No, not the band, but the feeling one gets when they get burnt. It seriously kills. Last night I accidentally spilled hot water over my hand. The klutz that I am, was busy in conversation with Zarain, not realizing I was pouring water everywhere but in the mug. As soon as I realized, I jumped(clearly unnecessary) and happened to pour a nice waterfall of steaming liquid over myself. That was the end of my hand and my sanity. Instead of yelling in pain, I started laughing. I think Zarain was just a bit too traumatized by me. I'm not a masochist, trust me.. but I just felt like giggling.. It was the strangest thing ever. It's like being in one of those situations where you end up in tears due to an overdose of laughter.Only in this case, it was more laughter and no tears.I wonder how different our lives would be, if every painful experience could elicit such a reaction.
Here's Evil In A Closet by Inflames
The Lyrics are worth looking up.
About Me
- Amaranth
- Snow Globe
- A Rose and an Amaranth blossomed side by side in a garden,and the Amaranth said to her neighbour, "How I envy you your beauty and your sweet scent! No wonder you are such a universal favourite." But the Rose replied with a shade of sadness in her voice, "Ah, my dear friend, I bloom but for a time: my petals soon wither and fall, and then I die.But your flowers never fade, even if they are cut;for they are everlasting." -Aesop
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