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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Posted on 2006.02.20 at 15:49
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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
Sara on the ball
Outside my Room
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
