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Trapped in an elivater, Tokio Hotel, Paramore, Green Day and a crazy fan

September 14, 2009
By GraceGallows PLATINUM, Plainville, Massachusetts
GraceGallows PLATINUM, Plainville, Massachusetts
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Four bands got into an elavator.Little did they know a crazy fan was also there. They presses top floor (40th) and the elavater started. "OMG OMG OMG ITS OMG I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!" Someone screamed as the elavater stopped. "Danka?!" Bill Kaulitz asked. ":)" Was the only sign of a reply. "This place used to be a funhouse but now i think its filled with evil clowns, like her!" P!nk said. "Who are you anyway?!"Tre asked "My name is Gloria!" She replied "Gloria where are you Gloria" Billie Joe sang. "IM HEEEEEEEERE!!!!!" She reply happily. "I don't know who you are so ill treat you like a stranger, but just so you know ignorance is your new best friend" Hailey Williams said. "but can't Gusti be my new best friend?" Gloria asked. The elavater door opend "Hey Gloria?" Gustav asked. "Yes Gusti" She replied "Please Jump, Please Jump and if all this holds you back I'll push you down, the elavator shaft!" He said having the song "Don't Jump in his head. "I wish I had, One, 21 Guns" Billie Joe said. Everyone backed away. the elavator doors were fixed and the bands had to live with Gloria following them forever the end.

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on Sep. 19 at 10:51 am
tyrellunderwood, 63l Blue Sky Highway Ethete, Wyo., Wyoming
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wassup guys!!

on Jun. 19 2016 at 4:44 pm
socialkaysualty PLATINUM, Dover, Delaware
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Favorite Quote:
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes,
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —
(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —
(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.

So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?

And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.

And should I then presume?

And how should I begin?

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? ...

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—
If one, settling a pillow by her head

Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;

That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:

“That is not it at all,

That is not what I meant, at all.”

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old ... I grow old ...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

You really need to work on grammar, spelling, etc.

on Jul. 23 2015 at 4:15 pm
SomeoneMagical PLATINUM, Durham, New Hampshire
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Never read whaler ever book this is based off of...yes I agree random fast and a bit too short for my liking. Please fix. -:)

on Nov. 17 2014 at 10:47 am
ghoultears BRONZE, Las Vegas, Nevada
3 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
"How are mirrors real if our eyes aren't real?" -Jaden Smith


on Mar. 7 2012 at 5:50 pm
momopeach SILVER, Wellington, Florida
8 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
I have not yet begun to fight!- John Paul Jones

Very random and fast.

on Apr. 29 2011 at 9:15 pm
DeniC483 SILVER, New Haven, Connecticut
5 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live"- unknown

Lol!! Love thiss!!!! DANKE!!!!!! =D

on Mar. 21 2011 at 3:30 pm
Oorah_Alchemist, Bluffton, South Carolina
0 articles 6 photos 26 comments

Favorite Quote:
Standing between us and evil.He'll defend to the very last shell.Carnage all around but still unflinching gun blazing as he fell.The brave soldier once at Heavens gate Yells out."One more soldier reporting sir,and I believe I've served enough time in hell.

Haha that was clever. I like the part were Billie says I wish I had 1 21 guns XD

Zaria said...
on Dec. 1 2010 at 5:06 pm
that was really random and fast. Ich liebe it. No metion for tom or georg from tokio hotel but I love the p!nk line and the green day part. Im now really hyper from this lol

on Dec. 1 2010 at 12:14 pm
WillHug4Money GOLD, Florien, Louisiana
18 articles 0 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
Nothing is stronger than gentleness, and nothing is so gentle as real strength.

I LOOOOOVEE TOKIO HOTEL!!! That's the reason I clicked on the article, too XD...I love the "Please jump" part! Hilarious =)...and met Bill Kaulitz?!?!?!?!?!?! I <3 HIM SO MUCH!!!!!!

on Sep. 28 2010 at 9:29 am
ShyeGirlBeth GOLD, Easley, South Carolina
18 articles 16 photos 14 comments

Favorite Quote:
Kick The Darkness Till It Bleeds Daylight, Not Mine, But I Love The Saying....; When life gives you lemons, throw them at other people and yell "Make some stinkin lemonade!"; Otay!

Tokio Hotel is my life! Bill Kaulitz is one of the sweetest persons you will ever meet!!!!

on Jun. 30 2010 at 11:05 pm
diaphragm BRONZE, Tallahassee, Florida
2 articles 0 photos 86 comments
Lol XD that was funny

Mandy333 GOLD said...
on Jun. 22 2010 at 8:45 pm
Mandy333 GOLD, Upland, California
11 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
'Music is an unspoken language... A way to express feelings and emotion... Speak through the music, not through words.' HeavyGrinder

Very hilarious, Billy Joel ftw! Check out my story, Sakura Nights if you like anime/fan-fictions

on Jun. 20 2010 at 10:38 pm
Paramore! BRONZE, Manchester, New Hampshire
1 article 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Music is a collaboration of rhythms beating from the heart and feelings,memories and thoughts told in a way only words can all in seamless passionate bursts of soul and meaning made to penetrate the heart and scare away any fear.
Music gives me life.

It's Hayley Williams not Hailey.

on Jun. 8 2010 at 5:22 pm
RawrShanell SILVER, Whitehall, Montana
5 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
mhmmm. That's my favorite. mhmmm. dirty.

I love Green Day. This was actually really funny[:

on Mar. 12 2010 at 9:18 pm
writergirl13 GOLD, Cherry Hill, New Jersey
11 articles 8 photos 261 comments

Favorite Quote:
All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.
Ambrose Bierce

I love Tokio Hotel so much as well!!!!! That was the main reason I clicked on the article in the first place!! LOL!!!! :) :)

on Feb. 21 2010 at 11:49 am
XxCrazyGurlXx SILVER, Whiteville, North Carolina
6 articles 0 photos 23 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Besides my fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica." -Fang (Maximum Ride)
"I never wanted a part like this in my life." -Demi Lovato on Camp Rock
"Pink isn't just a race or color, its an attitude." -Myself

Yeah that 21 guns part was hilarious...I love that song and all those bands so....LOL ;D

on Feb. 18 2010 at 6:54 pm
juicyfan6 BRONZE, Mount Laurel, New Jersey
1 article 0 photos 46 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." - J.K. Rowling

This was interesting lol. :)

on Feb. 4 2010 at 9:35 am
GraceGallows PLATINUM, Plainville, Massachusetts
41 articles 32 photos 13 comments
lol thanks guys, and no lol wasnt a dream, just my complete randomness :p

on Jan. 27 2010 at 6:09 pm
ImWatchingYou BRONZE, McFarland, Wisconsin
2 articles 0 photos 10 comments
OMG I LOVE BILL! I like Gustav. Please Jump! LOL. This is histerical

katie35 BRONZE said...
on Dec. 14 2009 at 7:07 pm
katie35 BRONZE, Centennial, Colorado
4 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Deep quote to make me seem wise." -a profound person

hahahahaha i like the part with "i wish i had one, 21 guns"!! ah that was classic.