Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
731
Top Must Reads For Holidays:
1) The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
2) Catch-22 - Joseph Heller
3) A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
4) Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
5) 1984 - George Orwell
6) The Godfather - Mario Puzo
Yeah they all famous classics, and read them all before. Hopefully can find other works by some of the authors here, especially Fitzgerald and Heller, damn good stuff. Try these ones for the time being :)
1) The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
2) Catch-22 - Joseph Heller
3) A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
4) Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
5) 1984 - George Orwell
6) The Godfather - Mario Puzo
Yeah they all famous classics, and read them all before. Hopefully can find other works by some of the authors here, especially Fitzgerald and Heller, damn good stuff. Try these ones for the time being :)
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
725
What you give to me, I will give back twice as much.
What you take from me, I will take it back twice as hard.
What you take from me, I will take it back twice as hard.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
686
To walk the path where millions have walked before, or to be the first to walk a path which millions will follow after?
Monday, September 26, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
624
Mints and Alcohol
By Me :)
I'm lost in the world.
I'm down on my mind.
I'm building a city.
And I'm down for the night.
My life's lost in translation.
I'm inside my mind.
I'm new in the city.
And I'm off into the night.
Half a bottle liquor.
Half alcohol and cream.
Smelling like coffee.
Dash of coke and ice cream.
Speeches on the phone.
Staring into the night.
Feeling life crash.
Wanting to hold all of the lights.
I love/hate watches.
They remind of me guilt.
But I'm living my life.
Should this be how I feel?
I'm gone before I'm here.
Off before I begin.
Take another swig.
Pop a few mints in.
Elevator time.
Elevator music.
Alone in a crowd.
Wishing on another swig.
Its the last night.
Savour the sounds of the lobby.
The first and the last.
Are real good buddies.
Valets, fast cars.
Echoing halls.
Crowded taxi stands.
Picking up calls.
I'm feeling sober.
But I'm drunk in sorrow.
Wishing upon nothing.
It'll be better tomorrow.
Its perfectly alright.
If I have to wait for you.
Everything's gonna be ok.
I'll look forward to.
Saturday night, the better life in the world.
Indulgence come in small doses so I'll be off.
All of the lights, mixed feelings, thinking of you, were here.
Alone in the lobby, crushed mints in my mouth.
By Me :)
I'm lost in the world.
I'm down on my mind.
I'm building a city.
And I'm down for the night.
My life's lost in translation.
I'm inside my mind.
I'm new in the city.
And I'm off into the night.
Half a bottle liquor.
Half alcohol and cream.
Smelling like coffee.
Dash of coke and ice cream.
Speeches on the phone.
Staring into the night.
Feeling life crash.
Wanting to hold all of the lights.
I love/hate watches.
They remind of me guilt.
But I'm living my life.
Should this be how I feel?
I'm gone before I'm here.
Off before I begin.
Take another swig.
Pop a few mints in.
Elevator time.
Elevator music.
Alone in a crowd.
Wishing on another swig.
Its the last night.
Savour the sounds of the lobby.
The first and the last.
Are real good buddies.
Valets, fast cars.
Echoing halls.
Crowded taxi stands.
Picking up calls.
I'm feeling sober.
But I'm drunk in sorrow.
Wishing upon nothing.
It'll be better tomorrow.
Its perfectly alright.
If I have to wait for you.
Everything's gonna be ok.
I'll look forward to.
Saturday night, the better life in the world.
Indulgence come in small doses so I'll be off.
All of the lights, mixed feelings, thinking of you, were here.
