Hmmmph.
WorriedI need these twelve Excellence credits... looks like I'll be working my white ass off next week for them. Yay me. Not.
Well, f**k you too NZQA.
M.L.I.A.
Peace to PacePeace to Pace and Back AgainPeace to Pace
Lambton Quay at night is an untrained masseuse; relaxing, sensuous, and dangerous. Laughter and a wordless babble follow me out of the Michael Fowler Centre. Like a persistent would-be lover, it caresses my ears and tries to draw me back inside. Relentlessly, I stride on into the fluorescent half-light. The footpath is in sepia under the tacky artificial glow. The Town Hall skulks nearby, an edifice straight out of bygone times. The impenetrable shadows reach out with gnarled talons. They are kept from touching my feet only by the unceasing watch of these extra-ordinary suns that emanate from the top
DeathSoaring over the mountains, so the hawk flies. Rotting in the ground, so the fruit dies. Swimming through the waves, so the dolphin plays. Marching through time, so society stays true to its ways.Death
When we die we must hope that we are remembered.
Soaring over the mountains, so the Soul flies. Rotting in the ground, so the Body dies. Swimming through the waves, so Humanity plays. Marching through time, so the Mind stays true to its ways.
Entropy is the ultimate punishment, memories of us dissembled.
Hope, Truth and HumanityWhat is hope? Good friends dearest, Can you tell me?Hope, Truth and Humanity
Is it a good thing? Something to enjoy, And to invigorate you?
Or is it a bad thing? Something of pain, And disappointment?
What is truth? Good friends dearest, Can you tell me?
Is it a good thing? Something to hold up, And to respect?
Or is it a bad thing? Something meant to confuse, And make the weak of mind weep?
What is humanity? Good friends dearest,
Can you tell me?
Is it a good thing? Something of worth,
Minha Vida Meu AmorEgo tu amo, Je t'adore, You knew what it meant, I just wish it could mean more.Minha Vida Meu Amor
I'll still take a second glance, Even as you say goodbye, Relive everything we've had, Retrace every single line.
Incessantly trying just 'coz it hurts, Im still just trying to find those words. That'll tell me just how to tell you, To tell you just how much you mean
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How are you?
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Good, I think ^-^ Despite all the work I'm shirking~
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