Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Something about nothing.

I just heard a new song and I liked it.
I'm going to see it at SOUNDWAVE.

Music, Poetry, Plays, Movies, Books, Pictures.
All a form of art, although I am no expert.
No one is an expert in anything, if it wasn't for other people they wouldn't know anything.

Oh and school. You can't hate your teachers. You know if they weren't there teaching your arses, you wouldn't even know the basics. You probably wouldn't even know how to talk properly.

Now I hear another good song, the music is soothing.
If you are stressed, music is a good way to overcome it.
If that doesn't work, you could always read a book, watch a movie, draw a picture, have a smoke or write a novel. Whatever works for you.

GET SOME SLEEP!

Being sleep deprived is the worst feeling ever, PLUS having to go to school on top: disgusting.
I've finally caught up, and had more time to sleep.

You'll be amazed, with what I know.
La la la la la.

My body is aching.
La la la la la.

SHAME!

Too good.

80% what a good result for me.
I worked so hard, I can only get so much.
The joy :)

So there was this fat man, dancing to a Beyonce song.
Oh and people should go on Urban Dictionary every once in a while.
You never know which new words can be added.

...and that is all for today.
Have to study, because I am way too cool to socialise.

Monday, February 23, 2009

This is no story.

A man, after many years returns to his old town.
He hasn't been there for many years. He moved to another country to escape poverty and war.
As he returns to his old town, he finds it all different, nothing was as he left it.
Distraught, he remembers all his old memories of the town.
He remembers and sees the little trees which were planted when he was young, ignoring the fact that they had grown to over thirty feet.
A friendly man, his old neighbour from when they were children sees him.
He asks him what he is doing back, after being away for many years, living under a different sky, from seeing different things.
The man just tells him what he remembers and how it has all changed.
His neighbour feels sort of sorry for him, as he thought things wouldn't have changed, but him being a kind man, offers to comfort him and give him advice.
"It take's time to get used to, but we'll get used to it together."