so i know i dont follow enough people/have enough followers to get an answer, but i have to ask: does the phrase “give it up” have the same meaning in the UK as it does in the US?
They probably have some pish posh version of it.
“Let’s rob the haberdashery”
Many people were surprised by last night’s episode of Game of Thrones when the Red Wedding takes place. I just don’t understand how people can be such die hard fans of the show but they never read the books. The only thing I can think of is they see the length of each book and are deterred because of laziness to read. Shame. I don’t think ti should have been so surprising for so many. Just one man’s thoughts.
This is a bean plant that is growing in one of the science classrooms at the school I work at. As you can see it is growing from a drain that is located next to the eye wash station. The story of how it came to be is a story of dumb luck. A while back the students did a lab in which they had to transfer pinto beans into cups and so after the lab was done you can bet the floor was covered in beans. One of the beans must have fallen down the drain which isn’t too surprising. About two weeks ago a student was leaning over to look at a calander and accidently turned on the eye wash station sending water down into the drain. Then yesterday we see this sprout poking out of the drain. the stem goes about 5 inches below into the ground so it must have been growing for some time. It is incredible how nature finds a way.
This past week I came up with an idea for a short film (about 30 minutes in length I’d guess) and after pitching the idea to Sophia we decided to team up and write out a script so we can film it this summer. I wrote out a detailed outline of the plot and I’m very excited to get the ball rolling on this project.
Has it really been that long?
I remember becoming friends with you in the sixth grade when I was first becoming interested in skate boarding. You were always a funny kid and friendly to just about anybody. It makes me sad that you left this world so young, and so I can only hope that you are in a better place. I remember the service we weren’t supposed to have at school and I remember your viewing and everyone who was there together, crying. It was hard on all of us because we cared about you in so many ways. It’s true we lost touch a bit in high school but that didn’t take away the friendship that we had. You may be gone but certainly not forgotten. Rest easy, Charlie.
I cowrote the lyrics with Devo Galiano, the guitarist of ColourNoise. Initially, I came up with the lyrics for the chorus while I was playing around with the chord progression and so it stuck. The rest is a collaboration between the two of us, which is how most of the lyrics for ColourNoise are now written.
Suddenly awake with a surge of surprise,
Sleepiness still somewhat lingers.
Must be close to morning, maybe.
Might be. Let me see. Where’s my clock?
No, not morning now; not even near.
One o’clock. Wow, wonderful; sleep a while longer.
Oh, God. Again. Good grief, what now?
Four AM for Father’s sake; feeling drowsier finally.
Creep quietly to dreamscapes, quickly. I hope.
A hour will pass, my sleep won’t last, my night was vast.
Just lay my head atop my bed as still as dead.
Alarm alleviates awesome accents of a near dream.
Rise up lights, razor blades, readily start the day,
Waking; wishful wanting to walk back to bed.
Looking down a woodsy trail
Earbuds playing mellow tunes
My mouth is dry, my back drenched with sweat
Handle bars feel slick in my hand
Wind rolls on by, so sweet
My breathing is deep, I’m tired
Just a bit further
Let’s see some place new
I work the pedals and continue
Kinetic motion and balance
Ride along on dips and curves
Try not to eat it or scrape a knee
A ridge overlooking a creek
The brush is wild but beautiful
It is good to be alive here
Troubles keep away from these woods
I found this place, and now it is mine.