Thursday, 3 November 2011

and this little piggy went to chapel



Going to french chapel never fails to make a momentous afternoon. We are led by little old french lady-profs who don their modest faded leather pumps, pearl necklaces, beetle brooches and glasses with neck chains. They speak with purpose, slowly and cautiously and refuse to upgrade from their yardstick to a laser pointer. Va En Paix is the last hymn we sing— every gathering in 3 unprepared groups, we all make our attempts to harmonize in the foreign language. I'll admit we've improved significantly since the first chapel. Nevertheless, we still sound like a babbling brook.

The little old lady loves it. She conducts us with another little stick as she runs, literally runs by each group, signaling our start and end notes. As we mumble to a close, she's grinning and she's thanking us for how "beautifully" we sing.

I love it.

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Hi, my name is one you won't want to remember after tonight

I've become a worse person over the years
impatient, stubborn, angry, violent, shallow, immature, selfish, rude, obnoxious, rash
Someone needs to slap me with all the force they can muster, just, all of it.

But no one dares come near

Thursday, 27 May 2010

So what?

"If a man does not does keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away."

Source: Henry David Thoreau

Friday, 21 May 2010

Squishy


The most adorable scene ever. And it's stuck in my head!

Friday, 14 May 2010

This is us


Good morning texts
Kisses on the forehead
Really long goodbyes
Holding hands
Silence that isn't awkward
Waking up beside you

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Monday, 19 April 2010

Evanescent

You're the sweetest thing I could've asked for.

Please don't leave?

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Friday, 12 March 2010

Yesterday's history, Tomorrow's a mystery. Today's a gift. That's why they call it the present.


Today I got richer by $40 (All of which will probably be depleted by the end of this weekend)

Today I found out one of my best friends that I'd lost contact with passed away 3 years ago on an operation table. (And it was my fault that we stopped mailing)

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Today I am having breakfast food for dinner at 2am. (But I don't give a duck about fat storing up while I sleep)

Today I am writing these words. (Inevitably amusing at least a couple of you, who have managed to come to this line)

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Today I will play russian roulette at a birthday party (With barrel nerf guns, for two people are barely even know, on dates far behind their genuine BOC)

Today I will bhangra for 2 hours (And shake it like the world is watching)

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