DS endlessly over the past few days. Unfortunately, I suck and have only fought one Gym Leader so far. :'( ISN'T THIS GAME MEANT FOR 8 YEAR OLDS ANYWAYS?!?! Baaahhh. But the graphics are so colorful and the Pokemon are so adorbs! UGGHH. Faacckk yoouuu, clever Japanese game designers!

See? Totally irresistibly cute!

+ awesome fighting action sequences! SHAHHHBAAHHMM.  >:D

4. I'm 18 in three days. Which means I'm legally an adult where I live. Which means I can legally do all the things that I now do illegally. Which means that I'll have responsibilities. Which means Saturday is like a double-edged sword. (Also, I'll have to say goodbye to childhood.                                                                                                                                  HAHAH JUST KIDDING. I'm gonna be making fart jokes and giggling like a school girl when I'm fifty.)

ANYWAYZ, my 18th will be full of alcoholic, partyin' fun. ;)

Yay for glorified shenanigans and liver damage! :D

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xoxo, madlove. ♥

(&fer god sakes, leave some love, bitches! :) )

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065. | Come on and give me a kiss. Come on, I insist. I'll be something new; a metamorphosis.

Well, hello there, beautiful people! ♥

Today is a lovely day... NAHHT! I actually think that the following picture describes how I feel today (and have felt for the past couple days):

(image from weheartit)

(Yeah. It's been a shitty time.)

I've been in and out of emerg for the last couple of days because my lungs have decided, "FUCK YOU WE'RE GONNA DO OUR OWN THING, BITCH!" and have proceeded to make breathing a challenge. Anyways, after being rushed in to the hospital multiple times, I FINALLY got to talk to a doctor, and he gave me tons of meds and inhalers and stuff for my lungs. YAAAAY 4 DRUGZZZZZ. (And, y'know, being able to breathe without wheezing or sounding like a squeak toy. And Canadian health care. Word.)

But aaaaanyways. TIME TO MOVE ON. :)

The lovely Mimi of Soy Confessions tagged everyone who read her most recent blog post to do this little quiz-survey-thinger. SO HEEERRREE I GOOO! *insert dramatic hero music*

1. What shoe size are you?

Anything from 9 to a 10, depending on the shoe brand and style. I HAVE HUGE FEET AND WILL STOMP ON YOUR MOTHER IF YOU PISS ME OFF. :) 

2. Where do you work?

As we have learned from my vlog, I'm a lifeguard/swimming instructor at the local pool. It's pretty awesome. I love teaching lessons (usually) and the people I work with (sometimes).

3. Favorite piece of clothing you own?

OOOOH UMM. I love everything I own, DUUHHHRRR. Stupid. 

JUST KIDDING! I actually ADORE TO BITS&PIECES my pleather LEATHER (*shifty eyes*) jacket from H&M.

(It's buttery soft, so when people ask me if it's real leather I put on an oversized fake grin and say in my most oh-so-casual voice, "YAH UV COURSE IT IS! HAHAHA....Haaaa...WANNA TOUCH IT?!?" and they totally believe me. Or something.) It's periwinkle in reality, but looks kinda purple in the picture. :/

4. Your favorite blog?

I love love love LOOVVEE lots of blogs & bloggers! Check out my "devour" sidebar. :)

5. Do you have any pets?

2 kitties whom I love more than anything in the world. ♥ They'll one day make an appearance on the blog, promise. They're too cute!

6. How many siblings do you have?

None. HELL YEAH, ONLY CHILD BITCHEZZZZ. ;) (Besides, I think my parents were scared of having another kid as unmanageable as me.)

7. If you could live anywhere where would it be?
Rome. I've been there 4 times, and I wish more than anything that I could go back, buy a cute little house, and just live there among hot Italian men, eating gelato all day. Sigh... ♥

(image from weheartit)

OROROR Venice! That was the ultimate BEST place I've ever been, but I think I might get sick of the boating everywhere thing. I like driving too much. ^^'

(image from weheartit)

8. What were you doing before this?

Facebookin'. I'm shamelessly addicted.

