Jeg føler meg ikke som en fersk 22 åring akkurat nå. Jeg føler meg som en tenåring som ikke trenger å tenke på skolearbeid, jobbsøking, regninger og alt annet veldig serøse og gledesdrepende ting. Jeg har nemlig fått meg Final Fantasy 13, og jeg gleder meg uhorvelig mye til å få testa det ut! Planen er å vente til tv-tittinga er ferdig så jeg får litt alene tid med PS3′en og 42″ nede i stua. GLEEEEDER meg!
Dette er forøvrig mitt første blogg innlegg på ett par år. Noen veldig hektiske og herlige år. Godt å være tilbake.
She was his girl, he was her boy-friend,Soon be his wife, and make him her husband.A suprise on the way, anyday anydayOne healthy little gigglin', dribblin', baby boy.The wise men came, three made their way,To shower him with love, while he lay in the hay.
Shower him with Love, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love was all around
Not very much of his childhood was known,kept his mother Mary worried, always out on his own.He met another Mary, who, for a reasonable fee,less than reputable was known to be.
His heart was full of Love, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love was all around
When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree,He said, "Oh daddy-o. I can see how it all soon will be"I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene,Instead I fear I've spilled, the blood of my children all aroundthe blood of my children all around,the blood of my children's all around
So I'm told or so the story goes,the people he knew were less than golden-hearted.Gamblers and robbers; Drinkers and jokers,all soul searchers, like you and me, like you and me.Rumors insisted he soon would be,for his deviations, taken into custody.By the authorities, less informed than he.Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
Searchin for Love, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love is all around
Preperations were made for his celebration day.He said, "Eat this bread and think of it as me,Drink this wine and dream it will bethe blood of our children all aroundthe blood of our children's all around,The blood of our children's all aroundFather up above,Why in all this hatred do you fill me up with Love, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love is all aroundFather up above
Why in all this anger do you fill me up wtih love Fill me - Love, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love, LoveLove, Love, Love
Love, Love...And the blood of our children's all around.
