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Monday, 24 January 2005

Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Tonight, Not Again - Jason Mraz Live At the Eagles Ballroom
words by jason mraz & jenny keene | music by jason mraz
adapted from the poem "tonight (not again)" by jenny keene

The night.

She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek

Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow

Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico

Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.



This time like every other time I believe that I never find

Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes

Ocean lapping voice smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky

And I'm all alone again tonight not again, not again, not again.



And don't it feel alright. and don't it feel so nice. Lovely.



Still I'm unable to inhale all the riches

As I'm awkward as a wound on my bones

Still I've got cobblestone joints and plate glass points

As I'm all by myself tonight not again not again.



And don't it feel alright. and don't it feel so nice. Lovely.



Well if you should nervously break down

When its time for the shakedown would you take it

It's when you cry just a little but you laugh in the middle that you've made it

And don't it feel alright. and don't it feel so nice.

Lovely.



Say it again. Lovely. So lovely. to do it again

Again. Loving again. It's coming again.

Lovely.

Posted by droid/sab at 1:47 PM WST
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Mood:  spacey
i was jus watching discovery channel about these volunteer doctors who go to sri lanka and burundi in india and it was horrifying.


there was an 11 weeks premature baby tht was so so cute but sth bad had to happen to it. it was bleeding from its lungs, and its damn sad cus the body is so small, and the doctor held its little hands and used this tube to suck the blood out and said tht he'd alrdy lost one-seventh of the blood in his body.


then the baby was like too drained to breathe and they didn't have respirators since they were jus a small town clinic sorta thing, so the doctor used an air pump manually. all through the night.


the baby would stop breathing when he stopped pumping.


of course in the end he did stop, and the baby died.


its like watching ER, except its real.

Posted by droid/sab at 1:41 PM WST
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Sunday, 23 January 2005

Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Sleeping To Dream - Jason Mraz
i donno what in the world happened but my entire blog got erased.


basically i was jus complaining what a loser i am (was), cus i wanted to be all poetic like michilli but its really not me. and how i'm totally jus trying to be interesting.


while the part tht i'm boring still holds, i don think i'm tht much of a loser today.


i'm going on with the driving thing but cus of my retarded sense of urgency i can only do my basic theory in march.


AND. i'm gonna learn jap. fulltime, hopefully. so i don hafta learn it like forever to be fluent. i can't wait for the day i can badmouth someone in japanese while maintaining a smiling face and they think i'm being friendly.


tht'll be the day.


i know this template isn't much of a work of art but its called watermelon. good enough for me today. i actually customised my own a few days back but i forgot the basic rule of html: keep a backup. HURRAY.


so its gone forever with what i said in THT blog. how shitty. i as literally pouring my heart out to the inanimate screen in front of me. at least the screeen shuts up when i'm talking.


if i sound like i have a problem today, no.

Posted by droid/sab at 8:36 PM WST
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