Lasith (lasith) wrote,
Lasith
lasith

My Auto Biography

I should write my Auto-Biography....Call it Prophescy....


It will be approaching 10 years since I entered the University of Alberta...Shortly after 1997 I went mentally insane....


After that....I spent the Next ten years thinking I was Jesus/God/Mehdi/Allah in Human form....And then...Got kicked out

of the university of Alberta...Or like Kanye West...College Dropout....Then I write a book...About a guy who goes crazy and

was Jesus/God/Mehdi (One Guided by the Hand of Allah....And then...


Praise Allah for Old Scona Academic High School....Being a Genius....A Mad Genius is simply very profitable....Certifiably

as my Psychiatrist would Say...I'm a good writer...Bull Shit sells now a days and mother fucker....School Sucks....OH

well back to studying for my Linear Algebra Final tomorrow...


I think I should go to the University of Calgary...This seems like a good Concert...I gave up on my life a long time ago...Oh well...Maybe it's time to write a book...About what a waste my life was...


Well I remember

You use to say that you want

A revolution

Someday and you wish up up oh

I remember you’d be tied down and screaming

I was this bad boy who never listened

No one else thought anybody could believe in

And you go down

After all the years

Well I remember you’d be tied down and screaming


Santa Monica (Lasith) put up your hands

We surrounding your promised land

The British Army

waiting for command

Santa Monica  (Lasith) you got no chance


And the day was a third world

After all these all go to air bags

And you wish up up oh

I remember you’d be tied down and screaming


Santa Monica  (Lasith) put up your hands

We surrounding your promised land

The British Army

Waiting for command

Santa Monica (Lasith)you got no chance


And the day ends

With sounds of horizons going vacant

And you wish it back right

I remember you’d be tied down and screaming


Santa Monica put up your hands

We surrounding your promised land

The British Army

Waiting for command

Santa Monica you got no chance


And the day was (Repeat 3X)

And the day ends when you’re tied down and screaming


Santa Monica (Lasith) put up your hands

We surrounding your promised land

The British Army

Waiting for command

Santa Monica you got no chance


You got no chance (Repeat)


Here's to be tied down and screaming my friends...Here's to Harry Potter....Here's to giving up on this life and living for the next....


Cuz Laz is tied down and screaming!


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I post in complete disunity

Posted on 2006.02.20 at 15:49

Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative

Current Music: Listening For the Weather - Bic Runga

Often I find myself confusing...Because I think that people know things that I know...making references to movies that only I have

seen or talking using quotes they themselves have made a few days ago...Sometimes I don't listen...absolutely ask boring start up

questions before asking the juicy questions I really want to know...However by forgetting the silly answers to what you did today and

who went to Booster Juice I get into trouble...Maybe I should talk to less people so I don't get distracted...I get distracted quite easily.


I get "what are you talking about!?" a lot...and I get "I told you that I had lunch with my physiotherapist!  Can't you ever pay attention?!"


I do pay attention...to the juicy things...I really don't care about what you had for lunch Tasha...hehe...But I should get a physiotherapist...


I went to the After hours club on Saturday...Friday was the Bank and Jen's House...Which is totally cool and she served homemade

Strawberry Wine...I am missing Di...Annj has got her computer and I am glad to talk to her...Sometimes you never appreciate people

until they are away...Then you just hope that they will come back...Sometimes you are unsure...But Di makes a point that sometimes

people think I don't believe...How much I care about my friendships more than anything.  I have a lot of friends I suppose...I love to make

new friends...But I like to believe that I will be there for people...and I think I have learnt a lot of lessons about the fact that sometimes

words are not enough...and sometimes...the words are more important...


Anyway...I will make a cut with some photos...from Recently I think...Dodgeball, Waterpolo...Fun Nights...Good friends...I do take things

personally and sometimes I can not handle the truth...but I still want to know the truth and I need to be personal with those I care about...

That's what friends are for!

Hope You like the Pics Peeps...There are more...But I am Lazy the captions seem messed too..LOL...Consider it a puzzle!

The Rez Games Tourney


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Sara on the ball


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Outside my Room


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4th floor




Bic Runga - Listening for the Weather


So I'm listening for the weather to predict the coming day

Leave all thought of expectation to the weather man

No it doesn't really matter what it is he has to say

'Cause tomorrows keep on blowing in from somewhere



All the people that I know in the apartments down below


Busy with their starring roles in their own tragedies


Sunlight sends you on your way


And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday


Never be afraid of change


I'll call you on the phone


I hate to leave you on your own

But I'm coming home today


And this busy inner city


Has got nothing much to say


And I know how much you're hanging round the letterbox


And I'm sure that as I'm writing

You'll be somewhere on your way


In a supermarket checkout or the restaurant


I've been doing what I'm told


I've been busy growing old


And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me


Sunlight sends you on your way


And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday


Never be afraid of change


I'll call you on the phone


I hate to leave you on your own


But I'm coming home today


Yes I'm coming home today


I've been doing what I'm told


I've been busy growing old


And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me


Sunlight sends you on your way


And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday


Never be afraid of change

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