Alone in the lobby, crushed mints in my mouth.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
622
La Vie En Rose
Des yeux qui font baiser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voila le portrait sans retouche
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ca me fait quelque chose
Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est lui pour moi
Moi pour lui
Dans la vie,
l me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie
Et des que je l'apercois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat
Des nuits d'amour a ne plus en finir
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place
Des enuis des chagrins, des phases
Heureux, heureux a en mourir
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ca me fait quelque chose
Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est toi pour moi
Moi pour toi
Dans la vie
Il me l'a dit l'a jure pour la vie
Et des que je l'apercois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat
Des yeux qui font baiser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voila le portrait sans retouche
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ca me fait quelque chose
Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est lui pour moi
Moi pour lui
Dans la vie,
l me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie
Et des que je l'apercois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat
Des nuits d'amour a ne plus en finir
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place
Des enuis des chagrins, des phases
Heureux, heureux a en mourir
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ca me fait quelque chose
Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est toi pour moi
Moi pour toi
Dans la vie
Il me l'a dit l'a jure pour la vie
Et des que je l'apercois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
578
Just watched (500) Days of Summer on tv again just now. Gotta watch movies more than once to truly understand them. Real interesting, amusing and good movie.
Friday, May 20, 2011
577
All of this will hold you down on to the ground until you're crawling on the gravel like a regular guy.
All, all of this will hold you down on to the ground until you're drowning in your sorrows with the a bottle of rye.
Grieves - On The Rocks
All, all of this will hold you down on to the ground until you're drowning in your sorrows with the a bottle of rye.
Grieves - On The Rocks
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
572
Maybe its a bit too obvious. Maybe its a bit too sad. It's fucking time for some change to this stupid life I had.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
567
"It's my life, or lack thereof, that prevents me from having a life at all. And they are responsible for it."
Rebel With A Cause
Rebel With A Cause
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
566
One Way Glass
By Me :)
I.C.U.C.I.C.U.
I don't want you to see me but I wanna see you.
In our little sanctuaries we hide.
To look at the rest but don't want them to see our eyes.
Because they give off a hint of a lie.
A lie told to ourselves every night.
We wish to hide from the world in a world of our own.
And hope our acts will never be shown.
But the truth is that hiding can never pass.
As much as we can buy one-way glass.
As many, as much, miles that we afford.
We can build a city with the glass that we bought.
Yes, its all one-way glass, put up everywhere.
We can do things under the surface and the rest can disappear.
Our very own little fragile bubble free from enemies.
Filled with a concoction of our sophisticated fantasies.
Those little alleys where we hide.
Locked doors with so much going on inside.
Everybody would think that I'm not there.
I'm rich, my very own hideout millionaire.
You can't see me but I can see you.
You'll never realize the things we do.
There's nobody you can ask.
About where we are behind this one-way glass.
But glass is glass, and like all things, they break.
As much as we want to keep them up, they're fake.
Mere futile illusions to keep them out.
Until they decide to break down those walls.
Glass, I mean, for walls don't work.
Because then I won't see be able to see them sure.
Call me selfish, I'm a little loser miser.
I want to keep things and don't let them have them.
But one day, they would break the glass.
Since its an emergency, they wouldn't take that pass.
They'll come in, hot guns blazing.
And destroy our little paradise we're building.
But for now, we live in a castle of lies.
Wall after wall after wall they can't climb.
Just being here with you is the best.
We'll hide behind this one-way glass.
By Me :)
I.C.U.C.I.C.U.
I don't want you to see me but I wanna see you.
In our little sanctuaries we hide.
To look at the rest but don't want them to see our eyes.
Because they give off a hint of a lie.
A lie told to ourselves every night.
We wish to hide from the world in a world of our own.
And hope our acts will never be shown.
But the truth is that hiding can never pass.
As much as we can buy one-way glass.
As many, as much, miles that we afford.
We can build a city with the glass that we bought.
Yes, its all one-way glass, put up everywhere.
We can do things under the surface and the rest can disappear.
Our very own little fragile bubble free from enemies.
Filled with a concoction of our sophisticated fantasies.
Those little alleys where we hide.
Locked doors with so much going on inside.
Everybody would think that I'm not there.
I'm rich, my very own hideout millionaire.
You can't see me but I can see you.
