Mine by Taylor Swift:
When Taylor first meets eyes with a handsom waiter at a random resteraunt, they instantly fall in love. They go through life together, no problems and have a happy life. But when a argument takes place things get a little sticky. Will Taylor stay with her "True love", or will they fall apart and leave each other?
In the Jailhouse Now by Johnny Cash:
All his life Johnny has been a good kid. HE never broke the rules or done anything illegal. But he did have a friend named Bob who did so. Then one day Johnny meets a cryptic woman. Will she change Johnny for the worst, or for the best?
Home by Michael Bubl'e:
Michael has been away from home for a long time and he misses his parents. He doesn't feel like he is living the right life he needs. He feels alone and empty in life. Then something changed within Michael! He found someone new. Her name is Kay le'Sert Leroy. She has beautiful eyes that look like a rainfall in the jungles with splotches of blue around her green eyes, short brown hair that is just as soft as a hare, and is 6'7. they go about town and see all the wonderful sights. They figure out that they have so much in common and think that they should be together. Will Michael go back to his old life with his parents? or will he stay away from them and live his life with Kay le'Sert Leroy?
I Thought I saw Your Face Today by She and Him:
One day as Zooey was walking through the park and turned her head, she thought she saw someone from her memory. She hopes to find this person and to fall in love all over again with him. Will she find this spark of love again?
A Boy Named Sue by Johnny Cash:
When Sue was three his father left him and his mother. And before he left, he named his only son Sue. As Sue grew up he would be made fun of and get into many fights. Sue got mean and hard within the soul and swore to the Moon and stars that he will find his father and kill him for naming him Sue. Does Sue kill his father? Or will he die trying?
"If we can find forgivness in our hearts for those who have caused us hurt and injury, we will rise to a higher level of self-esteem and well-being" - James E. Faust
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Story Songs
Song Title: Mine
Song Artist: Taylor Swift
Mine Lyrics
Plot:
As Taylor is growing up she watches her parents argue and fight all the time. She doesn't want that to happen to her, so she wants to try and avoid any contention she has with the one she loves in the future. Later in her life she walks into a restaurant and meets a handsome young man working as a waiter there. Taylor and this young man get into a relationship and it soon becomes pretty serious.
Character:
Taylor wants to have a great relationship with her future husband. She doesn't want to have the same relationship her parents had with each other so she is going to try and prevent that from happening. It doesn't go through very well and Taylor begins to have a fight with her husband.
Theme:
Song Title: In The Jailhouse Now
Song Artist: Jonny Cash
In The Jailhouse Now Lyrics
Plot:
Jonny has a couple friends that like to break the law, gamble, and pretend to be who they really aren't. He tells his friends that they shouldn't do those things but they do it anyways. Soon they get into trouble with the law and are thrown into jail. And so does Jonny once he meets this lady friend of his.
Character:
Jonny and his friends start to break the law by gambling, robbing, and "taking in every honk tonk int town". They get into all of it so much that they get in trouble with the law and get thrown into the jailhouse.
Theme:
Song Artist: Taylor Swift
Mine Lyrics
Plot:
As Taylor is growing up she watches her parents argue and fight all the time. She doesn't want that to happen to her, so she wants to try and avoid any contention she has with the one she loves in the future. Later in her life she walks into a restaurant and meets a handsome young man working as a waiter there. Taylor and this young man get into a relationship and it soon becomes pretty serious.
Character:
- Taylor Swift (Young and older)
- Taylor's husband
- Taylor's parents
- Taylor's children
Taylor wants to have a great relationship with her future husband. She doesn't want to have the same relationship her parents had with each other so she is going to try and prevent that from happening. It doesn't go through very well and Taylor begins to have a fight with her husband.
Theme:
- Communication
- Have a good relationship with people close to you
- A restaurant where Taylor first meets her future husband
- In the forest with pictures of memories everwhere
- The beach where Talyor and her husband walk down and live right next to
- The lake where taylor is purposed to
- Taylor's childhood home
Song Title: In The Jailhouse Now
Song Artist: Jonny Cash
In The Jailhouse Now Lyrics
Plot:
Jonny has a couple friends that like to break the law, gamble, and pretend to be who they really aren't. He tells his friends that they shouldn't do those things but they do it anyways. Soon they get into trouble with the law and are thrown into jail. And so does Jonny once he meets this lady friend of his.
Character:
- Jonny Cash
- Ramblin' Bob
- Susie
Jonny and his friends start to break the law by gambling, robbing, and "taking in every honk tonk int town". They get into all of it so much that they get in trouble with the law and get thrown into the jailhouse.
Theme:
- Breaking the law is bad
- Don't gamble, steal, and rob
- The jailhouse
Sunday, March 27, 2011
The Jealous Raven
THE RAVEN
-EDGAR ALLEN POE
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
This it is, and nothing more."
I won't give the whole poem because it is way too long to pay attention to, but this poem makes me "jealous". When I studied Edgar Allen Poe last year in English, I became very familiar with his writing. This one in particular was very interesting for me to read. It made me quite "jealous" and really made me think about my writing. This poem makes me "jealous" because I have never really thought of the words I use. I have always gone with words that rhyme together no matter how crummy it sounds. His thoughts that I feel within the poem make me "jealous" to read as well. What goes through the persons head is quite interesting. I have always wanted to get better at writing like that. (To write what goes through peoples’ minds is an interesting way of expressing yourself.) It also lets others feel the way you feel. Edgar Allen Poe is a role model of mine and I am quite "jealous" of his work.
