MG - It's been awhile since I was your man

shhhh

the air is. alive
with inert perfection.

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"Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of words for you will find rewarding happiness not with the man you love but the man who loves you more.
The best lovers are those who are capable of loving from a distance, far enough to allow the other person to grow, but never too far to feel the love deep within your being." --Sheena

A little cheesey, but the rest of her rant was true. Sheena's such a fortune cookie prophet, heh heh.

Mistah Obi-wan?!

whole

finger tips to the sky
you touch,
whole.

a duality.

of wet lips
and hues of sun in trees
so crisp,

you smile.

L-icking-ust off those lips (like those suicidegirls)

Well, I'm home. Home from another test, another ode to poor attempts at shining failure :) Say good bye to aspirations of gynaecological glory and a lifetime of stress in which I care little of.

Phewf!

How can you love Jove Drusilla and forsake Rome?

...these are the lines along her body...

FUBAR

shit.

AUS beer gardens

It's Okay To Be Happy To Fall - by princemog

we are all students.
in a world that shows no truce.
in a life that decides upon its stress.
it hurts so much to see you degrade.
i just want u to find a way out.

sometimes, we all fall a little.
type after type, stroke after stroke, we trip and allow the soul to stress the little infants within us.

scream from your soul, you never tell me what the pain is for.
you let u're heart, let the spirit arise through your eyes.
little heart crystal statues, awaiting a master for years.

little by little, your tears stream through like blue white waters.
you think you are incredible.
but nevertheless, i seem to be able to confide.

it hurts so very much to be around you.
sometimes, we all must give a little.

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The poem above was from a guy in my old IT class...
I know I should be studying... but alas, the computer is too tempting.

School isn't fun anymore... I've already failed one midterm and I have a feeling I failed the one today... now there's one more for chemistry tomorrow, and I can't see the horizon.

I'm thinking of christmas break already... I want to go beserk during that break time. Now I understand why students in Engineering drink so much - I suppose I'll consult Dmitry's Corner for advice. Until then, au revoir!

night lights

I want to go to Ibiza while I'm still young...
anyone like to join with the sufficient financial funds?

...

In the Leaves


...I wonder what he's thinking right now

Operation Playboy Playmate

Advertising
This is what this war needs, more advertising...
Slogans to capture the imagination,
Such as:
"Now attacking, the 101st airborne division brought to you Coca Cola,General Motors, Doritos and Wendy's Late Night Drive Thru, now open later to serve you better."
or
"This third army division advance is brought to you by Delta Airlines - we help to fly and it shows"
"Ford - the third army division is built Ford tough"
And Office Depot...
Or how about:
"Tonight's air strikes have been brought to you by Nike - Just Do It. Pepsi - the choice of the newly conquered generation. And Exxon - helping build a better tomorrow by bombing the shit out of the competition of today."
Our live shots over Baghdad today are brought to you by "The Goodyear Airship Freedom One
and Budweiser, The King of Beers"
And don't forget, tomorrow is "Friendly Fire Friday", brought to you by Burger King, Home of the Flame-Broiled Whopper.

U.S. girl magazine and Playboy is joining the U.S. led war on Iraq. Playboy is launching "Operation Playmate" to help perk up troops by allowing them to e-mail the magazine's centrefolds who will send back autographed photos of themselves. But "Operation Playmate", the brainchild of Playboy's co-founder, Hugh Hefner, won't be sending any nude pictures. The boys will be able to send an e-mail to their favourite playmate and she'll send them back a headshot or a picture of them wearing a t-shirt. Magazine spokesperson, Bill Farley said, "We don't want to send any nude images that would be offensive to our Arab allies in the Middle East. But we wanna give the guys something to think about and get their imagination going." The playboy bunnies explain that the conflict in Iraq is not the first war-time role for the playmates. For one year starting in November of 2001, the magazine conducted an "Operation Playmate" to help pep up U.S. fighting troops in the U.S. "war against terror". Now of course these troops will be sitting back enjoying these non-nude photos, not to upset their Arab allies in the Middle East, while drinking copious amounts of Budweiser, which of course is alcohol and forbidden in all Islamic countries. And of course, one needs these kinds of distractions when one has to sit around all day taking pot shots at women and children, in a third world country. :)

Good old Matt....
good song too. its all about the penis and booze culture nowadays, anyway.
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Something's wrong. I just hope it's benign.

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Gale left, Sam left, Marbie left, now don't tell me Machala's going too...

Jeebus, I suck at the game of friends and popularity.

Game over. Go Neave!

Ed

Things Fall Apart

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.

-- W.B. Yeats, 'The Second Coming'

Chinua Achebe.
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I don't know...

just look out the window and into the pool of the sky. Eyes wide shut... hands holding gently, the warmth in my hands and I just wonder...
what if...

The days go by in pieces... more fractured than the last
- with more pieces and less clues... just whispers of dues.
"ree-spons-ah-bill-uh-tee"
Too heavy with too many syllables.
I just cringe at chance and probability - I hate those two with lack lustre passion. Remember the 5th. November.
Or come sooner the truth... and relieving despair:
"of woman," she cries.

