I Was Curious...
...So I took it. Low and behold, I got:
You are darkness and moonlight and a sky full of stars. You're nocturnal, but not in a lonely way. You are the moment when an unbelievably good rock show goes into its third encore. Just when everyone starts to wonder if it's finally over, the band runs back on stage and starts another song. You are the time of night when everybody knows it's getting late, but nobody wants to go home. You are the smoke machines, still going strong, and the stage lights that make that smoke glow blue and red. You are the warm mass of people singing along in unison, the sweaty rockers, the guitar solo, and that split second when you could swear the lead singer looked in your direction.
Does that surprize me?
Not in the slightest. I have always always always been a night owl...even in grade school I used to get into trouble because I was up past my bedtime.
You are darkness and moonlight and a sky full of stars. You're nocturnal, but not in a lonely way. You are the moment when an unbelievably good rock show goes into its third encore. Just when everyone starts to wonder if it's finally over, the band runs back on stage and starts another song. You are the time of night when everybody knows it's getting late, but nobody wants to go home. You are the smoke machines, still going strong, and the stage lights that make that smoke glow blue and red. You are the warm mass of people singing along in unison, the sweaty rockers, the guitar solo, and that split second when you could swear the lead singer looked in your direction.
Does that surprize me?
Not in the slightest. I have always always always been a night owl...even in grade school I used to get into trouble because I was up past my bedtime.
posted by Amanda at 8:05 PM
1 Comments:
You'd fit in down here, then. No one really thinks about going out or having a party until at least 9:00 or 10:00, usually closer to 11:00.
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