When I grow up
I'll have a house at the edge of the water
Made of black wood and grey stone.
And when it's evening,
I'll walk out the back door
To the end of my self-made pier
Sit on the last plank
And watch the sunset
With a beer.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Aldrin Justice
I was in Melaka over the weekend.
It was not so bad for a family gathering.
Of course, they eventually had a massive argument. Right in the middle of Glee.
Inconsiderate much?
If that wasn't bad enough, my uncle was a raving psycho douchebag to my grandma.
Typical.
So I swiped his Parker signing pen.
That is an example of Aldrin Justice.
I have How I Met Your Mother to thank for something other than 'whatup' and 'internet-five'.
I don't know what to do with a signing pen.
It was not so bad for a family gathering.
Of course, they eventually had a massive argument. Right in the middle of Glee.
Inconsiderate much?
If that wasn't bad enough, my uncle was a raving psycho douchebag to my grandma.
Typical.
So I swiped his Parker signing pen.
That is an example of Aldrin Justice.
I have How I Met Your Mother to thank for something other than 'whatup' and 'internet-five'.
I don't know what to do with a signing pen.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Car Crash Hearts
So here we are now
Walking past the roads of silk and oil
Buildings growing where trees
Once threw their roots into the soil
And the night is so cold
And this scene is so old
Have we ever been anything but lonely?
The cars speed by
The automatic fireflies
Cutting through what stands between us
We have ever been here before
We have ever waited
We have ever wanted so much more
We are never sated
What is the sound
Of the engine of our souls
Metal breaking metal
Destroying what we can't control
Wanting what we'll never have
Never feeling whole
And this is where we belong
In the streets
With an embrace coiled between us
We are racing,standing still.
With our eyes, with our words,
We collide.
We are fighting to the finish line
So that something new can start.
If it’s worse, if it’s better,
If it’s the same...
It doesn’t matter.
Walking past the roads of silk and oil
Buildings growing where trees
Once threw their roots into the soil
And the night is so cold
And this scene is so old
Have we ever been anything but lonely?
The cars speed by
The automatic fireflies
Cutting through what stands between us
We have ever been here before
We have ever waited
We have ever wanted so much more
We are never sated
What is the sound
Of the engine of our souls
Metal breaking metal
Destroying what we can't control
Wanting what we'll never have
Never feeling whole
And this is where we belong
In the streets
With an embrace coiled between us
We are racing,standing still.
With our eyes, with our words,
We collide.
We are fighting to the finish line
So that something new can start.
If it’s worse, if it’s better,
If it’s the same...
It doesn’t matter.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
February Fourth - Nerf War Day
You'll only get the joke if you know anything about Star Wars.
This probably means only I get the joke.
ps. I do realise that the Empire, at whatever time, wouldn't go around endorsing Sith birthdays.
This probably means only I get the joke.
ps. I do realise that the Empire, at whatever time, wouldn't go around endorsing Sith birthdays.
I almost forgot.
Happy Birthday, Potato Ben.
Lots of love,
Sammy Seed.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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