Where The Light Is

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fences

this is the deep and dying breath

give my gun away when it's loaded

the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you

because this road is all you'll ever have

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My Dear we're slow dancing in a burning room	Wednesday, July 30, 2008, 5:08 PM I hope you dont mind that i put down in words The weather is insane. I mean come on with this kind of heat, how can you not expect anyone to not melt in the sun. Its prolly like, a thousand degrees in the shade. Gosh. I swear this world's coming to an end. And we're all gonna get fried. Like chickens jumping in a vat of hot oil. Tsk. Of all days, i had to get a migraine today in school. Thankfully it was towards the end of the day and i didnt have to leave halfway, cos my parents prolly wouldnt have believed that i really was having a migraine. I hate migraines. Theyre a killer ass of a headache. Your eyeballs will feel like theyre being pushed into your head, the back of your head will start to feel as if someone's squeezing it, and your vision will be blurred so badly you wont be able to see anything. And on top of that, you'll feel like puking every 30 seconds. And i had to get it during a math test, which by the way we seem to be getting a test 5 times a week, tsk, the school calls it "constant checking for readiness for the exams". I say thats just their way of saying "this is your last year in school, we hope you've enjoyed the last 4 years, but now, die." Gah. So i cabbed home straight after school and dropped dead on my bed without even taking my shoes off. I woke up an hour later completely healed. Thats the thing about migraines, they come and go so unpredictably. But it usually speeds up the recovery if i sleep. You know, during a migraine attack, your body rejects all foods that enter or that have entered your body, it starts to push back food inside your stomach into your gullet and you start vomiting. So essentially, you're gonna have nothing left in your stomach. So when you're healed, the body naturally wants all that food back, in other words, you get hungry. Well, i got hungry. And you know, when im hungry, there's very little anyone can do to stop me from eating. But i realized there's nothing to eat in the house since Mom's going in for her operation tomorrow and dad, well, he only shops for apples and bread, both of which he forgot to buy last weekend. So here i am, dying of hunger, with nothing to eat till dinner. I dont like the sun. No really, i dont. Its driving me crazy. There's sunlight streaming in through my windows and straight onto my head, not making me feel any better. Sigh. I had really depressing marks for my last math test. geez im gonna fail my O levels,become a road sweeper and live a sad existence with 5 cats, cursing every morning at the walls and if people tell me "good morning", i'll reply "whats so good about the morning." Im going slightly mad here, can you tell? GAHHHHHHHHHHH. Stab the ministry of education. Stab them all. Pfft. Im going to chemistry now. Its prolly the subject im most prepared for and can actually feel good about myself when i do chem papers. Seeyuh. ao		the machiavellian ist Vanity isn't a sin, a little narcissm wouldn't hurt. The World would be a much lesser place without corndogs and pizzas. Facebook Andrew. Music. Food. People. What more could you possibly want?		partnersincrime One day when i wake up and find the motive and time to link anybody, i'll let you know. backtoyesterday + Pulled my trigger now he's dead + But i can't remember where or when. + Sweep the streets i used to own. + I know you're out there, somewhere out there. + The city spreads open like a cut vein + Even the best fall down sometimes. + Pardon the way that i stare + :( + Les escaliers de la butte, Sont durs aux miséreux + The silence seems so loud wheni'mgone + April 2007 + May 2007 + June 2007 + July 2007 + August 2007 + September 2007 + October 2007 + November 2007 + December 2007 + January 2008 + February 2008 + March 2008 + April 2008 + May 2008 + June 2008 + July 2008 + August 2008 + September 2008 + October 2008 + November 2008 + December 2008 + January 2009 + February 2009 + March 2009 + April 2009 + May 2009 + June 2009 + July 2009 + August 2009 + September 2009 + October 2009 + November 2009 + December 2009 + January 2010 + February 2010 + March 2010 + April 2010 + June 2010 + July 2010 + August 2010 + September 2010 + October 2010 + November 2010 + December 2010 + January 2011 + February 2011 + March 2011 + April 2011 takeabow An accidentality production Inspiration from DancingSheep & BONBON:D		theventingmachine