Rotten apples ain't no ipod, with bleach.

Things swirl and twist whilst you look through the thinking glass
but you know they are straight.
or at least they were straight when you last took a peek.
when you dared to take a peek.

and.. no. i ain't referring to strings and shoelaces.
though they are pretty twisty. in a way.
but not as twisted as you sir. no sirree.
nobody twists the straw the way you do.

the way home is pretty idyllic nowadays.
stop by 7 eleven's and subs gets a tuborg.
he drinks and i fret about cops thinking about doughnuts.
doughs. yum.
Kick back and take in the highway spirit.
feel the air beat against the screen and watch the pelicans hit the driveway.
with a briefcase. of course.

nothing beats having your hand in mine.
nothing.
i'm. your. keeper. =)

everybody knows it.

i hear that ur moving real fine,
ur wearing those shoes like a glove,
slip those shoes off and let's go rolling on the night, till our souls slidee.

Well... it's been a long time.
and all i want to say is that no matter what happens.
and no matter what you do with your life.
Just don't pick up computing.
i swear after eight months of the subject i still can't grasp or hold it properly.
it's a slippery eel i swear.

books ain't that hard no more.
it's the reading that hurts.
oh well.
turn like the dead and hop it off to the furnace.
you might just get lucky.


time moves too fast.
i want it to slow right now.
this is the best i ever had.
don't move.





he's happy ain't he ol boy?

long time.

it's been a long time since i scribbled, technically, on this page.
it's been such a long time that kooks thinks it's safe for him to rehash my words. =P

listening to the stereo whilst moving has to be pretty fun.
everybody does it so it's got to be pretty good.
don't give me a look.

cause you do too don't you boy?

nobody does stuff to spite the monkey no more.
but that's only because the monkeys are not around no more.
it feels so long since i walked through the bushes with the guys and eventually the sea itself.
that's probably why i think so slow nowadays.
lol. my head is hurtling to a new dimension whilst the body stays put in the present.
well.. technically it's your present whilst it's our past.

stabbing myself with forks and knifes in the knees whilst the headless boy laughs at me
with his feet. well after all i ain't jenny so i ain't gonna fricking sing about the daytime of the night for you guys. no sirree.

godbless.

and... just watch flight of the conchords for a bit.
you will understand what i'm saying. =)
and kua, beat that. hee.

We looked like giants.

but that's only because we are wearing shoes too big for ourselves.

sometimes. .
you wish you could mold things into the things you want.
but they just flop out and form their independent shapes.
i ain't giving up though.
nah. this is just the starting.

it's just getting more interesting.

waiting to see my life rush me by with words to wash me up.
the ice is getting thinner but i ain't running.
it's been thin all this while anyway.
and i like it this way.

pics will start to appear the day i actually have a break
from the books and assignments.
it's a long time more.

someday we will die.
but at least we go out with a bang.

i know my priorities.
and i'm holding them up.
always.

AC/DC

i will start blogging when i get my thunderstruck desktop back.

no not that thunderstruck.

this one.

darn zeus and his sneezes.

the killer pup. bolt. or coma. which one is it?

700 bucks.

totally worthed it.

for those of you who are uninitiated.

this is what sub's pup is gonna grow up to be.

don't stop.

go get one.

there's only five left.

his name is subs.

and it's his pup.

link's right next to this.

go check it out.

now u owe me cash dude. =P heh.

i got so much to tell you.

but firstly, is this town a different town today?

lol. i've been away for so long from this place i can smell the cowebs in the iron.

did i get cowebs right. nah i don't think so.

the ultimate feedback i got from people is that this blog doesn't make no sense.

of course it darn ain't gonna make sense.

it's a blog. b.l.o.g. see? =)

ah well.

went to subs place last night to try his xbox out.

not too bad i say. got to do things i know i never will with my faux-mini.

subs's black pup.

 for 700 bucks.

i doubt you can even see his eyes.

better now?

eh.. crap. still no eyes. lol.

ns people are back. 

viva la jackson le rampage.

this is quite a while ago though.

as we can see.

poor kua is the target.

god bless his straw farmer hat.

listening to the bus engine whine below me as i head towards 
boredom and certain ridicule i watch the sky blow up into clouds with the sunshine.

star. patrick star.

that's right, 

patrick star.

i think i'm losing my touch ain't i?

oh well.

blackest of days is the lightest days when you look at it through my glasses.

i think.

buy this shirt.

it is free.

but..

just say bruce wayne rules.

lol.

i'll be right back if i get anything else to say.