My parents have the penchant for burning. In fact, they love burning, especially old stuff. Now, the recent victim, or rather, victims, are the red laces which was tied to the tree last Christmas of 2001. I want to save them, I really do. Oh dear, I should be executed for my love of sentimental value.
This is, indeed, for future reference. Artmagick links.
Ugh. Classes again tomorrow. Can't we just go to Hogwart's instead? Study cool stuff like transfiguration rather than do a math boardwork? (In which I haven't done yet.)
I downloaded the following mp3's today:
Christmastime by The Smashing Pumpkins
The Swan Lake by Tchaikovsky
Cosmic Girl by Jamiroquai
Girl by Beck
Fix You by Coldplay