here we are all n all
just waiting to pounce on the first to fall
we talk and own words we don't mean
even tho we all feel like fiends
we sing and we shout through silence so real
to make them look worse then they really feel
it must have kill to have started this
it must have kill to see us all pissed
just walking through these days
in the worlds heaviest haze
everything comes back to everyone that sees
everyone that hid the tiniest keys
we poor out colour just to see
though your just looking out for me
keep it all to your own mind
hiding it all from your kind
secrets to keep them safe from pain
these secrets make their trust wain
what are you trying to gain?
these are my thoughts about so far, they arent put in big paragraphs or anything just short 2 liners and a third. have fun with whatever day you read this. I'm colds.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
garble bargle argle arg
throat feel like someone replaced it with 120 grit sandpaper. not that strong but strong enough to be very annoying. i find out tomorrow if it contagious or not, i hope not because last time i had it for about a month in grade 7, a horrible month that was. i remember waking around 1ish kinda being able to breath but wen i got to the bathroom it was really really hard to breath and i got to spend my morning in a hospital. i did find a good show tho unfortunately i cant remember the name of it.
i actually cleanedish my room i got so bored. i not fully done i have alot to do still. my house is getting cleaner in some places yet messier in others. i guess as you clean things other places get worse. watever its a good work in progress.
my sister keeps telling me i should go and take philosophy and stuff like it wen all i do is repeat myself about the same things over and over and over. it would be interesting tho to take philosophy even tho i dont really see myself as the smart person that others might be. we will see wat happens wen it happens.
happy thanksgiving everyone!
i actually cleanedish my room i got so bored. i not fully done i have alot to do still. my house is getting cleaner in some places yet messier in others. i guess as you clean things other places get worse. watever its a good work in progress.
my sister keeps telling me i should go and take philosophy and stuff like it wen all i do is repeat myself about the same things over and over and over. it would be interesting tho to take philosophy even tho i dont really see myself as the smart person that others might be. we will see wat happens wen it happens.
happy thanksgiving everyone!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Sugary Crap
A gloriously awful foully beautiful thing sugary crap can be.
On a different note im gonna be stoning someone today yay! she tis be my wife.....for a while. oh and i got the august rush soundtrack thanks to rosie, its sooo good i love the music in that movie :D and the movie as well :D! If u have never seen it i will be dragging ur sorry ass down to the rental place and we shall be watching it weather u like movies or not.
its now winter and cold in my house and coincidentally everywhere else as well, just i dont have to live everywhere else. i think i shall be cracking out coat soon, although i am starting not to like it cause its soo big and poofy ya kinda get tired of that type of clothing after a while. if it starts snowing i will start wearing it again. There is a problem with this theory, the bloody rain. it gets everywhere, in my shoes soaking my hoodie so i need a better rain coat. i think wen i get better shoes i shall find a less poofy coat also, it shall be good.
they have made liquid jolly rogers. you know those little fruity candies? they are now in soft drink form at 7-11. shannon doesnt like it but i do.
my brain is really weird especially with dealling with reality. idk how to explain it. its just weird and uncomfortable wen it happens. it doesnt happen all the time. i wish it never happened at all. but u dont always get wat u want. there is a movie that matthew perry is in called numb, i shall find it and watch it soonish.
i tend to like movies about people with mental challenges idk why just do.
i think my train has stopped off at its station, i shall write again wen i get another ticket.
On a different note im gonna be stoning someone today yay! she tis be my wife.....for a while. oh and i got the august rush soundtrack thanks to rosie, its sooo good i love the music in that movie :D and the movie as well :D! If u have never seen it i will be dragging ur sorry ass down to the rental place and we shall be watching it weather u like movies or not.
its now winter and cold in my house and coincidentally everywhere else as well, just i dont have to live everywhere else. i think i shall be cracking out coat soon, although i am starting not to like it cause its soo big and poofy ya kinda get tired of that type of clothing after a while. if it starts snowing i will start wearing it again. There is a problem with this theory, the bloody rain. it gets everywhere, in my shoes soaking my hoodie so i need a better rain coat. i think wen i get better shoes i shall find a less poofy coat also, it shall be good.
