catch me if you can...
imagine my sanity running away from me, screaming those words. then turns around and shows me the finger. "fuck you debbie!!!", hey sanity don't go all eminem on me, pls. if you wanna do a famouser on me, do a cobain or better still do and elvis, FUCKING DISAPPEAR!!!
i was cooking spicy ginger turkey, turned out mutton curry. i threw out the trash, forgot to shut the door behind me, till late 10pm. forgot to wash yesterdays cook pot. made plans to meet up gerard tomorrow at 10am when my job finishes at 12pm. walked like an idiot all around town today for 10minutes then head home, for nothing was walking in rain. i'm no james dean, but darn i looked cool. just mising a cig and bottle wrapped in a brown bag. wanna stand by the bus stop and shout out, 'fuck you british skanks!' or 'white fucking trash, i'm not paki, I'M FUCKING MALAYSIAN, LEARN YOUR FARKING GEOGRAPHY!!!!'. then again knowing them they'd go...'hurrrh?..burrrrpp'
okay tomorrow i gotta go to work at 5am, them give them slip at 10am, then take gerard to the hospital, the man is losing his vision, something i'm too fimiliar with, 'hey is that a car coming straight at me? OH FUCK IT IS!'...
my lecturers have left the country for this week, so i don't really have class tomorrow but i do have an appointment with my agent at 2pm. speaking of appoinments i finally have a interview for a good permenant job, room attendant at the park plaza hotel. thats on friday, 11am. i made one for my new found friend too, we'l call him macha, shall we. hope we get the job. wish me luck and drink your soup, it'll do you good. try adding some jim beam to it or southern comfort...whooo ahh.
kill my lungs, take my liver, give me back the strength to take a drink, pass the teeth, flow on the tongue, down the throat, straight into my heaven...a tall glass of black poison on the rocks, shining gold as the light crisoms on the crystal chilled glass. lime after taste lurking on the back of your teeth. whoooo ahh, coffee, not today kid. too big a leap for one day.......
hey where's the bus? bring it on, ricardo!!!
later.
i was cooking spicy ginger turkey, turned out mutton curry. i threw out the trash, forgot to shut the door behind me, till late 10pm. forgot to wash yesterdays cook pot. made plans to meet up gerard tomorrow at 10am when my job finishes at 12pm. walked like an idiot all around town today for 10minutes then head home, for nothing was walking in rain. i'm no james dean, but darn i looked cool. just mising a cig and bottle wrapped in a brown bag. wanna stand by the bus stop and shout out, 'fuck you british skanks!' or 'white fucking trash, i'm not paki, I'M FUCKING MALAYSIAN, LEARN YOUR FARKING GEOGRAPHY!!!!'. then again knowing them they'd go...'hurrrh?..burrrrpp'
okay tomorrow i gotta go to work at 5am, them give them slip at 10am, then take gerard to the hospital, the man is losing his vision, something i'm too fimiliar with, 'hey is that a car coming straight at me? OH FUCK IT IS!'...
my lecturers have left the country for this week, so i don't really have class tomorrow but i do have an appointment with my agent at 2pm. speaking of appoinments i finally have a interview for a good permenant job, room attendant at the park plaza hotel. thats on friday, 11am. i made one for my new found friend too, we'l call him macha, shall we. hope we get the job. wish me luck and drink your soup, it'll do you good. try adding some jim beam to it or southern comfort...whooo ahh.
kill my lungs, take my liver, give me back the strength to take a drink, pass the teeth, flow on the tongue, down the throat, straight into my heaven...a tall glass of black poison on the rocks, shining gold as the light crisoms on the crystal chilled glass. lime after taste lurking on the back of your teeth. whoooo ahh, coffee, not today kid. too big a leap for one day.......
hey where's the bus? bring it on, ricardo!!!
later.
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