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The instructions:
1. Put your Itunes, Windows Media Player, ect. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Have fun!!

SOMEONE SAYS "ARE YOU OKAY" YOU SAY...?
Baby, I Love You

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
In Your Own Way

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Too Bad

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Can't Cry These Tears

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Demolition Lovers

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
I Think I'm Paranoid

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
X Amount of Words

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Cancer

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
The End [Live]

WHAT IS 2+2?
I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
The Bubble Song

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Get Inside

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Everlasting Friend

Wow pretty close, LOL

I am wondering if the guys haven't been blogging just because they're really busy or if we have scared them away.
I kinda feel like we are stray kitties that are trying to get their attention. They pet us before and fed us scraps at the door, but now we've brought the whole neighborhood with us and they are feeling overwhelmed.
They are good guys so they don't want to just tell us to shoo or leave them alone. They would feel really bad about that cause they really do care about all us little kitties, their fans. They can't pet us all and they can't feed us all. Sometimes I think they are afraid to open the door to us because we might try to sneak in past them and get into their houses, or personal lives, where we REALLY don't belong.
I guess all we can do is wait and not push them. I'll be a good kitty, I'm not wild so I will be patient.

I ordered my stuff last Wednesday and got it today. I got the wolfhead cardigan, wreckage we rise t-shirt and fingerless gloves for me, and the death cabaret t-shirt for my daughters, and the revenge vest for my hubby!
The vest comes with an empty wooden coffin for free. Might have to fight my hubby for it.
The highlight of my day was when I called him at lunch from work and the first thing he says to me is, "I'm disturbed. When did you order a coffin?" I think I told him it was coming with the rest of our stuff but he probably wasn't listening to me. The way he said it was sooo funny, like he thought I had some evil plan for it. I did my best evil laugh and then explained that it came with the vest. Wish I hadn't told him that though cause he wants to keep it now and I was going to run off with it, darn.

Here she is dancing to Famous Last Words! Sorry it's fuzzy, but I hope you can still enjoy it. I'm so proud that she is a fan of MCR too!

It's a little fuzzy because I recorded it with my cell. I just wanted to share it with you all. I'm a proud momma!

I found the song "Old People" while looking up MCR music on the MySpace music search. It is so freaking funny. It's a parody of "Teenagers" but of course it's about old people. I don't know how to link it here but I think it's worth looking up if you want a good laugh.

Kay I was sent this on myspace, and of course I had to use My Chemical Romance! It would be cool if you tried it too! I had a lot of fun. Use MCR if you want too, I would just love to see your reply.

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people you like and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "my life according to (band name)"

Pick your Artist:
My Chemical Romance

Are you a male or female:
Our Lady of Sorrows

Describe yourself:
Disenchanted

How do you feel:
I'm Not Okay (I Promise)

Describe where you currently live:
Cubicles

If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
Skylines and Turnstyles

Your favorite form of transportation:
Cemetery Drive

Your best friend is:
The Ghost of You

You and your best friends are:
Demolition Lovers

What's the weather like:
Interlude

Favorite time of day:
Early Sunsets Over Monroeville

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
To the End

What is life to you:
Headfirst For Halos

Your last relationship:
I Don't Love You

Your fear:
Drowning Lessons

What is the best advice you have to give:
Vampires Will Never Hurt You

Thought for the Day:
Give 'Em Hell Kid

How I would like to die:
The Jetset Life Is Going To Kill You

My soul's present condition:
Mama

My motto:
Thank You For the Venom

So I actually entered the contest. I didn't think I would but when I put more thought into it I found I had more of what I needed for my contest entry than what I was going to be for Halloween.
I was inspired by Headfirst for Halos. This is my dark Peter Pan. In the first pic I have a red pill (to fly) and a blue pill (to fall).
Enjoy! Can't wait to see who wins!

Kay the reason I can't enter the contest is I don't have time to make anything. I know sad, but I already have to make a clown costume to go trick or treating with my little girls and I don't even know if I will get that done. Also I don't like how I look in pics right now. My pic here is from 6 years ago and I put on weight when I had my daughters and can't lose it.
But anyways, I have like four ideas for MCR costumes! First was simple, I was going to dress like Gerard from the Helena video. Could of wore that to work! Second I wanted to dress like the dead patient from the Black Parade video holding a sign that says "Did you get what you deserved?" Next I thought about dressing like a half preppy girl and half fangirl and title it Letting Out The Inner Fangirl. My left side I would wear a pretty pale pink shirt and flowery skirt and nice makeup and on the other side I would have a black MCR shirt (have to make my own so I don't ruin the real thing) and black jeans and black and white striped fingerless glove and then paint my face white with the black mask like Gerard. And I would comb my hair nice on the left side and spiky on the fangirl side. Okay for my last idea I was listening to Headfirst For Halos and I thought of dressing as a dark Peter Pan and title it Think Happy Thoughts. I would use photo shop and try to attach a shadow to my feet that is flipping the bird. I think I might try to draw Gerard like that. He would be standing with his arms crossed but his shadow would be flipping the bird.
Okay I'm done rambling. Think I will go sew or draw something.

I'm sorry it's not MCR but I really liked it and thought some of you out there might like it too! It is by a trobadour named Guillaume IX. I found it while searching for some literature from the middle ages. I hope you enjoy it!

“I will make a verse of exactly nothing:
there'll be nothing in it about me or anyone else,
nothing about love or youth
or anything else.
It came to me before, while I was sleeping
on my horse.

I do not know the hour of my birth.
I am not cheerful or morose,
I am no stranger here and do not belong in these parts,
and I can't help being this way,
I was turned into this, one night, by some fairy
high on a peak.

I don't know when I slept
or wake, if someone doesn't tell me.
My heart is almost broken
from the grief in it,
and I swear by Saint Martial, to me the whole thing
isn't worth a mouse.

I am sick and shiver at death
and don't know it except when I'm told.
I will look for the doctor I have in mind,
I don't know who he is.
He's a good doctor if he can make me well,
but not if I get worse.

I have a little friend, I don't know who she is,
because I've never seen her, so help me God;
she's done nothing to make me feel good, or bad,
and I don't care,
because there's never been a Frenchman or a Norman yet
inside my house.

I have never seen her and love her a lot,
she has never yet done right by me, or wrong.
When I do not see her, I enjoy myself.
And I don't care a cock,
because I know a nicer one, better looking.
And worth more.

I do not know the region where she dwells,
whether it's in the heights or on the plains.
I dare not tell how she wrongs me,
it hurts me in advance.
And it pains me to stay on here,
and so I go.

I have made this verse, I don't know what about;
and I shall send it to someone
who will send it for me to someone else
to someone in Anjou there;
let him send me from his little box the key
to what we have here.