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.

standing in line and seeing you smile turns me punchdrunk.

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i'm not crossing this street without ur hand in mine. =)

*shrieks* b.r.i.g.h.t l.i.g.h.t.s

debate's a swirl.
they think i'm too OTT.

life's a loomingly coopersized sneaker filled with ole cheese.
but i don't like the cheese.

and the car is forever out of his lil hand's reach.
well, screw the car then.

shuddupeiremtapalk.


translates into =

people ought to trade in their cars for free donuts.
here's the trade.
i give donut. u give car. =)

accident with the hairstylist causes me to lose the mojo.
lol. as if. i had. M>OO.


well.. subs i tried to be artsy.

but it ain't working.

i need ur dang whoopy batmobile.
with the BAT 63 no,
donut u donuttier. cracked sugar flicks too.

tea power.

i'll be going on a short hiatus.

blogging blocs in my mind making it hard to come up with materiel. =)

this might be just be false though.

false alarms ringing and you will see the writings on the wall again.
or just the screen.

or just get me more caffeine running in my veins.


#that was a hint by the way#



this is the right way up by the way subs.
hehe.

see you all.
for a few hours.
or days.
or just hours.

pepper the moon with salts and chilli.
bye.