bitch boy's bible™

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Love and Friendship

Love is like the wild rose-briar;
Friendship like the holly-tree.
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms,
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again,
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now,
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That, when December blights thy brow,
He still may leave thy garland green.

Emily Bronte

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

something tells me i'm delusional when all i can think about is like long over. seriously. instead of studying on a wonderful tuesday morning i went to listen to sov songs and i sang along.so the ipod goes on shuffle and before i know it its the end of one concert. sigh maybe its just me, or maybe its the weather. but i think i'm growing up too fast. oh yes i am. i felt like calling someone to talk but oh i guess not.so here i am typing this shiatxz online. pause you now who read this and say to yourself kenny is such a sad person. why does he only have you, you, you and you to speak to. NOTE: you you you and you refers to four people mind you. so happens that you you you and you are all uncontactable throughout this wonderfully grey morning or are inconvenient to talk, so i shall just talk to my notes and sean o'casey.

byebye have a nice day. kenny hates the drilling man who is drilling something in his house above kenny's study room.

Friday, August 24, 2007

today was a sad day studying all alone by myself at my little wonderful unchartered studying location. ok so i was feeling this desperate call of nature and i couldn't leave my things unattended could i? so, i traipsed over to the toilet and to my utter disgust and horror there was a used syringe with wrapper floating evilly in the white porcelain bowl of human excesses(but there wasn't any excesses in it or else it would have been a more gruesome sight). gross. i so totally evacuated the toilet in case there was some psycho killer or some psycho drug taker lurking around the toilet waiting for some unsuspecting victim.shivers. but oh well that shall not deter me from studying there. i shall just thirst and hunger before studying so that i won't have to use that toilet ever again. oh my.

ok i shall go ponder over what mr ho said about loss in lit just now.sigh.

goodbye world.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

"two forces are working through her mind"

yes like mary, there are two forces working through my mind right now.

but don't worry you know. i'm walking out of it soon.

its just another cliffhanger, another twist in this story.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

On the side of me

By Corrinne May

I'm not the easiest person to love
I'm often the one who lets things go unresolved

Yet you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me
Yet you choose to be on the side of me
on the side of me

I'm not too proud of some things
I've done in my life
The skeletons in my closet
Are too big for me to hide

Yet you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me
Blessed Charity
You're on the side of me
on the side of me

'Cause everyone needs a friend to hold
when it's cold outside
and there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
all alone I cried
there was no place to go
I remember when nobody cared
but you

I'm not the easiest person to love
But you, you've opened your heart to show me what I'm worth

'Cause you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me
What a mystery
You're on the side of me
on the side of me

Everyone needs a friend to hold
when it's cold outside
and there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
all alone I cried
there was no place to go

I remember when nobody cared
I remember when nobody cared
Nobody cared
but you

Yeah you choose to be
on the side of me
on the side of me

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

And I will walk with you on a summers,
And I will talk to you,
Though you're faraway,
And we'll sing through the years,
Are you over those hills,
Do you still hum the old melodies,
Do you wish people listened,
Over here with me