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Sunday, June 29, 2008, 21:06
the hardest words
and i remember the one word that won "the thing youths find hardest to tell their parents" it was 'sorry'. but now i feel that 'thank you' is equally difficult to force out of my mouth. but i said it today. i realised how much i never thanked my parents enough. and it makes me feel guilty. >< i just hope that they will come to know and accept the Lord soon! okay need to mug history . Saturday, June 28, 2008, 12:02
farewell.
supremely vulgar but funny. and the curving bullets concept is damn cool. then we went for tim's farewell dinner. after a LONG time of deliberating where to go and subsequently walking back and forth between heeren and paragon, we ended up at swensens where we had a great time eating, joking and camwhoring. will post photos when they mysteriously appear on facebook O: for now, i'm procrastinating.
Friday, June 27, 2008, 01:06
waste not
again! not that i'm complaining (: the three highlights of the day: 1. toasted for half an hour in the sun during fire drill. 2. class tees arrived. sizes are screwed (kinda) but it turned out quite nice (even without the collar). material not bad as well. 3. played ball, regained my form :D shot pretty well read on.. 'waste not' by random poet on deviantart I’m picking up words: —like trash like flowers or old chewing gum or empty cans— they're absolutely everywhere. Hand-me-down ones. I'm picking up words —thrown like paper wads given up like old habits— everywhere I stop. My closet's fair stuffed with failed syntactic adventures, fortunes of vocabulary scorned and censored, regurgitated turns of phrase and faux fur gratitudes. They clog the drains, stick in my hair. They’re raining from the altitude (of office buildings). I'm picking worn words off the sidewalk, —off living room floors where families have no need of them, anymore. I've captured preposterous cad, aegis, and tome, chimaera, dysphemism, and countless more... I'm picking up words, —like old sweaters that my sister didn't want; collecting words, —like the lovely leaves autumn trees drop; hoarding words, —like the miser saves gold for rainy days; storing words —so if I see you I’ll have a few to say. Wednesday, June 25, 2008, 21:38
caterpillarampage
Stretching out to a monstrous 75 millimeters, the beast's segmented body left behind a swath of devastation as it uprooted entire blades of grass, snapped whole clover stems in half with a single bite from its jaws, and marauded past residential structures helpless against its larval fury. At press time, authorities remained no closer to locating the caterpillar. While many Columbus residents avoided peril by staying indoors, the multi-legged creature continued to quench its insatiable hunger for the flesh of foliage. In fact, the rapacious insect was said to only momentarily pause its mindless pursuit of nutrients when it climbed atop a branch and coldly surveyed the city with its unfeeling eyelets. One terrified onlooker said he watched the creature use its razor-sharp mandibles to tear through the leaf of a 100-foot-tall oak tree as though it were paper. With little regard for life or private property in the crowded urban area, the raging caterpillar instantly rendered dozens homeless when it knocked over an anthill, its three pairs of legs crushing everything beneath them into the dirt. Although the full extent of the damage caused by the .250-foot creature is not known, many estimate it will take more than 10,000 ant-hours to rebuild. How long the creature's destructive rampage will continue, or what—if anything—can stop it, remains to be seen. A unit of plastic army men and tanks, stationed on the edge of a local sandbox, proved no match for the insectoid, as it lumbered through the group with terrifying speed, knocking a half-dozen infantrymen onto the ground below. Shortly before press time, the caterpillar began to exude a translucent and stringy discharge, which it wrapped around itself until it had completely disappeared inside the alien casing. While few know what is occurring inside the hanging structure, some speculate that the creature has entered a horrifying state of mutation, one that may transform the ungodly caterpillar into an even more deadly and revolting organism. "Whatever is happening inside of that thing, it's far from human," said Columbus police chief Keith Morgan, who predicted that if the creature gains the power of flight, nothing will be capable of standing in its way. "Once again the folly and ignorance of man has unleashed nature's fury. May God help us all."
Tuesday, June 24, 2008, 19:58
why do i seem not to care? what the shaaitte. since when did chem turn into CLE. but anyway. I believe that i am now one step closer to world domination: "Bicycle Crunch Exercise came in at the top of the list of best exercises for the rectus abdominus. This is the conclusion of a study at San Diego State University that compared 13 common abdominal exercises in order to find which ones really strengthen the abs. Each exercise was ranked for muscle stimulation (measured with EMG) in the rectus abdominis, the external obliques and internal obliques. How to do the Bicycle Crunch Exercise Lie flat on the floor with your lower back pressed to the ground. Put your hands beside your head. Bring your knees up to about a 45-degree angle and slowly go through a bicycle pedal motion. Touch your left elbow to your right knee, then your right elbow to your left knee. Breath evenly throughout the exercise. " on a sidenote, I have decided to work together with yicheng to attain the "wholesome mugging lifestyle". "no lame slacking, no babes, just pals and work" O: wait. why does that seem so distant. -.- oh oh and purevolume.com is the bomb (: Monday, June 23, 2008, 22:29
masquerade
but wherefore the thorns? I guess it's kind of hard to slow down sometimes. After all life is but one big frentic masquerade. It's like a chaotic dance in a ballroom. We find partners, we dance among the others. We bump into others, switch partners along the way. We step on others' feet; We don't apologise. most of all we all wear masks. |
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