Take my hand, we're off to NeverNever Land.

29.6.07

contrary to popular belief

some of us do have a life thank you. his observations never failed anyone, even though he changed his name to the capital N.

the early bird catches the worm. i caught quite a few worms today. sbtg 2 was disappointing as expected, though not the most. breakfast king. and transformers was the bomb. optimus prime was his usual gay self that i wasn't surprised. he thinks he's some sort of Justice Bao of the robot world and that kills me. everyone damn near died. linkin park coming in at the end of the movie with their pseudo mother earth anthem ala an inconvenient truth soundtrack broke my bladder and i had to leave. but still transformers remains transformers. somewhere in between the show i swore i kicked myself for giving away all my childhood toys to my mother's friend's son. some things in life we just can't move on. this being one of those.

you look around and you see so many, yet you don't see any.

transformers, robots in disguise (can you recall the theme song already). good night babies.

fresh from recluse 10:08 [+]

sexandviolencemelodyandsilence

I got a present today. A present in white, gold, and black. This present I must hide from everyone else, and keep only to myself. The Killers hopped onto iTunes tonight, said they wont shine if I don't shine. Well I wouldn't mind. Opportunism yields nothing, depends on the context in question though. I'll smoke on my little Japanese cigarette and we can let this go right through.

Now y'all know it's my ambition to be an MP (if I fail at being a sneaker pimp), so there. My friend opened my eyes to how to start acting like one tonight. Much-needed advice on how to carry myself during house visits and meet-the-residents sessions.

no change i can change i can change i can change but i'm here in my mold i am here in my mold and i'm a million different people from one day to the next i can't change my mold no no no no no. Apologies. Mr. Richard Ashcroft has been humming his little chorus in my head.

Like I said, there's no end to this fight. The day the fight stops is the day death starts. In the meantime I'm a hide my little present from this world of evil.

fresh from recluse 10:48 [+]

sick cycle carousel. spin cycle washing machine, tumble dry not too low. a bird with no feet has to keep flapping its wings because it belongs nowhere. we all just gotta make do? poetic justice happens because it does have its place in reality, not just in literature. list out the constants. roll out the joint. the spin maestro works his magic, but magic don't last forever. timing timing timing. we chug along with thomas and friends. but even they stop chugging after their half an hour slot ends. we do not stop. we never stop. nothing stops.


With Aki and Tiffany on my bed, what else do we need?

The revolution must go on. Tonight we feast, tomorrow we fight. There's no end to it.

running over the same old grounds what have we found, same old fears. nothing's as clear as day, except day itself.

'Cos even Bruce Lee came to play.

fresh from recluse 11:01 [+]

wakey wakey from dreamland
hush, hush.
we all gotta park at the allocated lots
i hope you know that.
seasoned parking is up for grabs though,
pretenders need not apply.

fresh from recluse 10:46 [+]