You'll never realize the things we do.
There's nobody you can ask.
About where we are behind this one-way glass.
But glass is glass, and like all things, they break.
As much as we want to keep them up, they're fake.
Mere futile illusions to keep them out.
Until they decide to break down those walls.
Glass, I mean, for walls don't work.
Because then I won't see be able to see them sure.
Call me selfish, I'm a little loser miser.
I want to keep things and don't let them have them.
But one day, they would break the glass.
Since its an emergency, they wouldn't take that pass.
They'll come in, hot guns blazing.
And destroy our little paradise we're building.
But for now, we live in a castle of lies.
Wall after wall after wall they can't climb.
Just being here with you is the best.
We'll hide behind this one-way glass.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
552
Anger Works Alone
By Me :)
Nobody ever said you can't be angry.
But nobody said either what will come from it.
Or go, to make it more precise.
Yes, anger works alone.
Maintain a cool head, don't lose your stuff.
Even if the tough don't get going when the going gets tough.
Yeah, the other version's a bunch of shit.
Just like how what you do returns you a bunch of shit.
I've never felt like this for a long time.
Or even felt like that at all, this is a departure
from the usual "I'm fine"s and "I'm ok"s
though this shit ain't what I do.
Ask me I'm fucking pissed off? Hell right you are.
Or how fucking wrong were you.
You've been shittin' on me for way too long.
I ain't gonna clean your fucking ass no more.
You got that? No more fucking around with me no more.
Being too nice never brought you shit.
Being too nice never got me any shit.
Kindness only got met with closed doors.
But no, being like this don't always mean the end.
Not even when I'm just trying to be a fucking friend.
I repeat again what I always said.
It's not what you do but who you are.
Any other fucker can wreck shit upon the world.
And oh damn the whole world shall give a fuck.
Unprecedented tantrums is the key to attention.
Silent suffering is the secret to being shit upon.
But how I do this is just the spur of the occasion.
We all know what's right and wrong.
Only for today shall I do this shit.
For all the world cares, this ain't me.
We keep hope in the face being fucked up.
We shall be nice and put em' smileys :)
The other side is smaller than this one.
So doing the usual is still they way to go.
Even if the whole world wants to fuck things up.
None of the above shit would be shown.
Still smile and shake my head and laugh.
Because life is fucked up anyway.
No point letting it fuck you up even more.
Just be who you are and see if it works.
After all, its who you are and not what you do.
Let yourself prevail in the face of more fucks.
Because anger works alone, so do you.
But even, even if we keep getting shit in the face.
Does that make things better?
Either you get shit and at least flowers to come with it.
Or you do the opposite and walk alone.
But the thing is, it's not that simple.
You get shit and walk alone.
People shit on others and get flowers.
Anger never really worked alone.
It's not what you do, but who you are fuckers.
Still, I smile as its my best way to fight the world.
Don't let the above fool you of me.
It's just that people have 2 sides, you see.
I'm sorry I let my other run free.
Mr Nice Guy still lives like in the past.
Although he always finishes last.
Talk to him, don't let him kill himself.
Or let who he became create itself.
He'll keep doing what he does.
Just because that's really himself.
He'll let himself get shit upon.
Not saying that's wrong, don't get me wrong.
He lives with the hope that anger works alone.
And gentlemen don't get their anger shown.
Or feel any at all for that matter.
He won't degrade to this for all the better.
All the shit in life, he'll take.
For the better of everyone's sake.
I ain't talkin' bout me or talkin' bout you.
I'm just giving some realist shit truth.
Instant asswipe is always here.
Haha just kidding but seriously lol.
Not even that, but that's ok.
Shall still be nice in the things I say.
Post 552 of today.
Anger works alone.
I'm sorry somebody else typed this stuff.
But gonna leave it here because I could possibly be him.
Somebody get me a cup of coffee, I just woke up.
Damn what happened? That was a terrible nightmare.