they have made liquid jolly rogers. you know those little fruity candies? they are now in soft drink form at 7-11. shannon doesnt like it but i do.
my brain is really weird especially with dealling with reality. idk how to explain it. its just weird and uncomfortable wen it happens. it doesnt happen all the time. i wish it never happened at all. but u dont always get wat u want. there is a movie that matthew perry is in called numb, i shall find it and watch it soonish.
i tend to like movies about people with mental challenges idk why just do.
i think my train has stopped off at its station, i shall write again wen i get another ticket.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
stories, songs and storms
i said last time i would tell u a story... well i stole this one from an emery song called from crib to coffin
I used to be a better man.
But the regret came, and here I am.
I used to walk outside my door.
But I don't go outside anymore
When will they carry me to my grave?
So I can pay for the things my hands have made.
Two sons will take my body
and place it in the ground.
And I hope they know to be nothing like me.
No nothing like me.
My Blood is tainted with bitterness.
I want it out, I want it out of me.
Oh, the taste of my inheritance.
How I have fallen, the hills will cover me.
You too will become weak.
You too will become weak.
The trees are green what happens when they turn dry.
The trees are green what happens when they turn dry.
We chose our words and threw them towards the sky.
The trees were green, now they have all turned dry.
There was a bird
whose wings were crushed by a windshield.
So fast to the ground,
the roadside it found as its eyes closed.
I heard the driver say as she pulled away,
"What could I have done? The worst is over."
I thought to myself with risk to our health.
No one ever offers help.
When we were boys
we chased through neighbors' fields.
We could run forever, and I swore to my friends,
their lives I would defend, as a superhero.
But age finds the lust and gives it your trust.
And begs your devotion in trade for discretion.
The years play out as days as those friends pass away.
But you are taken care of, there is always television.
hope u had fun with stolen storytime
its weird at work lately, lie everybody can see the storm approaching but is just sitting their waiting for it to hit.in their boredom they find anger. one of the easiest emotions to show. so its weird at work as if i dont want to ask people about things in fear of losing my head. the storm is going to hit at the end of this month, or maybe we will be in the eye by then.
Anyways, i have 3 courses for now until stagecraft starts up. i got woodwork, peer helping and art then i go home and do whatever. so this semester is going to be a lazy one but next semester is going to be annoying cause i will have to actually think on paper. very hard to do.
welp bed times
I used to be a better man.
But the regret came, and here I am.
I used to walk outside my door.
But I don't go outside anymore
When will they carry me to my grave?
So I can pay for the things my hands have made.
Two sons will take my body
and place it in the ground.
And I hope they know to be nothing like me.
No nothing like me.
My Blood is tainted with bitterness.
I want it out, I want it out of me.
Oh, the taste of my inheritance.
How I have fallen, the hills will cover me.
You too will become weak.
You too will become weak.
The trees are green what happens when they turn dry.
The trees are green what happens when they turn dry.
We chose our words and threw them towards the sky.
The trees were green, now they have all turned dry.
There was a bird
whose wings were crushed by a windshield.
So fast to the ground,
the roadside it found as its eyes closed.
I heard the driver say as she pulled away,
"What could I have done? The worst is over."
I thought to myself with risk to our health.
No one ever offers help.
When we were boys
we chased through neighbors' fields.
We could run forever, and I swore to my friends,
their lives I would defend, as a superhero.
But age finds the lust and gives it your trust.
And begs your devotion in trade for discretion.
The years play out as days as those friends pass away.
But you are taken care of, there is always television.
hope u had fun with stolen storytime
its weird at work lately, lie everybody can see the storm approaching but is just sitting their waiting for it to hit.in their boredom they find anger. one of the easiest emotions to show. so its weird at work as if i dont want to ask people about things in fear of losing my head. the storm is going to hit at the end of this month, or maybe we will be in the eye by then.
