Eminem - Sing For The Moment
sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
sing with me now, just for today...
[Sunday morning - twas the break of dawn when i ventured forth to sydney airport to picketh up my grandmother. Alas, my plans for a quick escape were thwarted by ye age old flight delay. a trip that should have taken only an hour at the greatest twas trebled in length.
Sunday afternoon - beyond the hour of the midday meal, I began to removeth the filthy carpet of the living quarters. Alas, twas a mighty task that required many great deeds of arms and equally great deeds of foot. As the sun fell, the last of the carpet was smote.
Sunday night - yonder physics lesson lurks about the turn of night and many feats of alchemy from months past must be written lest thine tutor become very angry.
Till next we meet, i bid thee adieu!]
[Sunday morning - at about 7 o'clock i went to the airport to pick my grandma up who had just returned form Vietnam. Unfortunately, her flightwas delayed and i ended up waiting for over 3 hours.
Sunday afternoon - after lunch, i started stripping the carpet from the living room to make way for the new tiles i spent all last sunday shopping for. By about 6pm the carpet was all removed and my legs and ass were sore as hell.
Sunday night - i have physics tomorrow and unless i write up severla experimental reports my teacher is going to be very very pissed off.
Catch ya later! ]
If the stuff in the first set of parenthesis/brackets striked you as being odd and incomprehensible rabble, you're not alone. I wrote the damn thing and it makes as much sense to me as Le Morte Darthur. For the Old English illiterate (myself included) i have included the modernised English version for reference.
Australian Idol finals on today... so what? Anthony didn't win... so what? Casey won... so what? As you can see, i clearly could not care less about Australian Idol if i tried. Does it matter if the winner can sing or not? Unlikely. Will the album the winner produces be absolutely crappy incoherent nonsense (only partially more comprehensible than parts of this blog)? Without a doubt. Will it still sell millions of copies? Due to publicity and the stupidity of the public, yes.
today's top 5: new age olympic events
sing with me now, just for today...
[Sunday morning - twas the break of dawn when i ventured forth to sydney airport to picketh up my grandmother. Alas, my plans for a quick escape were thwarted by ye age old flight delay. a trip that should have taken only an hour at the greatest twas trebled in length.
Sunday afternoon - beyond the hour of the midday meal, I began to removeth the filthy carpet of the living quarters. Alas, twas a mighty task that required many great deeds of arms and equally great deeds of foot. As the sun fell, the last of the carpet was smote.
Sunday night - yonder physics lesson lurks about the turn of night and many feats of alchemy from months past must be written lest thine tutor become very angry.
Till next we meet, i bid thee adieu!]
[Sunday morning - at about 7 o'clock i went to the airport to pick my grandma up who had just returned form Vietnam. Unfortunately, her flightwas delayed and i ended up waiting for over 3 hours.
Sunday afternoon - after lunch, i started stripping the carpet from the living room to make way for the new tiles i spent all last sunday shopping for. By about 6pm the carpet was all removed and my legs and ass were sore as hell.
Sunday night - i have physics tomorrow and unless i write up severla experimental reports my teacher is going to be very very pissed off.
Catch ya later! ]
If the stuff in the first set of parenthesis/brackets striked you as being odd and incomprehensible rabble, you're not alone. I wrote the damn thing and it makes as much sense to me as Le Morte Darthur. For the Old English illiterate (myself included) i have included the modernised English version for reference.
Australian Idol finals on today... so what? Anthony didn't win... so what? Casey won... so what? As you can see, i clearly could not care less about Australian Idol if i tried. Does it matter if the winner can sing or not? Unlikely. Will the album the winner produces be absolutely crappy incoherent nonsense (only partially more comprehensible than parts of this blog)? Without a doubt. Will it still sell millions of copies? Due to publicity and the stupidity of the public, yes.
today's top 5: new age olympic events
- Real Deathmatch - i'm sick of all those games where people try to find their way to the ball and to the opposition. This game is all about trying to avoid your opponent at all costs. Why? Because you opponent will be armed with a fire arm of his or her choice. Think Unreal tournament without the respawn...
- Unreal deathmatch - players use computers to engage each other in gore infested firts person shooting games such as Unreal, Quake and Counterstrike. Think of this as the paralympic equivalent of real deathmathc (see above)
- Pole dancing - considering that i'm a guy, the reason for this being here is pretty bloody obvious. I'll justify it by saying that it's just like gymnastics... but some what less tasteful... and with nude chicks...
- One finger triathlon - a contest of skill, determination and tolerance for pain. Contestants must complete three simple tasks. The first of these tasks is to open 666 beer bottles using only one finger. The second task is to break 666 tiles using only one finger. The third and final task is to climb up a 13 metre slide using only one finger.
- Piranha fishing - contestants fish for piranhas and the winner is the person who catches the largest piranha. To make things interesting, fishing rods can not be used. Instead, males will be forced to fish using their crotch and females fish using their eyelashes.
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