Monday, July 25, 2005
these eyes are meant to be on you
just as these hands are made to fit yours

poetry shmoetry i've had enough of balderdashery that just rhyme at the expense of actual meaning. maybe that's the defining point. that's the idea, the goal. and that is to make it rhyme and make sense at the same time. i never said my mother gave birth to a poet or a playboy for that matter so i think i'll just quit my futile attempts and leave blogs the way it should be. to deliver a harangue and tirade about my luckless day.

in replication to jeremy's question about what blogs are, they should be about whatever you want to talk about. your day, your social life, your cooking, your trip to the toilet. anything at all. you can make it repulsive offensive without giving two fucks about what other people think just because their sorry eyes caught it. and you can insult others for all you want but just dont break the law. to keep your blog focused on just one thing, say your relationship with your dog would not do the rest of your life justification. and say if your dog went on a holiday then you'd have nothing much to talk about. so just make blogs your personal view of the world. thats that.

havent been blogging much these past few weeks. even months. lose interest in it cos its too centric on one part of my life; personal. and when things dont work out there i dont know what to do or what to say. sometimes i wish people would suffice with my 1-liner but then if i dont want to see that in other people's blogs then i have to be exampular and dont buck the trend. it can be quite difficult. but if you blog you know. if you have a boring life like mine you know its a lot worse. mmm. sleepy. and i'll just end now cos nobody can complain anyway.


sammy says. at 3:50 PM