Mmm.
>> Wednesday, August 11, 2010
The distortion in "If Everyone Cared" is so mmm-tastic to my ears.
Read more...Live like you're never living twice :).
The distortion in "If Everyone Cared" is so mmm-tastic to my ears.
Read more...Deviating from my previous 2 sombre posts...
THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL TO AVATAR
(not the one with blue people, or the one they stuffed up in cinemas)
AKASJHDLKAHDSKHDASHLKSA
WOOHOO
But all the original cast will have died. :( sigh.
Oh well.
NEWAVATAR LKJSHDFLKHSDFLKH WOOOHOO
I saw a strange post on a friend's wall on FB, beginning with "RIP..."
To my chagrin I realised I recognised the name.
It was a primary school friend, which I lost contact with after I left NZ. He was nice. He was one of the few boys that was never rude, cruel, or mean to me.
I never thought he'd go out this way.
This young.
With this much life left to live.
If I managed to travel back in time and told him he'd die in a car crash, possibly under the influence of alcohol, would he have listened?
I think if we were visited by people from the future who told us our manner of death, we'd be shocked. And possibly think twice about the life we'd lead.
Each death brings life closer to home, as ironic as it sounds.
Though I never knew him that well I wish
I wish....
I wish he didn't die.
His death hurts.
RIP Matty.
"If you read history you will find that the Christians who did most for the present world were precisely those who thought most of the next. It is since Christians have largely ceased to think of the other world that they have become so ineffective in this."
- C. S. Lewis
I suppose that's why most of us are ineffective time wasters.
I CANNOT READ YOUR BLOG D:
You privated it? Add me please (unless of course I've been excluded.)
:D
The Road goes ever and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of Moon, East of Sun.
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