Yet another meme (argh, please don't stone me to death!), since I can't seem to get over this boredom that has caught me in its web. And no, I don't actually care that this week I managed to get the first (or possibly second) C- of my life and pwned the hell outta my loathed English teacher.

Anyway, I stole this meme from shesdeadjim. :D

( It's about TV shows, for a change... )

I stole this from stebia .

Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty-one songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-second is the title.


I walk a lonely road, the only one I've ever known

Perfect by nature, I've come to self-indulgence
Today I killed, he was just a boy
There is a house in New Orleans, they call it the Rising Sun
Riddler, riddler ask me why the birds fly free on a mackerel sky

The California animal is a bear, summer time to talk and swear
Scar tissue that I wish you saw, sarcastic miss know-it-all
I've been down and I'm wondering why
We crossed the line, we pushed too over

She comes in colours everywhere, she's like a rainbow
I'm not afraid of anything in this world
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
I am a man who walks alone

Angie, Angie, when will those clouds disappear?
All the same, take me away
Come as you are, as you were, as I want you to be
Easily, let's get carried away

One, two princes kneel before you
It's not in the way that you hold me
Look at you baby, we can get wild
Born from silence, silence full of it

I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now

My mobile phone, duh.

And I'm not even one of those hardcore chocolate lovers, but really, there's no match whatsoever.

They're pulling yet another Kloves.


Because, of course, in Deathly Hallows there's simply too much material to make just one movie out of it. And yet the film will mainly consists of random-ass scenes which come from nowhere and don't have any semblance of sense.

Awesome.



ETA: beware of spoilers in the comments!

The three best

3. Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman - one of the funniest and wittiest books I've ever read. But that's what you get when you combine Pratchett's genius and Gaiman's imagination. They're easily two of the best English authors alive.
2. Nineteen Eighty-four by George Orwell - mind-numbingly awesome. Its cinism messes around with your mind and opens it - pretty much what happens to the poor Winston Smith, the last human being truly alive in a world of blanks.
1. The Harry Potter series by J. K. Rowling - I read it and my life completely turned around. I am what I am because of these books, and I just don't care if people find this stupid: at least I am truthful when I say that I learnt the values of life alongside Harry, Ron, Hermione and all the others. Yet again, thank you, Jo.


The three worst

3. A Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez - possibly the most boring piece of literature ever written. I'm sorry, Marquez, but your style just drags too much for my tastes.
2. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte - feminism my ass. Really, I can't see why a lot of people worship this book. Jane, unlike most characters in fiction, grows duller and duller as years go by. She goes back to the man who lied to her and was willing to marry her without telling the truth for pity. Jane Eyre, grow a pair.
1. The Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer - ... do I really have to elaborate? They're just the worst thing happened to my generation. Period.


Yes, I listed two classics in the "worst" list. Yes, I listed two mainstream series in the "best" list.

Academic elitists, please go fuck yourselves.