9. Your favorite food?

I love trying new food! Foreign cuisine is where it's attttt! :D~

10. Do you have a middle name?

Nikole. Spelled with a "k" because my parents are OH SO ORIGINAL or something. ;)

11. Your favorite websites?

Facebook fo sho. I also spent a ridiculous amount of time on blogs.

12. Who do you tag?

EVERYONE WHO READS THIS. Do it or I'll crush you with my giant shoes. >:)

PS. Hoping to upload another vlog soon! AND THIS IS JUST SUPER BITCHIN':

(image from weheartit)

I am SUPER JEALOUS of whosever nails these are. :O Like honestly. I WANT THESE FOR MYSELF. ♥

Also, now that we're talking about it, who else has seen (AND ABSOLUTELY LOVED) Toy Story 3? Tell me about itttt.

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Stay fabulous!

- xo, kyki ♥

- Twitter - Tumblr - Bloglovin' -

OR, email me: lunacyfringeblog@gmail.com

063. | Everything is alright. We could be happy too, if you looked out for me the way I look out for you.

Just so you know, I haven't forgotten about all you lovely people. See proof below!

Nifty, no? :)

AAANYYWAYYYZZ. No, I haven't forgotten about my promises to update more often, and no, I haven't gotten bored with/forgotten to make another vlog, but YES, I have zero time at the moment. HOWEVER, that only lasts until noon tomorrow, after which I am freed from the confines of high school forever! (No more pencils, no more books...until next fall in uni. Urgh. ><)

So until sometime this weekend (when I get a chance to update - my weekend is looking pretty insane, too), I leave you with summery, lustful, beautiful pictures. Tee hee. :)

- all images from wehearit -

& Tell me - what is your FAVORITE summer memory / FAVORITE summer song? I will pick my two favorite answers to feature in my next vlog. Spread da werd. ♥ 

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Stay fabulous!

- xo kyki ♥

062. | I can't be tamed. I can't be changed.

HAY HAY GUH-FREEENNNZZ. :D

I think my brain has officially decomposed due to all the ridiculous studying I've been doing today, which, of course, was interpreted by my few remaining synapses to = TIME TO EDIT AND UPLOAD A VLOG LOLZ. So. We'll see how this goes.

CLICKITY-CLICK-CLICK & WATCHITY-WATCH-WATCH.

...Or something.



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Leave some love!

- xo, kyki

061. | And I will be the best damn constellation that is in your sky tonight.

School is wearing me out. Ew.

Pee ess. I was inspired by the lovely Mimi of Soy Confessions to start making vlogs, so I filmed one tonight. Expect it to be up in the next coupla days. (I'll fit it in SOMEWHERE between studying for a billion stupid things.)

Pee pee ess. Anyone wanna lend me their math brain for my pure 30 diploma exam tomorrow??!?!?!?!?

♥

060.| Grandma's cookin' breakfast, she makes pancakes the best. I check my Myspace and I got a lotta friend requests, YES!

I cannot even begin to describe how terribly sorry I am for falling off the face of the planet for the last month or so. Grade 12 is legit terrible, and I'm pretty sure that when I end up in hell there will be a trigonometry textbook waiting to greet me.

REGARDLESS! (Enough of my emo-ness.)

I have a few things to address. :)

a) Thanks so much to Mimi of -♥Soy Confessions for the kick-ass award! I feel very honored to be called an "inspiration" (again I feel the need to apologize for being le worste blogger evaah lately. ^^') Mimi, you're rad & also a great inspiration to me. ♥



I give this piece of sunshine to 5 beautiful bloggers♥:
- Victoire of Ellevictoire
- Willow and Daria of Pigtails & Blushing Cheeks
- Lexy of QUIRKY EXPLOSION
- Joezehh of she craves mascara
- Ivy of ZEBRA AND MEERKAT

Questions:
1) Why do you blog? For you, or for others? I blog for myself and for others. Mostly it's a chance for me to share things that I would otherwise keep shut up inside myself. Yay for the (relative) anonymity of the internet! >:D It's also a great way to connect with people around the world and share culture, ideas, and general media.
2) Do you like telling a story with words or pictures? Words, words, words. I love to write.
3) What is the meaning of life? Oh my lanta, I think about this all the time. Lately, I've come to the conclusion that I think life means something different for each person, and that not knowing is the fun of it. :)
4) Cheese + Banana = ? Chanana? That would be tasty. GENETIC MODIFICATION FTW.
5) Halloweenies. Discuss this word. That makes me think of little cocktail wieners dressed up as pirates and ninjas. Hi-yah!

