Tuesday, December 06, 2005
happiness.. is not a fish you can catch
left braddell mrt at 10:15. took the wrong train like a nutty old blind mole and sat with ipod until SHIT! realised i was overground and at ang mo kio. got off at 10:30 and hit raffles place at 10:50. got to buonavista at 11:05 and dashed downstairs to the shuttlebus. got to nuh bus stop at 11:15 and ran up the lousy stairs and of course the rest were already halfway through some alien presentation.. argh.
venezia helps soothe the savage beast. sweet dogs at medicine-em's nice house and singing to mad old songs. after that rock school! damn i'm completely besotted with a 12 year old kid called cj. he is the Guitar God. damn too tired to elaborate maybe another day/post. that movie is worth a whole post by itself.
after that went to borders and went beserk cos of the borders sale. carried tons of crap around the store whining at cutprice books before finally deciding on neil stephenson! love him! but anansi boys is waaaiting.
okay have a powerpoint to do and bags to pack. crap im exhausted!
lot of knots, lot of snags,
lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags. Lot of naggin' old hags,
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
oh it's such a drag, what a chore.
oh your wounds are full of salt.
everything's a stress and what's more,
well it's all somebody's fault.
HEY! get, get, get, get, get over it! [x3]
get over, get over it.
makes you sick, makes you ill,
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
had it up to the gills!
makes you cry while the milk still spills.
ain't it just a bitch? what a pain!
well it's all a crying shame.
what left to do but complain?
better find someone to blame.
HEY! get, get, get, get, get over it!
--ok go, get over it
do-it-yourself is the best kind of happiness. :]
+ fictions&fires
1:34 AM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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