Do What You Want
So you were born, in an electrical storm,
Took a bite of the sun,
Saw your future in a machine built for two.
Now your rays, make me kinda go crazy,
Shock and awe and amaze me.
Just a ticker tape parade and me.
But something was wrong,
‘Till you tap danced on the air in the night,
Screamin at the top of your lungs,
“Come on, come on!”
“Do what you want!”
“What could go wrong?”
“Come on, come on, come on! Come on”
See I was raised, amid the trickle down days,
I woke up numb in the haze,
And saw my future in a machine built for two,
Now your light gave me some kind of fright,
How did wrong get so right,
And lead me stumbling through the dark of night.
Oh, something was wrong,
But you tap danced on the air, in the night
Screamin at the top of your lungs,
“Do what you want!”
“Come on, come on!”
“What could go wrong?”
“D-d-d-do what you want! Yeah!”
Bad Habit #4, Borderline-Pseudologia Fantastica
I’ve been kinda in denial about this one until recently, but the first step to recovery is recognition of the problem. The problem is, I’m a compulsive liar. I will, at times, lie for no reason whatsoever, in fact, I’ve made a game out of it. I try to make my victim believe in the most outrageous lie possible. It’s fun, and I’m pretty good at it too, I am a bullshit artist after all.
I recall this one time, I convinced one of my teachers that I was skipping class because I had to deal with other teachers who were racially discriminating against me, which was especially hilarious because of the sympathy she gave me, I can be so apathetic sometimes.
Still, at least in that case I had a reason, I didn’t want to get in trouble. Another time, I told a some random guy on the train that he had caught the Werribee train instead of the Pakenham train, even after we passed South Yarra, he got off at Toorak, and presumably had to wait an hour for the next Pakenham train… That lie was just plain vindictive.
Urges
I’d just felt an urge I hadn’t felt in 3… no 4 years, it gets kinda hard remembering your age when you stop celebrating your birthday.
It felt so foreign.
Maybe it’s because of that flicker, that small taste I had earlier. I so brought this on myself.
It felt so strange.
Maybe I haven’t been feeling it because I’ve been pretty regular about it.
But lately, I’ve just been kinda lax about the whole affair.
Unfortunately I can’t really resolve it right now.
Chat Quote #4 – Buttface
This happenned last year… or the year before that… I was at a sleep over at some friends’ (NiFizKim) house and it was kinda late at night, and I just kinda felt usil. Fiz was sleepy and the following events ensued….
I started poking Fiz’ forehead.
<Fiz>Stop touching my butt…
<me>So is this your butt then?
Still poking his forehead.
<Fiz>Wait…No…I mean…
<me>Ok… I’ll stop touching your butt, Buttface.
And from that day forward we call him buttface<(^_^)>
Mesjid Westall Saved My TV
I spent yesterday re-arranging furniture coz my mum said so.
We moved the TV to the other side of the room, unfortunately there wasn’t an antenna/TV/plug on the other side of the room (we use a rooftop TV antenna not those ones you stick on top of the TV), and we threw out all our coat-hanger antennas when we moved to our new house.
I had a problem on my plate, I was going to miss Grey’s Anatomy.
Then, my mind took me back to the days of when all the kids used to hang out in that little room at Mesjid Westall while the old people listened to their ceramah. Us kids used to get seriously bored, until I realised that we could plug computer speakers, which they had in the cupboard, into our Mp3 players to get some loud music, but that wasn’t going to get my TV problem solved.
I then also remembered how we got the TV in that room working. We had tried to use a coat-hanger antenna that we found in the filing cabinets, but we couldn’t get a decent picture. I, with some caution, tried plugging the computer mouse, also in the filing cabinet, into the antenna plug and to our surprise, we got almost crystal clear picture.
So I tried that at home, it worked, I got really good picture and sound, except for ABC which I don’t watch much anywho, Now I won’t miss Grey’s.
Created To Combat The Threat Posed by The Doctor and Other Phantasmagoria
I’d just finished watching the Torchwood season finale earlier this morning. It was a good season finale. it had a nice climax and ended with quite nicely too, not with a cliffhanger, but un answered questions… but forget Torchwood.
He’s back.
The Doctor’s Back.
I’ve just finished watching he first episode.
It was kinda a let down… Sure it had its’ funny moments, I swear I kept thinking that Tate was going to yell out “WHAT A FUCKING LIBERTY”.
But the episode did seem kinda bland, I think it was the lack of action… And the “YOU WANT TO MATE!?” bit seemed a little fake… But the last scene did draw me in , so many questions, need answers! But seriously though, I ain’t bovered!
