Apr 9, 2013
WE'RE BACK!!!!
You guys! It's so good to be back. I am very happy, and I am really really glad, so I want to tell you everything that's been happening. So, back at the beginning of March, there were New Englands, which were super fun. I went to visit the Taj Mall, which is like the Taj Mahal, but a market instead! I bough green chai tea and incense. It was really cool and there was an adorable little preschool there. All those little kids! So cute! In case you can't tell, I love children. But Alex went to Nationals in...the...300? Is that right? Well, everyone did well. Bethanie Brown (super fast runner) was there, and she was super fast as usual in the 2 mile, except there was a freshman, whose name was Hannah DeBalsi, who beat Bethanie Brown, even though Bethanie is really fast. Which everyone was super pissed at the freshman, who I felt kind of bad for; but I felt more bad for Bethanie, so the feelings were kind of conflicting. ANYWAY.Wow, I am looking back at this, and Google is finding so many typos that I meant to say. Bethanies, chai, Englands, Taj...jeezus. Anyway, after the whole running stuff, the team celebrated at a really cool place that has totally delicious yet non-nutritious food. We went to a place and in the place there was a mall, and in the mall there was the Cheesecake Factory! I imagined it as more of a factory. That makes cheesecakes. Instead, it just sold a lot of cheesecake. So I ordered a slice, as expected of me, but I also ordered some onion rings, which weren't very good. I can see why they call it the Cheesecake Factory, not the Onion Ring Factory. But anyway, I had the most delicious cheesecake. Except it wasn't the one that I had ordered, which was red velvet and pretty yummilicious. But I'm pretty sure it was...Alex's cake, dulce de leche? I think? I'll have to check with him. But seriously, it was so cakelicious, I ate more of that than I did of my red velvet. However, that is entirely inconsequential. As for my life, I've been doing a lot more art since I left, working on my comics. I now have six pages filled in my doodle book, which will soon be transferred to my Bananime series. Now, just a warning about the Bananime series. They aren't actually anime. The word 'Bananime' is a made up word (courtesy of one of my friends) just referring to the doodles I do in class when I'm really bored. I'm going to be making comics out of them, though. I also have ideas for a comic written with my favorite pens; the Pilot G-2 and a pink Pilot Precise. If you have any ideas for a name for the comic, contact me at the usual place, my email. Or don't, whichever you prefer. Let's see, what else happened? Outdoor track went well, I can't remember if you caught any of that. Yeah, I talked about New Englands. We can just pretend I went for running, even though I didn't. Augh! I can't even express anything. I missed you guys so much. I have so many comics and stories and everythings for you. But Donny and Jack are right. Not that I'm a tarp and a sack of potatoes (what does that even mean???) but that I've been delaying this post. Not my fault however! I literally couldn't. But I've got a lot of good material for you guys, and it all starts now. With my new comic, the Schoolyard, featuring my Ancient Medieval class with guest star: Mr. Stewie. I can't actually technically use his actual name, but for those who know him, you can guess, and for those who don't – well, I'm assuming you don't care. So...yeah. Outdoor track has started! That's good, especially that I'm starting high jump. Oh wait – no. I'm probably going to die once I mangle my spine by falling on the high jump bar. Can you live with a mangled spine? I'm not sure of this...next time I go on Google, I'll check it out. Oh, what the hey! We can do it now. Let's take an intermission, get up and stretch, chill out...good? Okay, so according Google it says you can...That was a nice little interruption from our normal programming, eh? Wow, I feel so Canadian. 'Eh.' Heh, silly Canadians. Probably shouldn't say that, I have quite a few Canadian readers. Um, awkward. Well, that was ADHD of me. Sorry about that, Canadia. And yes, that was not a typo. It's not Canada, it's Canadia. Canadia doesn't need your oppression! God, what is wrong with me? It's my inauguration back into Yannsbury and all I can do is babble about Canadia and spines. So, anyway, promoting my comic which isn't really promoting because it's on my own blog, view Schoolyard Comics! (Yay! Please! Do it!) Whoops, sorry, let my promoter out. Totally accidental. Yep. Anyway, running has started, crazy running. I'm doing the 2 mile, 400 meter and triple jump, so between the mangling of my spine, I'll be crying about my slow and painful death. And getting sand in my spikes. It's not like I'm even a good runner or jumper. Not that I'm bitter about not being in Varsity or anything...Just go away. Just kidding, love me! You know what? I'm getting really freaky right now, and so I'm just going to step away from the computer. Is that okay? I missed you a lot. But for now, goodbye. Oh, and I also 'hired' (not really, I'm not paying them money) someone to help me with Yannsbury. Their code name is Alex Yannsbury, and you'll be able to tell when I'm posting versus when Alex is posting! If you look down at who wrote the post. So. Yeah. Anyway, it's been real, and you are all the most fabulous people ever, but I have to go. So, as always, you can contact me at our Facebook here, or, if you so choose, email me at yannsburydesigns@gmail.com.
