Saturday, December 27, 2008

playing in the cold.

Coldplay really mean something to me.
They aren't just a band.
It's not that they did something in particular, 
like keep me company when I was alone,
or stop me from shooting somebody,
or get me through a difficult time.
It's not really possible for a band to keep me company,
because i don't get lonely very often. I'm cool with being alone.
Although, I can get lonely when I feel left out.. but that's beside the matter.
As for shooting somebody, Coldplay can't take the rights to that success, 
I don't think it's within my capacity to kill.
They didn't get me through anything, I would have lived without them.
But the point is they were there.
Always, the sound Coldplay has been a background to my experiences.
They're my not-so-silent witness.

The fact that they are so close,
so almost in my grasp, just kills me.
I have permission, I have money, I could probably find somewhere to stay,
all I need is some company.
I feel a bit lonely now.

Friday, December 26, 2008


i wrote a very angry blog.
then i deleted it.
because it made me feel guilty.

you probably don't know this..
i'm into photography.. and stuff..

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

please and thank you.

hi there, how can i help?

um one prince thanks.

have here or take away?

oh, to take away please.

and will that be all?

do you sell mistletoe?

why yes, we most certainly do!

perfect! some of that as well please.

*swipes card* oh, er.. im sorry... this product is not available to people of your kind... of bank i mean....

oh.. thank you anyway.. have a nice day....


powzaa is my word of the moment.
sound it out. hear it. say it. use it.
add it to your vocabulary.

and that's pretty much me for today.

Monday, December 22, 2008


i want to post more personal videos on youtube,
but i just don't know if i can let my "me", the one that i know, out to other people.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

four wheel drive.

Five wheels.
Four wheel truck.

Front wheels.
Back wheels.
Plural. Wheels.

Spare wheel.
Singular. Wheel.

Front wheels.
Back wheels.

Spare wheel.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

A new blog.

Hello friends.
I have something to inform you of.
Drake (of Drakesizzle) is mighty HAWT.

Here is a limerick:
There once was a boy named Drakesizzle,
Who had great hair that was the shizzle.
His style was so grand,
His coolness in high demand,
He was so attractive it made my head fizzle.

That didn't work so much.

I'll try again.

He's my drakums,
apposable thumbs.
My melody,
needed remedy.
My sweet rose,
I'd like to say.
I'd like to say no one always gets their way.
And no one always thinks the same.
My rose.
my rose.
When the seasons change,
And the sky turns grey.
When the leaves turn brown,
I'll be around.
I want you to know
that nothing stays the same.
But you and I,
we will remain
My rose.
my rose.