dead4lyfe

08:10 am: awake?
paint the town, take a bow, thank everybody.
you're gonna do it again.
you are the few, the proud, you are the antibody.
mind, soul, and zen.

and the world's a stage.
(and the world's a phase)
and the end is near.

so push me, whine, just in time, thank anybody.
you're gonna do it again.

the way that you walk.
it's just the way that you talk,
like it ain't no thing.
and every single day is just a fling,
then the morning comes.

take your notch, shake 'em off. duck, everybody.
you're gonna take 'em again.
you are your foe, your friend, you are the pavarotti
you are the tragedy end.

and the world's a craze.
(and the world's a phase)
and the end is near.

so push me, whine, just in time. thank anybody
you're gonna do it again.

the way that you walk.
it's just the way you talk,
like it ain't no thing
and every single day is just a fling,

and when it comes, it moves so slow.
kinda like it's saying "i told you so."
looking back before she goes, tomorrow's gonna hurt.

and the world's a stage.
(and the world's a phase)
and the end is near.

so push me whine, just in time. thank anybody.
it's just the way that you walk.

it's just the way that you talk,
like it ain't no thing.
and every single day is just a fling.

Then the morning comes.

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well, i was up all night playing RE4. that game isn't really scary, but it does make you a bit edgy towards the end.

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so don't delay, act now. supplies are running out.
allow if you're still alive six to eight years to arrive.
and if you follow there may be a tomorrow but if
the offer's shunned, you might as well be walking on the sun.

10:54 pm: good riddance
another turning point,/ a fork stuck in the road//time grabs you by the wrist,/directs you where to go//so make the best of this test/and don't ask why/it's not a question,/ but a lesson learned in time//it's something unpredictable/but in the end it's right/i hope you had the time of your life//so take the photographs and/still frames in your mind/hang 'em on a shelf/of good health and good times//tattoos of memories/and dead skins on trial/for what it's worth,/it was worth all the while.//it's something unpredictable/but in the end it's right/i hope you had the time of your life//it's something unpredictable,/but in the end it's right/i hope you had the time of your life.//it's something unpredictable/but in the end, it's right/i hope you had the time of your life...///

10:37 am: "Well, let me tell you something: I've had enough of Irish-Americans who haven't been back to their country in twenty or thirty years coming up to me and talk of the resistance-- the revolution back home... and the gloy of the revolution... the glory of dying for the revolution...

FUCK THE REVOLUTION!!

They don't talk about the glory of killing for the revolution...

What's the glory in taking a man from his bed and gunning him down in front of his wife and his children? Where's the glory in that? Where's the glory in bombing a Rememberance Day parade of old-age pensioners, their medals taken out and polished up for the day? Where's the glory in that? To leave them dying, or crippled for life, or dead... under the rubble of a revolution...

That the majority of the people in my country don't even want?"

~Bono, during a live performance of "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" in Nov. 1987

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12:45 am: rant
i only sign on livejournal nowadays to rant.

so... /rant on.

what the hell is wrong with me? why can i never settle for being good? why do i have to be the best? most people would just accept it as fact that they're good. but not me.

sometimes that's a good thing, you want to be the best. but other times when the "best" is unattainable it only leads to a crippling depression. so... what the fuck? i mean. right now i'm in a place in my life where i'm very jealous of one of my best friends being in a relationship. and now it suddenly bothers me that i'm not the most important person in their life.

i can't just accept certain inalienable truths. some things are meant to be questioned, but does that mean EVERYTHING? i really need to figure out what the hell i'm doing in this life.

maybe i don't have anyone after all. maybe i've never been important to anyone. maybe i'll die old, and lonely. maybe.. maybe i should just give up in life.

i mean, i thought everything was going fine. but then i turn around and it's all gone to shit. i'm back where i was 3 years ago: jealous and depressed.

things don't change after all, or at least people don't. maybe i don't change.

what is love? do i know what that word means? sometimes i can't just write off my future saying that things will work themselves out. you can only cut and run for so long before you start thinking that maybe the people who turn and face problems are the really strong ones. but it's not like i'm really running from my problems, i'm just solving them easier than everyone else is.

why worry? things just happen.. right?

/rant off

07:50 am: Sweet Child
she's got a smile that, it seems to me,
reminds me of childhood memories.
when everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky.

now and then, when i see her face
it takes me away to that special place
and if i stay too long, i'd probably break down and cry.

whoa-oh-oh, sweet child of mine.
whoa-oh-oh, sweet child of mine.

she's got eyes of the bluest skies,
and if they thought of rain.
i'd hate to look into those eyes
and see an ounce of pain.

her hair reminds me of a warm safe place,
where as a child i'd hide.
and pray for the thunder and the rain
to quietly pass us by.

whoa-oh-oh, sweet child of mine.
whoa-oh-oh! sweet child of mine.

whoa-yeah! woah-oh-oh, sweet child of mine!
woah-oh-oh-oh yeah, sweet love of mine.
woah-oh-oh-oh! sweet child of mine.
woah-oh-oh, sweet love of mine.

where do we go-- where do we go now? where do we go?
where do we go-- where do we go? where do we go now?

where do we go (sweet child)
where do we go now?

where do we go?!
where do we go now?!

where do we go..?!
where do we go now..?!

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i like that song. the original, of course. G&R forever! (or not, since they broke up some 18 years ago.)

meh. that's all i have to say right now.