red red rogue

ah. sleep. i need you so bad.

it's been a long day--lovely one, though. the weather was insanely good in the morning. i sipped my golden coffee by the benches and had that spring mood settle in. then long hours of debate and joking with friends (including my ability to speak 'like an essay') then a so-so final.

funny thing that i named one of my essays as 'personae' obviously referencing to the amazing pound collection of poems but i doubt that it'll be appreaciated.

well, well. i still have somewhat of my bubbly mood left. i'm tired physically and a little frustrated with finals and all that, but i still look and sound better than most. the school's a wreck, you see miserable people everywhere. i don't know what it is, and i don't know how long it'll last, but this beautiful buzz keeps me going these days. not that anything changed, but seems like something gave me a push. i'm all joyful and joking and hopeful. whaddayasaytothat. life made me a hopeful, idealist, imagine kind of dream-junkie.

we talked about towns today--about london and paris and what attracts people where. a friend of mine upon me claiming there was only one place i'd like to see in paris rolled her eyes in a sweet way and let out, "the gravesite, isn't it?" with another strange story-like friend we spoke of home and camels and traveling.

i am so tired that my brain's working slowly. i'm gonna cut this one short before it gets boring. i got joni singing in the back. now she's something. tells you how mighty a woman in love could be

cheers lovers

Come on down to the Mermaid Café and I will
Buy you a bottle of wine
And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down
Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers
A round for these friends of mine
Let's have another round for the bright red devil
Who keeps me in this tourist town

the answer my friend

putnam says it's better to find an approximate answer to an important question than to find an exact one for a trivial one. that musta been what i've been doing all along--you know--not worrying about exact conditions to what will i do after school but worrying about what makes me happy in life? what do i love? why do i breathe?

if i could only get an approximate one to that.

the war is declared

and finally!

we've done all the crap that needs to be done. i spent a bit more money than i had planned but oh well...

london the mightly london. the land once possibly witnessed my dear ezra and eliot having a warm cup of tea--that beautiful land of europe that solely remained poetic and majestic and interesting.



i know--i know--but have a heart. could i have ended this post without that very specific song? it may be too obvious, but it is too perfect.

and i know this place

tickets tomorrow and ta-da, london's afoot.

house of cards

i am the luckiest child in the world--i have a mother who's devoted in her belief that i am a speacial one, a father who would die rather than let me get hurt, a brother who is more angelic than angels themselves. i come home everyday to this giant place of love and i can not trade that. every flap of the wing will fly me back home for i am loved here. at times i think it is the only chain that drags me down, at times, like today, it is the heaven up above that keeps me flying. i have seen love in its sheer beauty. how sad, and lonely, the world is in which not every child gets to see that. every crookedneess it bears every damage it has caused in my persona--i hereby forgive you. i hereby make peace. thank you.

just one drink

jack white's got dimples. there is a mysterious crooked joyful way of the world.

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i have this weird tendency to build things and then burn them down. makes one feel god-like i suppose. i do kinda like it, though.

say i did it for love

yes, sadly i have learnt today again that socialism is not fit for the human heart. all is so simplistic and lacks grandeur within some people that we are all doomed to exist in this one layered world. capitalism fits so perfectly to that. it is illogical to expect anything else, i suppose.

let's all go looking out for number one and feel proud that we do so. how sad. how sad.

the only sound that matters

i am in this very mellow state of being for some reason--i think enough durance does bring one a certain amount of wisdom. if i didn't think it'd be cheesy, i would have put a smile after that one.

a friend of mine was telling me of her troubles today and i found out as i tried to converse that most of my anger and frustration had been swept away. possibly of domestication. or being tamed. but calm i stood and quite dreamless--in a good way though.

someone almost claimed in front of my eyes today that socialism aimed class distinction. it wasn't a major comment--it was hidden in between somewhere but i caught it instantly. oh the wasted youth of my planet. how sadly trapped you are in your own egotism. everyone knows the best these days. sad sad times.

did some research for the literary sites in london. ezra's house and joyce's house are priorities now but there are some real cool stuff to see--and music stuff too, like where jummy page once lived or where the stones were discovered. and the abbey road, obviosuly.

finals are passing by. nothing too vital for now, i think a cfertain avarage could be achieved. ah who cares. let the peace last a little longer:

you win you lose

aaah i tried real hard to not post this here but this is perfect:

walk a while with me

the happiest song in the world. i think some of us could use the boost.

so if you have a minute

i think the best thing to do in life to walk your own pace.

anywho, i'll study now. hopefully.

all of london sings...!

so me and the followill's have a date on the 23rd of June this summer in the glorious hyde park. we got the tickets. now a few other details are troubling about the trip but all in good time. for now, just enjoy.

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i'm trying extremely hard to not jinx things but man, something wonderful may be afoot.

edit-- or not. now i'm all worried inside. oh dear.

dust in the wind

having a wonderful couple of first days of 2011. last day of 2010 i spent getting some rest, posting a little, them indulged myself in some ezra pound. then had a wonderful night with the fam got tons of lovely presents. last night also a long dbeautiful day--slept till after noon, big family breakfast, newspapers and tea for as long as you like, studying then a little then another big dinner with the rest of the fam. then came by kings of leon live at the O2 late late last night. had a blast watching that. if things go smooth, sometime in the summer i have a pretty sweet plan involving them and london.


anywho i have to study russian all day today finals are afoot. but will write in depth possibly some time later either tomorrow or wednesday night.

love you all

cheers