Friday, November 26, 2004

This or that?

Pink or blue? 6 or 7? Simple or complex? Bollocks or facts? Hell or heaven? Angels or demons? OR Gods or ghouls? Earth or paradise? Truth or bullshit? Deep or straightforward? 1 or 9? Blood red or crap green?

Have you made your picks. Remember your answers. Now write an essay on your favourite sports personality in less than 300 words using a blue ball point pen. To ensure its error-free check your work at least 6 times. Get straight to the point, and forget facts. This is a fiction, so you are allowed to bullshit. But remember, no copying. Otherwise, you'll burn and rot in hell. eh..sorry God bless all.

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Songs that tell stories....

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose....you're everything.

(You and I)We were out on a date in my daddy's car.
We hadn't driven very far.
There in the road, up straight ahead.
A car was stalled, the engine was dead.
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right.
I'll never forget the sound that night.
The screamin' tires, the bustin' glass.
The painful scream that I heard last.

Tonight I’m tangled in my blanket of clouds....
Dreaming aloud.
Things just won’t do without you, matter of fact.
I’m on your back, I’m on your back, I’m on your back.
I cannot be without you, matter of fact.
I’m on your back, I’m on your back, I’m on your back.

Beautiful. Tragic. Sad. Makes me wonder if all great love stories end up this way.