Monday, January 01, 2007

:: time ::

Last night wasn't as fun as all the other Friday nights i had. I think mostly because the crowd was a little more anyhow - like alot of undesirables, alot of misplaced people and wow to top it off PRC's from the motherland.

I'm not hating. I'm just saying that it felt more like beloved homeclub was a spillover place from clubs that were packed.




It wasn't as nice as a regular beat! night or anything, for sure - but i'm happy enough to have spent it with good friends, and a place that's actually friendly !

Wow i remember after we brought on the countdown and popped our streamers i was with Juliana, Mel and co. and then i went outside to look for Chris and Julius - the first thing i saw was all these people lined up along the riverside looking skyward


then i heard the first popping sounds of '07 and bright fucking fire flowers of green white and orange. I never felt happier on the first moments of a new year.

So the night went on and until now I count at least 5 different types of liquids. Haha thank you Chris.


Jonathan says '07 wouldn't be a good year, but Julius' mom tells him otherwise. I think it doesn't really matter anyway because good is good and bad will be bad so come what may.


Well i had a good night. Honest. :)








Happy new year, everyone - and good morning too !





" When there's nowhere else to run !

Is there room for one more son -
One more son ?

If you can hold on,
If you can hold on - hold on!

I wanna stand up! I wanna let go -
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't.
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand.

Another head aches, another heart breaks -
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes ;
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner
You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run !
Is there room for one more son ?
These changes - ain't changing me;
The cold-hearted boy I used to be.



I got soul, but I'm not a soldier.
"





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spoken. at 9:04 AM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."