b) Justin Bieber makes me vomit. I'm sorry. I honestly have given him a chance and listened to his music, but I can't get over how freakishly young he looks and the fact that he sounds like an auto-tuned chipmunk. (I'm personally more interested to see what happens when his balls drop than I am about what he looks for in a girl. And that video of him walking into a glass door? HILARIOUS. ♥)



I also think it's creepy that people in their twenties are going crazy for this kid. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO THINK OF A CHILD AS SEXY.

c) I have recently become totally obsessed with stupid-hop. (Y'know, like hip-hop, but LMFAO/3OH!3/The Lonely Island-style.) I don't know what this says about me... :/ Honestly, though, the lyrics to YES make me pee my pants every goddamn time.

d) I am going to turn into Hayley Williams over the summer (minus the incredible voice, name, money, skinnies, and fame. Tee hee.). My hair will become that crazy shade of red-that's-maybe-orange-but-you-don't-want-to-comment-on-it-for-fear-of-sounding-stupid-slash-colorblind.



However, it'll be this length:



...Or something.

e) ...What do you do when your gay guy friend hits on you? :/

f)I might actually miss high school next year. Sigh. I wanted it to be over, and, now that it almost is, I'm regretting not taking the time to appreciate it more. Sigh. I'll miss the random lunch hours in the English room, the insanity (but fun) of band class, and all my grade 11 friends. :'(

g)

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Comment, leave love/displeasure, and give me something to discuss. :) ♥

058. | I'm alone on a bicycle for two.

My eyes are so bleary.
I guess I'm young, but I feel so weary.
I've tried to express it, but I think it's all a bore.



It's at the heart of me; a very part of me.
Speak slowly; I can't hear you.
My mind keeps spinning closer and closer to the rain on the roof.



And the rain in my head, and the things that you said.
People take it further ahead, and it just gets so foggy.



It's nowhere in here, and it's everywhere else that I don't wanna be.
But I'm stuck here getting misty over you.
I'm alone on a bicycle for two.

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Black Hole - She & Him.
My ultimate summer soundtrack would involve lazy acoustic, flowy skirts, "the artsy type", faint tan lines, and lovin'.
What about you?

056. | We belong to the sea, to the waves, you and me.

OHMYGOD, I can't even BEGIN to describe how much I'm enjoying geeking out over old 90s pop right now. It's really a shame that boy bands and girl power groups went out when 2000 arrived, along with snap bracelets, tube tops, and denim jackets... Actually, nevermind. Maybe it's for the best that the 90s are over.

But I digress - Aqua is seriously too legit to quit. ♥ Excessive synth, auto-tune, corny-yet-partially-poetic lyrics spoken with strange accents, and bad rapping by Rene: I've missed you.


Then


Now

I have to admit, not much has changed. They're still batshit crazy and undeniably catchy. Not to mention that the news of their upcoming album AND newly-released "greatest hits" cd made me vomit unicorns and rainbows. >:D

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On a completely unrelated note, here's a rather entertaining (but kind of discriminatory, and I apologize in advance for those offended - we weren't being racist intentionally) text conversation between my crazy friend A and me:

Me: "So, what did I miss in improv group today?"
A: "Not much. Just played some gays."
Me: "You played some gays? Lol."
A: "Lmfao. No. GAMES. XD"
Me: "Haha, yeah right. I know you guys love to tease them gays. ;)
A: "Haha...yeah. ;) We tease them so they come back for more."
Me: "Oh, how I love your T9 typos."
A: "OH WOW. Haha. Once I got your reply I read through my message again because I had a horrible, sinking feeling that I'd typed they come BLACK for more. Geez, haha."
Me: "Haha. 'Once you go black, you NEVER go back!"
A: "Lol. Omg. I'm so dumb. XD I'm mocha, so what does that make me?"
Me: "You're a halvsie. :)"
A: "...It sounds like I'm a half bread."
Me: "What?!"
A: "OMG *FACEPALM* Half-BREED. I swear I'm not srunk."
Me: "..."

