October 12th, 2006 (05:29 pm)
current location:
At home
current mood: blah
current song: Gazette - Kare uta
Hmm not sure what to write or how to start - My week perhaps? =]
School
Oh the joyous occasion that is school; don't you just love it? Embracing it with wide open arms, ah yes. (o>_<) I have finally reached the last year! Looking back I don't know how the hell I survived that piece of shit, but of course I'm most looking forward to getting out of that hell hole. The masses of work plus looking for colleges and courses is making my mind explode. I want to crawl in a corner and sleep until it's over, it certainly doesn't help when you don't know what you want to be when your older. I look at lists of subjects/courses and I really do want something to jump out at me but I can't say I'm that interested in any of them. Some would say I have no heart or passion; I don't disagree.
One of my other worlds
Yay! My copy of Gazette's Nameless Liberty; six guns finally arrived on monday xD along with alice nine's number six DVD. Oh my didn't know it would be that long, took me 3 days to finish watching it =p but it was definitly worth it. The part where Ruki was singing baretta made me cry; the way he silenced the audience and sang with such emotion (o>_<) Hope I'll be able to go to another Gazette live. The ending made me cry as well =x I tried holding it in but listening to the instrumental version of miseinen while watching the band members cry, touched me.
Mind my randomness but I thought I might as well post these two poems that I've written quite a while ago =/
He smiles at her with fake intentions,
He talks to her with a false tone,
He teases her while thinking it's only the truth,
He stares at her with useless sympathy,
He acts sweet and kind when really he doesn't care,
He makes her feel worthless and not worth anything,
He think's she's a walking freak,
He think's she's really weird,
He doesn't realize the hurt he's caused,
He doesn't know the pain he's undone,
He doesn't see the tears she cries,
He doesn't bother with what's inside.
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All the hate I've managed to contain,
How much longer with this pointless pain?
Hearing your voice makes me so sick,
Though I know you're not a common prick,
How I perceive you I'm not aloud to say,
I just hope to live until your dieing day!
I want you to feel how I've felt all these years,
Let's see how a dickhead like you will bear.
I want you to fucking suffer and see how it will be,
Seeing your mind fucked up would be like joy to me.
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As you can see my skills as a poet are very high - (o.x) *ahem*