Phantom of the Opera

Sorry I haven't checked back in a while...I'm a bad person :(...jk . Well, this is off-topic, but I finally watched Phantom of the Opera (POO...I could've called it PO or PTO...but POO sounds so much funnier). I thought POO was brilliant! I, of course, cried cuz I cry at anything sad-ish. I had to watch it twice to understand it... I felt so sorry for the Phantom at the end... I wanted to give him a hug or something... I thought Christine looked like she was 14...so it was kinda creepy watching her make out with 30 year old looking dudes. but anyways, the setting was so pretty... I would love to see an opera house like that... Christine is getting singing lessons from a mysterious tutor...who later reveals himself to her as the POO. Well, the Phantom later falls in love with her...but Christine is in love with a childhood sweetheart that later comes back into her life...his name is Raoul... The Phantom is basically driven mad due to his childhood and from seeing Christine being in love with Raoul... I can't give away too much, but it's definately a Must-Watch.


Thank you for allowing me to waste a moment of two of your life... Now go read something productive :P

Sound of Silence lyrics

Hello darkness, my old friend,Ive come to talk with you again,Because a vision softly creeping,Left its seeds while I was sleeping,And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence.In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone,neath the halo of a street lamp,I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of A neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence.And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more.People talking without speaking,People hearing without listening,People writing songs that voices never share And no one deared Disturb the sound of silence.Fools said i,you do not know Silence like a cancer grows.Hear my words that I might teach you,Take my arms that I might reach you.But my words like silent raindrops fell,And echoed In the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon God they made.And the sign flashed out its warning,In the words that it was forming.And the signs said, the words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls.And whisperd in the sounds of silence.

TAD( HERE THEY ARE WOLF)

The Five People You Meet in Heaven

I liked this book it wasn't really action packed or anything but it taught a lesson and made you think about life and heaven. It was semi-God related. It talked about Heaven in a different view. That it teaches you what your life was for basically. In the end I actually started to believe that all lives are connected in a way. That when one person dies another person is spared and in turn when that person dies another person will be affected. I recommend it to anyone.

Review/Description
"At the time of his death, Eddie was an old man with a barrel chest and a torso as squat as a soup can," writes Albom, author of the bestselling phenomenon Tuesdays with Morrie, in a brief first novel that is going to make a huge impact on many hearts and minds. Wearing a work shirt with a patch on the chest that reads "Eddie" over "Maintenance," limping around with a cane thanks to an old war injury, Eddie was the kind of guy everybody, including Eddie himself, tended to write off as one of life's minor characters, a gruff bit of background color. He spent most of his life maintaining the rides at Ruby Pier, a seaside amusement park, greasing tracks and tightening bolts and listening for strange sounds, "keeping them safe." The children who visited the pier were drawn to Eddie "like cold hands to a fire." Yet Eddie believed that he lived a "nothing" life-gone nowhere he "wasn't shipped to with a rifle," doing work that "required no more brains than washing a dish." On his 83rd birthday, however, Eddie dies trying to save a little girl. He wakes up in heaven, where a succession of five people are waiting to show him the true meaning and value of his life. One by one, these mostly unexpected characters remind him that we all live in a vast web of interconnection with other lives; that all our stories overlap; that acts of sacrifice seemingly small or fruitless do affect others; and that loyalty and love matter to a degree we can never fathom. Simply told, sentimental and profoundly true, this is a contemporary American fable that will be cherished by a vast readership. Bringing into the spotlight the anonymous Eddies of the world, the men and women who get lost in our cultural obsession with fame and fortune, this slim tale, like Charles Dickens's A Christmas Carol, reminds us of what really matters here on earth, of what our lives are given to us for.

Crank

This book was pretty good. I like her style of writing and love all her books so far. I still need to read the sequel to this book, but I bet it will be good too. The book mainly focuses on drugs and addiction and a person's life involved with them. The ending I can't say much about because there is a sequel, but it ended well enough there really wasn't a whole lot of need for a sequel. I will say this book is a good read but still not my favorite of hers.

Review/Description
Seventeen-year-old Kristina Snow is introduced to crank on a trip to visit her wayward father. Caught up in a fast-paced, frightening, and unfamiliar world, she morphs into "Bree" after she "shakes hands with the monster." Her fearless, risk-taking alter ego grows stronger, "convincing me to be someone I never dreamed I'd want to be." When Kristina goes home, things don't return to normal. Although she tries to reconnect with her mother and her former life as a good student, her drug use soon takes over, leaving her "starving for speed" and for boys who will soon leave her scarred and pregnant. Hopkins writes in free-verse poems that paint painfully sharp images of Kristina/Bree and those around her, detailing how powerful the "monster" can be. The poems are masterpieces of word, shape, and pacing, compelling readers on to the next chapter in Kristina's spiraling world.

AN ANOTHER TAD UPDATE!

Sorry been busy. Add new books soon. Loved Edward Kayla! Wolf, Kayla, and TAD survived a bus wreck. We can say "I survived State of '08"!
TAD

Poetry Blog

This is the link to my poetry blog:

http://thelanguageofpoetry.blogspot.com/

A sketch of Edward Cullen

Hey you guys! I found this awesome sketch of Edward!


here's the link:


http://testriffic.com/art/smighter2/74116