The world's in luck.
Hello :) I'm here, still myself for you.
Because its who you are, not what you do.
Been very long since I posted anything. If you ask me, its a piece of shit. But otherwise, an eye-opener for myself, to see to what extent of degradation shall I fall.
By Me :)
Nobody ever said you can't be angry.
But nobody said either what will come from it.
Or go, to make it more precise.
Yes, anger works alone.
Maintain a cool head, don't lose your stuff.
Even if the tough don't get going when the going gets tough.
Yeah, the other version's a bunch of shit.
Just like how what you do returns you a bunch of shit.
I've never felt like this for a long time.
Or even felt like that at all, this is a departure
from the usual "I'm fine"s and "I'm ok"s
though this shit ain't what I do.
Ask me I'm fucking pissed off? Hell right you are.
Or how fucking wrong were you.
You've been shittin' on me for way too long.
I ain't gonna clean your fucking ass no more.
You got that? No more fucking around with me no more.
Being too nice never brought you shit.
Being too nice never got me any shit.
Kindness only got met with closed doors.
But no, being like this don't always mean the end.
Not even when I'm just trying to be a fucking friend.
I repeat again what I always said.
It's not what you do but who you are.
Any other fucker can wreck shit upon the world.
And oh damn the whole world shall give a fuck.
Unprecedented tantrums is the key to attention.
Silent suffering is the secret to being shit upon.
But how I do this is just the spur of the occasion.
We all know what's right and wrong.
Only for today shall I do this shit.
For all the world cares, this ain't me.
We keep hope in the face being fucked up.
We shall be nice and put em' smileys :)
The other side is smaller than this one.
So doing the usual is still they way to go.
Even if the whole world wants to fuck things up.
None of the above shit would be shown.
Still smile and shake my head and laugh.
Because life is fucked up anyway.
No point letting it fuck you up even more.
Just be who you are and see if it works.
After all, its who you are and not what you do.
Let yourself prevail in the face of more fucks.
Because anger works alone, so do you.
But even, even if we keep getting shit in the face.
Does that make things better?
Either you get shit and at least flowers to come with it.
Or you do the opposite and walk alone.
But the thing is, it's not that simple.
You get shit and walk alone.
People shit on others and get flowers.
Anger never really worked alone.
It's not what you do, but who you are fuckers.
Still, I smile as its my best way to fight the world.
Don't let the above fool you of me.
It's just that people have 2 sides, you see.
I'm sorry I let my other run free.
Mr Nice Guy still lives like in the past.
Although he always finishes last.
Talk to him, don't let him kill himself.
Or let who he became create itself.
He'll keep doing what he does.
Just because that's really himself.
He'll let himself get shit upon.
Not saying that's wrong, don't get me wrong.
He lives with the hope that anger works alone.
And gentlemen don't get their anger shown.
Or feel any at all for that matter.
He won't degrade to this for all the better.
All the shit in life, he'll take.
For the better of everyone's sake.
I ain't talkin' bout me or talkin' bout you.
I'm just giving some realist shit truth.
Instant asswipe is always here.
Haha just kidding but seriously lol.
Not even that, but that's ok.
Shall still be nice in the things I say.
Post 552 of today.
Anger works alone.
I'm sorry somebody else typed this stuff.
But gonna leave it here because I could possibly be him.
Somebody get me a cup of coffee, I just woke up.
Damn what happened? That was a terrible nightmare.
The world's in luck.
Hello :) I'm here, still myself for you.
Because its who you are, not what you do.
Been very long since I posted anything. If you ask me, its a piece of shit. But otherwise, an eye-opener for myself, to see to what extent of degradation shall I fall.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
537
Just because somebody treats you nicely, does not mean he/she actually likes you. Maybe its just because that particular person is treating you like a human being while everyone else is treating you like shit.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
516
I gotta lock up all the windows in my house because one of these days I'm gonna start treating them like doors.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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