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THE BIG YANNS IS BACK
ReplyDeleteYes! I'm back! It's nice to be here again.
DeleteYANNS! YOU'RE BACK!
ReplyDeleteWow, Cleo. I must say, Im impressed.
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ReplyDeleteWell Cleo, it is no wonder that google is saying you are misspelling words when you use words like cakeilicious, yummilicious, and Canadia!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the shoutout Yanns. Btw your xc team drawing has been the background on my laptop for the past three months!
ReplyDeleteYea thanks for the shoutout! GO SIXERS! GO SOX! GO FLYERS! GO SAINTS!
DeleteI expect a shoutout next time. Follow me on twitter @skelsbells
DeleteCleo, can you tell me about your childhood?
DeleteJack, stop pretending to be me. I'm the only person that can ask that question.
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ReplyDeleteFour score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
ReplyDeleteNow we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate—we cannot consecrate—we cannot hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom— and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
ReplyDeleteI get a feeling that I never never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Yes I can, doubt that I leave, I’m running with this plan
Pull me, grab me, crabs in the bucket can’t have me
I’ll be the president one day
January 1st, oh, you like that gossip
Like you the one thinkin’ what God said
Now come, now I gotta work with your tongue
How many Rolling Stones you want?
Yeah I got a brand new spirit,
Speak it and it’s done
Woke up on the side of the bed like I won
Talk like a winner,my chest to that sun,
G5 dealer, US to Taiwan
I hope you say that, I wanna play back
Mama knew I was a needle in a hay stack
A Bugatti boy, plus Maybach
I got a feeling it’s a wrap, ASAP
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never, never never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling.
The mountain top, walk on water
I got power, feel so royal
One second, I’ma strike oil
Diamond, platinum, no more for you
That adrenaline, never giving in
Giving up’s not an option, gotta get it in
Witness I got the heart of 20 men
No fear, go to sleep in the lion’s den
That flow, that spark, that crown
You looking at the king of the jungle now
Stronger than ever can’t hold me down
A hundred miles comin’ from the pitcher's mound
Straight game face, it’s game day
See me running through the crowd full of melee
No trick plays, I’m Bill Gates,
Take a genius to understand me
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling.
Let's get it, let's get it
I know you got the good feelin’
Let’s get it, let’s get it
Gotta love the life that we livin’
Let’s get it, let’s get it
I know you got the good feelin’
Let’s get it, let’s get it
Gotta love the life that we livin’
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never, never, never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling...
Woo that's a full rainbow... all the way
ReplyDeleteDouble rainbow, Oh my God, double rainbow
It's a double rainbow all the way, dam
It's a double rainbow all the way, dam, oh my god
What does this mean, it's so bright, it's so vivid
Double rainbow, Double rainbow it's so intense
What does this mean?
It's starting to look like a triple-rainbow
That's a whole rainbow there – ahhhhhhh
Double rainbow all the way 'cross the sky, yeah, yeaaaah, it's so intense
Double rainbow all the way 'cross the sky, wow, wow oh my god
Look at that rainbow
Double complete rainbow oh my god
To watch oh my god it's full of awe I can't even capture it on my camera
Double rainbow all the way across the sky, yeah, yeaaaah, it's so intense
Double rainbow all the way across the sky, wow, wow oh my god
Look at that rainbow
Whoooooo, whoooooo that is the badest I've ever seen
Chorus:
Double rainbow all the way across the sky, yeah, yeaaaah, it's so intense
Double rainbow all the way across the sky, wow, wow oh my god look at that rainbow
You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors
ReplyDeleteIt's the morning of your very first day
You say "Hi" to your friends you ain't seen in a while
Try and stay out of everybody's way
It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here
For the next four years in this town
Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say
"You know, I haven't seen you around before"
'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen
Feeling like there's nothing to figure out
Well count to ten, take it in
This is life before you know who you're gonna be
Fifteen
You sit in class next to a redheaded Abigail
And soon enough you're best friends
Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool
We'll be out of here as soon as we can
And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car
And you're feeling like flying
And your mamma's waiting up
and you're thinking he's the one
And you're dancing 'round the room when the night ends, when the night ends
'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
When you're fifteen and your first kiss makes your head spin around
But in your life you'll do things greater than dating the boy of the football team
But I didn't know it at fifteen
When all you wanted was to be wanted
Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now
Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday
But I realized some bigger dreams of mine
And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy who changed his mind
And we both cried
'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall
I've found time can heal most anything
And you just might find who you're supposed to be
I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Your very first day
You take a deep breath, girl
Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors.
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
ReplyDeleteAnd she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
ReplyDeleteWe set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her.
She'd got several blasts, she'd twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover.
We had one million bales of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides,
We had four million barrels of bones.
We had five million hogs, we had six million dogs,
Seven million barrels of porter.
We had eight million bails of old nanny goats' tails,
In the hold of the Irish Rover.