Anyways, i have 3 courses for now until stagecraft starts up. i got woodwork, peer helping and art then i go home and do whatever. so this semester is going to be a lazy one but next semester is going to be annoying cause i will have to actually think on paper. very hard to do.
welp bed times
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Good Night Sleep Tight Don"t Let the Bed Bugs Bite
i guess i need to update this thing, and i guess i will stat with a story of some sort. yea that would be great, but i dont really have one for you today maybe next time.
it seems i like late nights better than days i seem to be more intellectual at moments that consist of walking to the pier and just listening, mainly to the guy that got me up away from my chair but whatever. this has happened a few times wen Justin gets off work he calls we make a few laughs then go for a walk around late night Sidney to the pier and last time was fun. last time was fun because it was rainy and windy and misty (which sounds the same as Mrs.t) but ya good times and coffee good times and coffee. the only problem is cant really do tat wen after i get off my shift cause he is off at the far off land beside the ferrys. sure house partys are fun and all but just one on one walks to the pier if i ever....wen i move away i will miss those the most. and that time seems to be pressing forward kinda quickishly with this being the last year i should have of high school. ahh nostalgic moments how they make human kind wish time could wait for them. unfortunately in a world like that people would be too happy in their fantasy worlds to really care about the one out here.
good. bad. black. white. blueberry. strawberry.
it seems i like late nights better than days i seem to be more intellectual at moments that consist of walking to the pier and just listening, mainly to the guy that got me up away from my chair but whatever. this has happened a few times wen Justin gets off work he calls we make a few laughs then go for a walk around late night Sidney to the pier and last time was fun. last time was fun because it was rainy and windy and misty (which sounds the same as Mrs.t) but ya good times and coffee good times and coffee. the only problem is cant really do tat wen after i get off my shift cause he is off at the far off land beside the ferrys. sure house partys are fun and all but just one on one walks to the pier if i ever....wen i move away i will miss those the most. and that time seems to be pressing forward kinda quickishly with this being the last year i should have of high school. ahh nostalgic moments how they make human kind wish time could wait for them. unfortunately in a world like that people would be too happy in their fantasy worlds to really care about the one out here.
good. bad. black. white. blueberry. strawberry.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Parental Advisory: this program may contain course language
hi
well i went to the doctors today to get a couple things better in my mind and it turns out knowing wat type of burn makes it hurt so much more.
so i pretty much now wen walking take the old army song"left, left, left right left" and made my own rendition "fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck" cause i found out that i managed to get a third degree burn on my foot and the way that i walk it stings every step i take with that foot, i think ive told alot of u how i got the burn, right? well if not here i go again.
well i was siting at the compy and i looked at the freezer and saw it glowing a nice yellow and thought freezers don't glow, especially not yellow. so i got up and saw a pot on the stove its contents fully engulfed in flame, my exact words "Dad, DAD, DAD! THE STOVES ON FIRE!" he comes over and is all flustered but gets to work putting out the flames. By that time it started to climb to the shelves above the stove so while we were blowing out the paper that managed to get caught a thing of, i think, nylon dripped and landed on my foot it hurt but the fire and putting it out was more important at the time. After all that was done i decided to run my foot under cold water in the bathtub cause the sink would be too awkward. it turns out it was a greasy puddle on my foot so i let it stay there, cause i couldn't do anything about it at the time. then only about Tuesday last week did i start putting a band aid on it because it looked gross. so now that i know what it is it hurts like a little demon got a new job stabbing my foot every little while to remind me "HEY, YOU HAVE A THIRD DEGREE BURN HERE. YES, IT DOES HURT DOESNT IT?"
