To Miss Caffeine and Fanta

I just noticed that something you blogged about was extremely true...
Im bored...and i have nothing better to do so im gonna eat a chicken burger and have some soda...like you said...where's the line between boredom and hunger...its like the same freaking thin
In other news...screw him for forgetting your anniversary! I know I wouldnt!

We'd Wed Weed

They think they're so special as if we'd,

Not heard the message that He'd,

Shared when they wanted to stone her because she'd,

Committed adultery 'alone'...jeez

Meanwhile they were all staring at her double d's

Arms folded in digust..bboy stances...wannabe G's

Negroe....please!

They think they're so special, like a married couple...wed,

As if the blood was only for them shed,

No space for anyone one else in their bed,

Prefer to lead never to be led,

Thinking about themselves getting head...ahead of the already fed...up Tom, Dick and...Ted

The selfish act amounts to nothing...brain dead...(pun intend....ed)

Their beliefs are like weed,

To refresh them again...just breathe,

Only relevant in time of need,

Misquote the book, cant you read?

Never led, always lead...(this line is in the 2nd verse, yes indeed)

Thinking that they're spreading their good seed

Keep it to yourself...with you I plead

Cause He knows what I hunger for...He will feed

We'd Wed Weed...

Versus

She's the definition of beauty

She's beautiful by definition

I had her and let her go

She had me and let me go

Attraction was followed by love

Love was followed by attraction

I was her first...

She was my first...

I wanted it

She wanted it

I chased after her

She was always there

I blame China

I blame Germany

I miss'em both...but they're happy and that's all that matters

EFF!

EFF the Chinese for blocking my blog....Im back mother effers...Yeah I feel funny when I say the EFF word...whats it to you...in fact...EFF you too

Just coz I can...rantings

First of all....What the heck...how I have missed my blog...its not even funny. Ati the Chinese blocked it. Nevertheless, if it involves a code then the code can always be broken...with the right skill of course...skill which I happen to possess. Suck on that Chinese ninjas(ninja=Chinese version of a nigga).
Secondly...these mosquitos have shindad...my housemates must think Im having a praise and worship session coz of the way Im clapping them down.
Thirdly...the heat...goodness!!! But walking topless outside is cool...something I wouldnt dare do back home.
4thly...I just feel like causing...as in...Im full of so much bout right now. Maybe it has something to do with the music Im listening to...(|(- -)|) Killswitch Engage!!! Then I have a drumset in my room...sometimes I take it out on it. I actually think Im getting better at it.

I had so much to blog about but now that I can all the thoughts have disappeared. Necessity is indeed the mother of invention. Im sure once I read a couple of nani's blogs Il have something to say
Good to be back though

Almost Lover...

Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you'd never ever forget these images, no

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy for you
To walk right in and out of my life?

These are lyrics to song by A Fine Frenzy called...you guessed it...Almost Lover.

I hate the way songs have a way of rubbing stuff in. I always feel like calling her when i listen to this song. As if that would change anything. In fact now I've shibad...sasa now so what?!

Word...

Spoken word...but my words are not spoken

They are just but a small piece...if you like...a token

Fragments of evidence of a heart once broken

Cause and effect...MiKa...this persona was awoken

Loathe...hate...bitterness...emotions interwoven

Often mistaken for what they are not...golden

Word!

Spoken word...but my words are not spoken...they're written

A reminder of the past...of her...damn I was smitten

Most people complain about Cupid's arrow...shut up!...I was bitten

Then spat out like a fur ball by a cat called Mittens

Word!

Spoken word...but my words are not spoken...they're lame

Mainly because the rhyme after every sentence is just that...the same

Predictable...constant repetition...like my life...and Im the only one I can blame

I could go on forever with this one like Tetris...you know...the game

Ama naweza kuongea kuhusu huyo dame

Possibly even tell you her name

But I wont...I cant...Im like a dog on a tight leash...you guessed it...tamed

Word!