There was awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute
When the ladies lined up for his set
He was tootin' with skill for each sparkling quadrille
Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
With his sparse witty talk he was cock of the walk
As he rolled the dames under and over
They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance
And he sailed in the Irish Rover
There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee,
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Jimmy McGurk who was scarred stiff of work
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And the ship lost it's way in a fog.
And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two,
Just meself and the captain's old dog.
Then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned
I'm the last of the Irish Rover
A long, long time ago
ReplyDeleteI can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And, I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance, and...
Maybe they'd be happy for a while
But, February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep - I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside the day the music died
So, bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Did you write the Book of Love and do you have faith in God, above?
If the Bible tells you so
Now, do you believe in Rock and Roll? Can music save your mortal soul? And...
Can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him, 'cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes - man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely, teenage broncin' buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck, but...
I knew I was out of luck the day the music died
I started singing, bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a Rolling Stone, but...
That's not how it used to be
When the Jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean
In a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the King was looking down the Jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned - no verdict was returned
And, while Lenin read a book on Marx the quartet practiced in the park, and...
We sang dirges in the dark the day the music died
We were singing, bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Healter Skealter in the summer swelter - the Birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight Miles High and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass with the Jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume while the Sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance, oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field - the marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died?
We started singing, bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
And, there we were, all in one place - a generation Lost in Space
With no time left to start again
So, come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick - Jack Flash sat on a Candlestick, 'cause...
Fire is the Devil's only friend
And, as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell could break that satan's spell
And, as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite, I saw...
Satan laughing with delight the day the music died
He was singing, bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the Blues, and I asked her for some happy news
She just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before, but...
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ReplyDelete[Verse 1]
ReplyDelete[Liam]
You're insecure,
Don't know what for,
You're turning heads when you walk through the door,
Don't need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough,
[Bridge]
[Harry]
Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,
[Chorus]
[All]
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'll understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,
That's what makes you beautiful
[Verse 2]
[Zayn]
So c-come on,
You got it wrong,
To prove I'm right,
I put it in a song,
I don't know why,
You're being shy,
And turn away when I look into your eye eye eyes,
[Bridge]
[Harry]
Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,
[Chorus]
[All]
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/what-makes-you-beautiful-lyrics-one-direction.html ]
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'll understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,
That's what makes you beautiful
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na [x2]
[Middle 8]
[Harry]
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
[All]
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
[Chorus]
[All]
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful ([Harry:] Oh),
If only you saw what I can see,
You'll understand why I want you so desperately ([Harry:] desperately),
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful ([Harry:] beautiful) ,
Oh oh,
[Harry]
That's what makes you beautiful
by Jay Saint
R.E.A.L.L.Y. Love You Lyrics
by Mario
Rihanna's Gun Lyrics
by Cris Cab
Hands Up In The Air Lyrics
by Timbaland
I Want Crazy Lyrics
by Hunter Hayes
Over (remix) Lyrics
by Drake
Army Of Me Lyrics
by Christina Aguilera
Lights Out Lyrics
by Natalia Kills
Repo (Cassidy Diss) Lyrics
by Meek Mill
Somebody Else Lyrics
by Frank Ocean
Silenced By The Night Lyrics
by Keane
Don't Look Down Lyrics
by Skylar Grey
So Sophisticated Lyrics
by Game
Black Faces Lyrics
by Childish Gambino
Explosions Lyrics
by Ellie Goulding
Mercy Lyrics
by Chris Brown
Whistling At A Jiggy Girl Lyrics
by Flo Rida
SSL Lyrics
by Terrace Martin
Love And War Lyrics
by Tamar Braxton
#ruReady Lyrics
by Will I Am
Sexy And I Know It Lyrics
by Lmfao
Body On Mine Lyrics
by Eva
Can’t Keep Me Down Lyrics
by Cypress Hill
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O End or no end
Fucking with them O boys
You gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys
We got lots of dough boy
[Verse 1]
These bitches love Sosa
And they love them Glo' Boys
Know we from the 'Go boy
But we cannot go boy
No I don't know ol' boy
I know he's a broke boy
Raris and Rovers
Convertibles, Lambos boy
You know I got bands boy
And it's in my pants boy
Disrespect them O Boys
You won't speak again boy
Don't think that I'm playin boy
No we don't use hands boy
No we don't do friends boy
Collect bands I'm a land lord
I gets lotsa commas
I can fuck yo mama
I ain't with the drama
You can meet my llama
Ridin with 3hunna
With 300 foreigns
These bitches see Chief Sosa
I swear to god they all on
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Don't make me call D. Rose boy
He six double-o boy
And he keep that pole boy
You gon' get fucked over
Bitch I done sell soda
And I done sell coca
She gon' clap for Sosa
He gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa
Them hoes they do it for Sosa
Tadoe off that Molly water
So nigga be cool like water
Fore you get hit with this lava
Bitch I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price I'll cop it b
And yo bitch steady jockin' me
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