Friday, December 20, 2013

Work Week. Vine. Music.

Haven't written for a whole work week, hah?
I didn't study on Monday - all day as a couch potato. Tuesday and Wednesday were as usual. THORsday, yesterday, was CRAZY. I went to school, then in an hour - to my English tutor, again in an hour - to the rehearsal of our New Year performance at school, and once more in an hour - to my chorus rehearsal. I didn't have time for anything! I was exhausted as a hard-working bitch, really. But today I've felt the highest pleasure having slept for 3 hours after school. And still I want to cut the fabric for my New Year skirt of the snowflake.
Some days ago my tutor gave me the 1st chapter of "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" to read. And I read it so quickly, with big interest and no problem! Therefore my tutor decided we'd read the whole book. So cool! Who knows, maybe, I'll chance to read other books too?
Dasha sends me a lot of Vine videos lately. I've already run into Vine videos on David Henry's Twitter page, he has hilarious ones, as well as many videos of Vine are.


Ah, on Monday I made a cover for incredible "Tattooed Heart". Here's the link, if you want to learn. 
Sht, yesterday I was full of thoughts, but too tired to type. And now I don't remember a thing! Actually, I don't have anything serious to describe (or I don't simply remember). But I feel like writing a "Movies' Day #N" post.
Due to the fact that I haven't written for several days, I dare to make 3 songs of the day! Here goes Beyonce with "Yonce"/"Partition", Toni Braxton with "Yesterday" and Britney with "3".



[Verse 1:]
See me up in the club with 50 of them girls
Posted in the back diamond fangs in my grill
Brooklyn brim, with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
And every girl in here gotta look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm looking babe

[Breakdown:]
Brought this all for you, just walk my way
Just tell me how it's looking babe [x2]
I do this all for you, baby just take aim
And tell me how I looking babe [x2]

[Verse 2:]
Drop the bass, man the bass, get lower
Radio, say speed it up, I just go slower
High like treble, pumping on them mids
The man ain't ever seen a booty like this
And why do you think you keep my name rollin off the tongue
Cause when you want a smash, I just write another one
I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor [x8]

[Beat switch]

[Verse 3:]
Driver roll up the partition please
Driver roll up the partition please
I don't need you seeing yoncé on her knees
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club
Now my mascara runnin', red lipstick smudged
Ah he so horny, yeah he want to fuck
He popped all my buttons and he ripped my blouse
He Monica Lewinski'd all on my gown

Whoa dere daddy, daddy didn't bring a towel
Whoa baby, baby better slow it down
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
And we ain't even gonna make it to this club

[Hook:]
Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like, girl you like
Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like
Is right here with me

[Verse 4:]
Driver roll up the partition fast
Driver roll up the partition fast
Over dere I swear I saw them cameras flash
Hand prints and footprints on my glass
Hand prints and good grips all on my ass
Private show with the music blastin'
He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
Red wine drip filth talk that trash
Chauffeur eavesdropping trying not to crash

Whoa dere daddy, daddy now you ripped my fur
Whoa baby, baby be sweatin' on my hair
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
And we ain't even gonna make it to this club

[Hook]



I gave you the benefit of the doubt

'Til you showed me what you were about
Your true colors came out

And your words couldn't hide the sin
'Cause the truth about where you been
Is in a fragrance I can't recognize

Just standing there, scratching your head
Bloodshot eyes, drunk with regret
Hanging yourself ten feet over the edge

I'm done with this, feeling like an idiot
Loving you, I'm over it
I just don't love you, don't love you no more

You, you are so yesterday
Never thought you'd lose my love this way
Now you come begging me to stay

See you, you are so yesterday
I won't let you rain on my parade
I don't wanna hear a thing you say
You're so yesterday

Baby, what you're saying to me is
There's no more you and I
I couldn't get it right on yesterday
So kiss our tomorrows goodbye

Baby, love should brought me home
Should've just been a man about it
But now I'm crying like a baby
Girl, your love was like my blanket
Don't know what to do without it

I'm standing here, pleading my case
You don't care to hear what I say
Hanging yourself ten feet over the edge

My promises don't mean nothing
The end is so disgusting
I just don't love you, don't love you no more

You, you are so yesterday
Never thought you'd lose my love this way
Now you come begging me to stay

Honey, you, you are so yesterday
I won't let you rain on my parade
I don't wanna hear a thing you say, so yesterday

And now you wanna reminisce
Say you wanna try again
It started with a little kiss
But we can't even be friends

No, no, now I never wanna see you
Never wanna feel you, never wanna hear you
I don't love you, don't need you
Can't stand you no more

You, you are so yesterday
Never thought you'd lose my love this way
Now you come begging me to stay

You, you are so yesterday
I won't let you rain on my parade
Don't wanna hear a thing you say

So yesterday, so yesterday
So yesterday, so yesterday


One, two, three,

Not only you and me.
Got 180 degrees and I'm caught inbetween.
Countin' one, two, three...
Peter, Paul and Mary.
Getting down with 3P, everybody loves... Uh!
Countin'...

One, two...
One, one, one, one, two, three...
Countin' one, two...
Countin' one, one, two, three...

Babe, pick a night
To come out and play.
If it's alright,
What do you say?

Merrier the more,
Triple fun that way,
Twister on the floor.
What do you say?

Are you in?
Living in sin is the new thing, yeah...
Are you in?
I am counting...

[Chorus]
One, two, three,
Not only you and me.
Got 180 degrees and I'm caught inbetween.
Countin' one, two, three...
Peter, Paul and Mary.
Getting down with 3P, everybody loves... Uh!
Countin' one, two, three,
Not only you and me.
Got 180 degrees and I'm caught inbetween.
Countin' one, two, three...
Peter, Paul and Mary.
Getting down with 3P, everybody loves... Uh!

Three is a charm,
Two is not the same.
I don't see them harm,
So are you game?

Let's make a team,
Make 'em say my name
Loving the extreme.
Now, are you game?

Are you in?
Living in sin is the new thing, yeah...
Are you in?
I am counting...

[Repeat Chorus]

What we do is innocent,
Just for fun and nothing meant.
If you don't like the company,
Let's just do it you and me (You and me...).
You and me (You and me...),
Or three (Or three... or three...),
Or four on the floor.

[Repeat Chorus]



Be brave!

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