*sigh* Oh, Mondays...

052. | I am not a whore, but I like to do it!

**WARNING: DO NOT READ IF EASILY OFFENDED BY COARSE LANGUAGE/PARTIAL NUDITY**

*Ahem.*

Random ideas + alcohol + stressed out brains + crazy friends = amazing mash-up idea (y'know, Glee-style).

LMFAO's "Shots" + 30H!3's "Starstrukk" + Pitbull's "Hotel Room Service"

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"Starstrukk Hotel Room Shots"

Hey, fucker!

I want everybody to stop what they're doing.
Now if you know you're with somebody you're gonna take to the hotel room tonight, make some noise...
Yeah, all the alcoholics, where you at?
Let's go. Hey!

Forget about your boyfriend and meet me in the hotel.
You can bring your girlfriends and meet me in the hotel.
Nice legs, Daisy Dukes, makes a man go whoo-whoo.
That's the way they all come through, like whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo.

She like that freaky stuff; 2 in the OH! and 1 in the AH!
2 plus 2, I'm gon' undress you.
Tight jeans, double d's makes a man go whoo-whoo!
2 plus 2, I'm gon' undress you.
But first...

Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots
EVERYBODY!
Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots


Meet me at the hotel room.
We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn.
We're gonna go 3 and 3 and you gon' undress me.
Then we're gon' go 4 and 4, we gonna freak some more.
But first...

Patrones on the rocks and I'm ready for some shots.
So cups in the air; everybody, let's take shots!
We came to get crunk, how bout you?
Bottles up, let's go round 2!

Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots
EVERYBODY!
Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots

Tight jeans, double d's, makin' me go whoo-whoo.
All the people on the street know whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo.
I just set them up, just to knock them down.
L-O-V-E's just another word I'll never learn to pronounce.

Put them fingers in yo mouth, uh, open up yo blouse.
Pull that g-string south, I'm leavin' my fingerprints out.
Cause we came to party; everybody, let's go!

Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots
EVERYBODY!
Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots

Now gimme that sweet, sweet, sweet, nasty L-O-V-E
Just gimme that sweet, sweet, sweet, nasty L-O-V-E
Just gimme that sweet, sweet, sweet, nasty L-O-V-E
Their panties hit the ground every time I give them shots.

Iced out, lit up, make the kids go whoo-whoo.
Gimme that sweet, nasty, gushy stuff and I'll tell ya what to do.
Push it, baby, push it, baby, out of control.
I got my guns on tight and I'm ready to blow!

Now where my alcoholics? Let me see yo hands up!
(Shots, shots, shots, shots.)
If ya feelin' drunk, yo gon' get fucked up.
(Fucked up, shots, shots.)

Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots
EVERYBODY!
Shots, shots, shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots, sho-sho-shots
Shots shots sho-sho shots

Meet me at the hotel, motel, holiday inn.

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Now I just need to find someone with a videocamera and some rap skills...
And these pictures will have to serve your imagination for the time being since I haven't yet made a shitty music video.

051. | Look, we've had similar stitches. Look, we have similar frowns.

Have you seen them? The words cut open?
Your poor intestines can't deny when the inky periods drip from your mailbox and blood flies dip and glide.
Reach down inside. There's somthing living in these lines.



And when your newest kisser is peeking...
You dress yourself up tonight; get all tangled up in arms and legs.
It's cramped up and someone grabs ahold. Do you go, "ohhh"?
Should you go home?



There's something starting, don't know why.
And in a house so cozy, few words are spoken.
Let's take our shoes off and unwind when there's minuets off in the background, drowning out eyes, off ears, off test, the kiss goodnight.



Don't keep my loving on my mind.
Because it's messy; yes, this mess is mine.
Though mine is messy, yours is maybe nine.

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Did You See the Words - Animal Collective. The ultimate hazy, star-gazey summer song. <3 (A.C. are my new lovers. FYI.)