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
This it is, and nothing more."
I won't give the whole poem because it is way too long to pay attention to, but this poem makes me "jealous". When I studied Edgar Allen Poe last year in English, I became very familiar with his writing. This one in particular was very interesting for me to read. It made me quite "jealous" and really made me think about my writing. This poem makes me "jealous" because I have never really thought of the words I use. I have always gone with words that rhyme together no matter how crummy it sounds. His thoughts that I feel within the poem make me "jealous" to read as well. What goes through the persons head is quite interesting. I have always wanted to get better at writing like that. (To write what goes through peoples’ minds is an interesting way of expressing yourself.) It also lets others feel the way you feel. Edgar Allen Poe is a role model of mine and I am quite "jealous" of his work.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
What Goes Through my Head
Tell you what goes through my head, you say?
Oh I don't know
Maybe little conversations with friends that aren't really there
Maybe conclusions that click somewhere in there, leading me to believe the worst
Why does this happen, you ask?
Maybe because I lost connection
Maybe because everyone chooses to ignore my voice
To pretend I'm not here
Now let me ask you this
What do you think of this?
Give me a reasonable reason why this is happening
I've gone through many senarios and they all come out the same
I end up alone
And now tell me this...
Do you really want this to end?
Oh I don't know
Maybe little conversations with friends that aren't really there
Maybe conclusions that click somewhere in there, leading me to believe the worst
Why does this happen, you ask?
Maybe because I lost connection
Maybe because everyone chooses to ignore my voice
To pretend I'm not here
Now let me ask you this
What do you think of this?
Give me a reasonable reason why this is happening
I've gone through many senarios and they all come out the same
I end up alone
And now tell me this...
Do you really want this to end?
Friday, March 18, 2011
Why should I do all this?
The thermometer has reached its limit, and I don't think i can stand this anymore
I chose to have my room this way
I chose to put my clothes in the places they are in
I chose to put all this food on my face
I chose to call him that name
I chose each specific color of paint and crayon to put on that wall
Why do you get in my way and yell at me?
What do you want?
You want me to pick all my toys up?
But... But I like where they are. I will know where they are in the future when I want to play with them...
You want me to hang up all my clothes?
BUT IT IS EASIER TO REACH WHEN I WANT TO WEAR THEM AGAIN!
You want me to clean off my face?
But what if I want to eat it later?
You want me to say sorry?
Do you know what he did to me last week?
You also want me to clean the wall?
BUT IT'S MY ART! IT'S BEAUTIFUL! And it will take FOREVER to clean it all off!
What?
Stop Complaining?
I'm not complaining....
You're just being bossy...
I chose to have my room this way
I chose to put my clothes in the places they are in
I chose to put all this food on my face
I chose to call him that name
I chose each specific color of paint and crayon to put on that wall
Why do you get in my way and yell at me?
What do you want?
You want me to pick all my toys up?
But... But I like where they are. I will know where they are in the future when I want to play with them...
You want me to hang up all my clothes?
BUT IT IS EASIER TO REACH WHEN I WANT TO WEAR THEM AGAIN!
You want me to clean off my face?
But what if I want to eat it later?
You want me to say sorry?
Do you know what he did to me last week?
You also want me to clean the wall?
BUT IT'S MY ART! IT'S BEAUTIFUL! And it will take FOREVER to clean it all off!
What?
Stop Complaining?
I'm not complaining....
You're just being bossy...
Monday, March 14, 2011
What Music Artists think of LOVE
I have no idea what Love is defined as.... So I decided to go with what some Music Artists think about love. I think they sort of hit the idea of Love..... But do we really understand the definition of Love?
Brian McKnight:
"One... you're like a dream come true
Two... just wanna be with you
Three... girl it's plain to see... that your the only one for me... girl and...
Four... repeat steps one through three
Five... make you fall in love with me
If ever I believe my work is done... then I start Back at One"
Hall & Oats:
"But You make my dreams come true
On a night when bad dreams become a screamer"
Death Cab for Cutie:
"I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved"
He is We:
"Oh, happily ever after, wouldn't you know, wouldn't you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, who'd like to know, I'd like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?"
Hellogoodbye:
"I like where we are,
When we drive, in your car
I like where we are.... Here
Cause our lips, can touch
And our cheeks, can brush
Our lips can touch here"
Brian McKnight:
"One... you're like a dream come true
Two... just wanna be with you
Three... girl it's plain to see... that your the only one for me... girl and...
Four... repeat steps one through three
Five... make you fall in love with me
If ever I believe my work is done... then I start Back at One"
Hall & Oats:
"But You make my dreams come true
On a night when bad dreams become a screamer"
Death Cab for Cutie:
"I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved"
He is We:
"Oh, happily ever after, wouldn't you know, wouldn't you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, who'd like to know, I'd like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?"
Hellogoodbye:
"I like where we are,
When we drive, in your car
I like where we are.... Here
Cause our lips, can touch
And our cheeks, can brush
Our lips can touch here"
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