Saturday, August 16, 2008

Vanish

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

Super. Call. Dial. Doll. Sure. Car. Fragile. Sex. Sad. Cat. Dog. List. Us. So. Supper. Life. Paid. Girl. Sat. Sit. Race. Rage. Fat. Far. Lice. Louse. Ill. Do. Does. Lift. Lip. Let. Collide. Lid. Lead. Read. Red. Expert. All. At. Paper. Exact. Rape. Rat. Sold. Sell. Lit. guilt. Cap. Cape. Rascal. Cage. Page. Pad. Seed. Up. Safe. Strode. Rag. Rig. Rose. Roast. Road. Radar. Is. Too. To. Rut. Put puss. Logistic. logistical. role. roll. Rolled. Store. Rot. Log. Led. Fare. Fair. Air. Are. Rare. See. Age. Grill. Rue. If. Old. Pup. Rate. ate. Eat. Direct. Erect. Lad. Pure. Rise. Rice. Rude. Rid. Ape. Apple. Ride. Rode. Erode. Rod. Diet. Four. For. Poll. Oil. Pill. Pole. Ore. Garlic. Prefect. Perfect.

Stool. Stole. Stale. Steel. Toll. Tell. Told. Tale. Ale. Lust. Dust. Dip. Sip. Rip. Tip. Fit. Pit. Deal. Late. Later. Date. Fur. Part. Art. Aid. Aids. Said. Fuss. Door. Pig. Rat.
Pet. Poor. Rule. Act. Lie. Lies. Slit.

Tar. Fill. Fool.

Foster. Soft. Set. Pest. Pastor. Past. Ass. Fag.

Doctor. Cot. Cop. Cope. Drug. Drugs. Dug. Dig. Guess. Guest. Guard. Guards. Guests. Lard. Great. Deep. Purse. Price. Radical. Religious. Gate.

Acid. Rest. Dice. Gust. Disguise. Disgust. Suspect. Police. Polite. Toil. Fig. carrot. Got. Get. Create.

Free. Foil. Foiled. Pace.

Six. Cart.

Fox. Fix. Ice. Suffice. Deul. Due. Dupe. Soup. Rope. Pope. Dope. Tape. Gap. Pag. Tool. Cruel. Sir.

Cool.

Drift.

Raft.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

I Got Soul, but I’m Not a Soldier

I WANNA STAND UP, I WANNA LET GO
Youknowyouknow noyoudon'tyoudon't

I'll sing it out this time, yes? Lug it about, almost like the heart I wear on my sleeve..?

 ...and my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no
Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

I'll sing it. Out LOUD ^_^

I would laugh, because one could pass it off as irony, but you're blind. You wouldn't get it. Don't list them then; it makes your argument quite tedious. It gets weaker, and you wouldn't hold mine anymore. Which won't really take to your liking.

You're the only one who can, by the way.

..:D the IRONY. It's fucking obtuse, look at it haha

that saccharine staccato serenade won't have me surrender squat.. ^_^

Monday, May 19, 2008

DOES IT OFFEND YOU, YEAH? XD

I broke the seal. Again.XD Twice in a row, and counting


Things, they always are just the same. I'm done with Math, for one. For good, I believe. Nope, not too joyous. The O's they're goingon-goingwrong-goingby time allocation, not my fine spot.

Must think only of the Clash now.

…like the notes reverberating off my eardrums, the cacophony filling my head, holding-on, not-letting-go, snatching-away while it's all just insomnia, it's all just fine, all just a haze of a few hours, just like them chords pieced together so tediously, tantalising lullabies, wait they'll transform, teasing you into the arms of slumber

And you're up, look what you've done.

Monday, February 18, 2008

But it’s NEVER blue

You can choose ANYTHING -

You choose to lose again and again

Monday, February 4, 2008

Them words won’t mean anything in the face of a few white lies.

And when you come, and you will, it'll just be with the impassiveness of a stranger.


 

Yeah, you're (no) different.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

C'est La Vie

Slit in and out...

Out a pub.

There were words, yes there was feeling, a touch, an understanding, an unvoiced pact.

you're never going to see me again

There was a smile playing across her lips, yes then there was laughter.

--
you can't take this from me

You can't blame me, you won't see me.

Then there was fear, oh the underlying fear, lurking around.

She can't face it.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

..

Every time I try to write "was" while I'm texting, my dictionary always makes it "yas". How pathetic is that?

One day, my cell phone dictionary had one of its abnormal tantrums, and it wiped all those words I had painstakingly entered into the dictionary, which mind you, included quite a few commonly used obscenities and well-placed, yet random, words here and there. I had also just put in my Sociology teacher's name in it. Her good name is Yasmeen. But it wasn't in the dictionary any more, and I had to use it (not in an excessively polite context, I assure you) while I was texting my friend the day before my Sociology O Level exam.

Thus the first word I added into my oh-so-recently wiped out cell phone dictionary was YASmeen.

Maybe God wanted to teach me a lesson for referring to her person in an impolite way.

And so every time I write "was" while I'm texting, my dictionary always makes it "yas".