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{ let it be } bio : emily is a 20-year old young lady who lives in one of her favorite cities in the world, los angeles, california. she attends the university of california, los angeles (commonly known as ucla), is now a third year student and now lives in los feliz. major: mass communication studies, minors: human complex systems and music history (ooOOooOoo). she is a freaky little thing, in the best possible way. she enjoys (among many other things), every and all types of music, movies and digital editing, theatre, singing/pretending she's going to start a band, fine arts (especially painting and sculpture), video games (console), mucking about with her computer/digital graphics, acting silly, riding horses, literature, writing, musicals, science fiction, and the color green. she is quite friendly, lovable, and nice when you get to know her (although that is a bit clique), and above all things, em (also known as 'emily') is incredibly ECLECTIC. she is also quite fond of lists of things, so you can be sure she'll find some time to put a bunch of them up here at some point in between all of her other eclectic activities. email : emeliz@ucla.edu aim : w i l d eggplant fan listings :
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6.28.2004
 Nightmare Before Christmas! What movie Do you Belong in? brought to you by Quizilla YES! Gotta Knock A Little Harder Happiness is just a word to me And it might have meant a thing or two If I'd had known the difference Emptiness, a lonely parody And my life, another smokin' gun A sign of my indifference Always keepin' safe inside Where no one ever had a chance To penetrate or break in Let me tell you some have tried But I would slam the door so tight That they could never get in Kept my cool under a lock and key And I never shed a tear Another sign of my condition Fear of love or bitter vanity That kept me on the run The main events at my confession I kept a chain upon my door That would shake the shame of Cain Into a blind submission The burning ghost without a name Was still calling all the same But I just wouldn't listen The longer I'd call The further I'd crawl The further I'd crawl the harder I'd fawll I was crawlin' into the fire The more that I saw The further I'd fall The further I'd fall the lower I'd crawl I kept fallin' into the fire Into the fire Into the fire Suddenly it occured to me The reason for the run and hide Had totaled my existence Everything left on the other side could never be much worse than this But I could go the distance I face the door and all my shame Tearin' off each piece of chain Until they all were broken But no matter how I tried The other side was locked up so tight The door it wouldn't open Give it all that I got And started to knock Shouted for someone To open the lock I just gotta get through the door And the more that I knocked The hotter I got The hotter I got the harder I'd knock I just gotta break through the door Gotta knock a little harder Gotta knock a little harder Gotta knock a little harder Break through the door Color: Black and white for Jack, with a splash of red for Sally. " Rebel rebel you tore your dress / Rebel rebel your face is a mess / Rebel rebel how could they know? / You're such a hot tramp / I love you so " ems thought these thoughts @ 9:09 PM ...right now, over me
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