Now to a different part of my thinking area.
well this last monday i found myself in an amazing area of hanging out with laura and we were going to movie place to watch a movie. we decided to watch the ugly truth, i know chick flickish thing blah, blah, blah. there is tho this one part of the movie girl person asks her boy why he loves her and he starts listing off the usually beautiful, funny blah, blah, blah CRAP! she dumps him and starts going outwith this other guy, asks him the same question and his answer, "damned if i kno" that i think is actually a better answer i think than pouring out all this excuses to justify why u love who u love. humanity has been around for a long time and there have been many philosophers who have tried to define love through this time of existence, wen in all reality it just comes down to, something undefinable by human terms makes u want that person more than the person right beside him. sure not most get the whole singing angels bit that are in those great tales that we heard from the fairies but something just clicks. unfortunately it can click in as quickly as click out so we try to find ways to make this one fall in love with us even more wen they are just trying figure out what the hell happened to them, sure they may have loved u before but then cupid went "whoops wrong person changed my mind *twang* there ya go have fun you two" and it fucks us up cause we don't kno wat happened. love hapens. dont try to make it happen cause then it falls to the nothingness. if we dont understand i say dont mess with it and just let it happen, but then this also comes with the problem of loving everything that's human right? wrong! That my good people is lust a totally different and regrettably closely relate thing to love.
lust is also a thing that we cant control but we cant stifle a lot less easier than love, especially for most guys.
i think my train has stopped so i leave u with all that to take in digest and then throw it up again
byes
well i went to the doctors today to get a couple things better in my mind and it turns out knowing wat type of burn makes it hurt so much more.
so i pretty much now wen walking take the old army song"left, left, left right left" and made my own rendition "fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck" cause i found out that i managed to get a third degree burn on my foot and the way that i walk it stings every step i take with that foot, i think ive told alot of u how i got the burn, right? well if not here i go again.
well i was siting at the compy and i looked at the freezer and saw it glowing a nice yellow and thought freezers don't glow, especially not yellow. so i got up and saw a pot on the stove its contents fully engulfed in flame, my exact words "Dad, DAD, DAD! THE STOVES ON FIRE!" he comes over and is all flustered but gets to work putting out the flames. By that time it started to climb to the shelves above the stove so while we were blowing out the paper that managed to get caught a thing of, i think, nylon dripped and landed on my foot it hurt but the fire and putting it out was more important at the time. After all that was done i decided to run my foot under cold water in the bathtub cause the sink would be too awkward. it turns out it was a greasy puddle on my foot so i let it stay there, cause i couldn't do anything about it at the time. then only about Tuesday last week did i start putting a band aid on it because it looked gross. so now that i know what it is it hurts like a little demon got a new job stabbing my foot every little while to remind me "HEY, YOU HAVE A THIRD DEGREE BURN HERE. YES, IT DOES HURT DOESNT IT?"
Now to a different part of my thinking area.
well this last monday i found myself in an amazing area of hanging out with laura and we were going to movie place to watch a movie. we decided to watch the ugly truth, i know chick flickish thing blah, blah, blah. there is tho this one part of the movie girl person asks her boy why he loves her and he starts listing off the usually beautiful, funny blah, blah, blah CRAP! she dumps him and starts going outwith this other guy, asks him the same question and his answer, "damned if i kno" that i think is actually a better answer i think than pouring out all this excuses to justify why u love who u love. humanity has been around for a long time and there have been many philosophers who have tried to define love through this time of existence, wen in all reality it just comes down to, something undefinable by human terms makes u want that person more than the person right beside him. sure not most get the whole singing angels bit that are in those great tales that we heard from the fairies but something just clicks. unfortunately it can click in as quickly as click out so we try to find ways to make this one fall in love with us even more wen they are just trying figure out what the hell happened to them, sure they may have loved u before but then cupid went "whoops wrong person changed my mind *twang* there ya go have fun you two" and it fucks us up cause we don't kno wat happened. love hapens. dont try to make it happen cause then it falls to the nothingness. if we dont understand i say dont mess with it and just let it happen, but then this also comes with the problem of loving everything that's human right? wrong! That my good people is lust a totally different and regrettably closely relate thing to love.
lust is also a thing that we cant control but we cant stifle a lot less easier than love, especially for most guys.
i think my train has stopped so i leave u with all that to take in digest and then throw it up again
byes
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
who really would read this? probably not you
so hi again,
it turns out there is less to do at 3 am then there use to be. i want to rant but i don't. i am also hungry. tends to happen a lot at this weird early time of the night/morning? idk. well i have so far taken 4 drug pills today cause a headache seems to be there lately. should probably top hitting head on solid objects but then how would i deal wit stupid in his world?
