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I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world but its feeling just like every other morning before and now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone? The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour if that, and I started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye. Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

I believe the world is burning to the ground, oh well i guess we're gonna find out how far we've come. Well I believe it all is coming to an end. Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend, let's see how far we've come.

I think it turned ten o'clock but i don't really know, then I can't remember caring for an hour or so. Started crying and I couldn't stop myself, I started running but there's no where to run to. I sat down on the street and took a look at myself and said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell; say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to.

Its gone gone, its all gone. There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home. It was cool cool, it was just all cool, now it's over for me and it's over for you.


Pay my respects to grace and virtue, send my condolences to good. Hear my regards to soul and romance they always did the best they could. Will your system be alright when you dream of home tonight? There is no message I'm receiving; let me know, is your heart still beating?

Are we human or are we denser? My sign is vital, my hands are cold and I'm on my knees looking for the answer; are we human or are we denser?




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Watch out Monday; I'm coming.

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H.

Just quietly, why am I so annoyed? Is it because I'm jealous, or do I genuinely dislike the situation? Jealousy; I'm sure of it. Where is this path taking me anyway? I can see the spirality, looping and looping, but the end? Where shalt thou be?   

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Do you think I didn't notice?
When the glove is worn, and the pastry is broken fast, the rapid dissapearance causes the strangest things, but then the snail mail was always the best anyway.

H.

Too much of anything is too much

Too much love can be too much

We had too much time

Too much us

So we fought like tomorrow was promised

H.

'write a 2000-3000 summary of the relevance of the film 'Vantage Point' to the ideas of the context; Whose Reality.'

The movie ‘vantage point’, was a stupid waste of my precious time. I do not appreciate wasting a solid hour and a half of my pre-exam preparation time watching such mindless dribble, and hence I did not feel the need to waste yet more of my study time writing 3000 words about the movie and how it relates to ‘whose reality’, when the link is stretched beyond all means, that ultimately it would take that many words to accurately convey it.




Do you think thats an acceptable response? I mean I know its a little short of the wordcount and all....
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It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t kill yourself
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeh

Is it sad to say I'm in love with Imogen Heap? You should totally check her out. Yeah thats right, dog-whistle and all. But seriously, go to that record store and buy yourself 'Good Night and Go'. Its a single and you still get TWO whole songs. Now thats value!

H.

Presenter: 'Who wrote Beethoven's 5th symphony?'
Beauty; 'eerr... John Farnham?'

These are but words on a page. Nothing more, nothing less. LIE.

So they might be more than just words on a page, but I'm not entirely sure they convey the truth.

Embroidering is rather all to easy when you're not staring into the eyes of a friend holiding you accountable.

For Future Reference; take all the emotion in this blog's text, take the 2nd root, and perhaps you might be somewhere near the mark of the actual feeling.

If only life had an undo command. I'd control-Z back to last month.

P.S can't wait till monday. Nothing to do with school.

maybe the time was all wasted? But i had fun anyway.