"life..." I mutter back.
long LIVE|EVIL
And his eyes are burning my back.
The story of Hades and Persephone ensues - one pomegranate halved.

Maclean and Joni Mitchell - they're singing good bye, good bye

It's pouring outside
and we're sitting here
behind a fogged window, with water pouring down

Fingers nimbly tracing the water tracks
like the ones flowing down our cheeks

The fumes from the yellow taxi waiting outside slowly plume, eagerly waiting departure. The screen door slams and we hear your footsteps slapping away at the wet pavement. Ol' Joni couldn't have articulated it better, but our old man isn't walking away. No. The taxi hums as it pulls off down the road with you inside. We wave... but you can't see because the window is too fogged up. You didn't turn your head to look back anyway...
but we'll never turn our heads away from the direction you want to go.

we never said good bye

Naive - Good evening Sir Timothy, the Brave

I guess at times the closest things feel the furthest away...
and reassurance will always be reinforced with doubt.

I yearn to taste the very foundations of that dream, that pinnacle, that box... and be free of moral inhibitions... not just sampling slices of carnal pleasure. I want to command time for just a day and be able to breathe as though I were a plant taking it's first breath from mother's soil. But I suppose I'm still just a seed who has no clue where to take root and grow up towards the sky. Then again, the trees now are roots to the sky... and perhaps down is where joy and home is.

Dear diary, I'm drawing a map to oblivion... and I don't know where to go.
All I want is for someone to hug me and have them tell me everything's going to be okay.
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In other news, I think I'll be bringing the camera around to snap pictures at oddities I see everywhere.

my attempts at photography :S

play

walk

texture study ii

OHhhHhhHHhhhhhhhhh!


Where did all the excitement go? Oh jeebus, don't even mention lab test for bio 140... I know that I passed, but how well did I pass? I hate numbers and their convoluted looks and smugness... what a dirty smirk. Aside from tenderly writing about barnacles and their big-ass penises (surprisingly haven't seen any parody sites on that yet), I want to deflate my head for a moment and pause. Way to use the dichotomous key, Jane.

Ah... *string of obscenities* Another midterm tomorrow for biology... I can't wait until next term... maybe I'll drop physics 101 then and take it during the summer? buh. I lack logic... but this book smells good. like two virgins deep in orgasm. mmmmmmmm

"What-choo lookin' at yew stinkin' fo-fo?"

Fall on fire 

Composition IV --Wassily Kandinsky, 1911

My favourite piece.

blind-folded

aghh

The virtue of patience in waiting
to be animated, poly-perplexed
runs thin on bare nerves.

I miss so much.
Turn on the lights and shut me up.

I think a walk in the dark outside might provide some small degree of solace right now. Hop-skip-jump away!

"There is a set-course, a map, if you will... the school, the work, the retirement > there's your life. But you choose how you wanna live it, and I live life for enjoyment. All I want is to have a good time. The lunches with friends, buying mundane things like Tang, whipped cream, and lava lamps... and to just sit back with one special person, is all I really ask of."

Don't lose sight of your foundations.

le octobre regiment

rose, vert, et blanc

28X Metronidazole (250 mg)
24X Levonorgestrel (100 mg) + Ethinyl Estradiol (20mg)
4X Placebo

tablet a: hydroxypropyl methylcellulose, lactose, magnesium stearate, microcrystalline cellulose, polacrilin potassium, polyethylene glycol, synthetic red iron oxide, titanium dioxide, and wax E;

tablet b: FD&C Blue No. 1 Aluminum Lake, hydroxypropyl methylcellulose, lactose, magnesium stearate, microcrystalline cellulose, polacrilin potassium, polyethylene glycol, synthetic yellow iron oxide, titanium dioxide, and wax E.

tablet c: 1-(beta-hydroxyethyl)-2-methyl-5-nitroimidazole. FD&C Blue No. 2 Lake, hydroxypropyl cellulose, hydroxypropyl methylcellulose, polyethylene glycol, stearic acid, and titanium dioxide.

*blink*

Wow, there's a lot of crap that go into those tiny things. It's weird how it all ties together.
Buh? Organic and structural chemistry.... hooray for synthetic chemicals!

Ew.

Feck, me mood's taking me all over the place. love me hate me try me save me.

Ignore me, I'm not myself obviously.

I guess it's time for bed.

kiss me?

0100110010

Between the legs of giants
I roam.
Lost, a disease - malignant and blind.

Benign stories,
And a backwards tongue...
pixelated in colour of
zeros and ones;

Painting me dry.

bump. not my volvo

so, I'm still alive and still going to school as a transient floating thing. I've got a huge-ass midterm and lab test next week that I'm not looking forward to. Dear Machala - I've sent a small something.. there's more to arive in due time. Declined a prospectful offer of an overnight trip to Whistler with a bunch of people this saturday. Maybe next term... if there's more girls going. Ummm, in other news... school is school blah blah blah. Passing all my courses so far (60% is pass now.. 55 and you're on academic probation). And the rain's yucky here.

can't think straight at the moment...

But.

Dear Willow - turn to the sun.. And breathe

Tomorrow's friday!