i don't kno wat to do
should i take a poo?
well at least i have these songs
tho they may be better replaced by a bong
to bad its illegal
it feels kinda regal
e will see if this works
too bad theres soo many jerks
my hands r being burned away from soap
that isn't really that dope
i could use weird lotion
to cause no commotion
but then i would feel weird
especially with this bead
i think people should talk in rhyms
at least it would be better than mimes
ah how i like their scream
it sets a get mosh scene
OK i stop the rhymes even tho i like them so. to bigger and better things.....maybe not. well my mind can seriously not be blown by how lax i am with things, except for dying in a video game, u shoot me i scream FUCK YOU!!! but then hell i will play another 5 or 6 rounds with ya if ya can put up wit the swearing and screamishing. people r too tightly bound to their nice ideas of how life should be, life should be fun, quick, boring, funny, logical etc. BAH fuck that. life is life living is living its not defined for anyone, cause anyone can define it. humans can be anything u can label hem to be without really caring for labels. let it fucking well be. pacifist. that is me, i ain't here to fully and only please. so i have a contradictory way to meself so to me life is watever comes by, whether fun or not it is wat it is. if people hate they hate and r stupid for it yes but meh they hate. i tried to explain to Stephan how i view the people in this world about races and all that crap, this is wat i told him "u could be the biggest most wanted terrorist in the world i wouldn't care but if u are an ass i don't like u" and trust me its very hard for me to get fully outraged but if i o the German anger that started a world war comes out and goes back again, but if ur there for that time that i have the war in head u better duck cause i gives one swing and we see where it hit.
so i leave u with the mostest recent song tat i listen to.
it called "cut up angels" by the used
nvm i don't really care for the lyrics that much just is a good sound.
so i lave u a different line from a different song
"Look at me can you tell by the way i move and do my hair do you thinks its me or its not me? i don't even care"
the used : I'm A Fake
it turns out there is less to do at 3 am then there use to be. i want to rant but i don't. i am also hungry. tends to happen a lot at this weird early time of the night/morning? idk. well i have so far taken 4 drug pills today cause a headache seems to be there lately. should probably top hitting head on solid objects but then how would i deal wit stupid in his world?
i don't kno wat to do
should i take a poo?
well at least i have these songs
tho they may be better replaced by a bong
to bad its illegal
it feels kinda regal
e will see if this works
too bad theres soo many jerks
my hands r being burned away from soap
that isn't really that dope
i could use weird lotion
to cause no commotion
but then i would feel weird
especially with this bead
i think people should talk in rhyms
at least it would be better than mimes
ah how i like their scream
it sets a get mosh scene
OK i stop the rhymes even tho i like them so. to bigger and better things.....maybe not. well my mind can seriously not be blown by how lax i am with things, except for dying in a video game, u shoot me i scream FUCK YOU!!! but then hell i will play another 5 or 6 rounds with ya if ya can put up wit the swearing and screamishing. people r too tightly bound to their nice ideas of how life should be, life should be fun, quick, boring, funny, logical etc. BAH fuck that. life is life living is living its not defined for anyone, cause anyone can define it. humans can be anything u can label hem to be without really caring for labels. let it fucking well be. pacifist. that is me, i ain't here to fully and only please. so i have a contradictory way to meself so to me life is watever comes by, whether fun or not it is wat it is. if people hate they hate and r stupid for it yes but meh they hate. i tried to explain to Stephan how i view the people in this world about races and all that crap, this is wat i told him "u could be the biggest most wanted terrorist in the world i wouldn't care but if u are an ass i don't like u" and trust me its very hard for me to get fully outraged but if i o the German anger that started a world war comes out and goes back again, but if ur there for that time that i have the war in head u better duck cause i gives one swing and we see where it hit.
so i leave u with the mostest recent song tat i listen to.
it called "cut up angels" by the used
nvm i don't really care for the lyrics that much just is a good sound.
so i lave u a different line from a different song
"Look at me can you tell by the way i move and do my hair do you thinks its me or its not me? i don't even care"
the used : I'm A Fake
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