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Saturday, March 14, 2009
Well, this is my first time posting on this. I just thought I'd try it out since I really have nothing better to do right now lol. YAY MARCH BREAK! :D
So... I skipped last period calc and went home early today because it was the last day before the break, likee who goes to school on the last day right? right! Other than that, I had a pretty typical Friday. Went to dance practice today, it was very productive which is goooodd :) then went to go eat at pho with the gns people like usual. That's pretty much it, I guess I'm suppose to be finishing my last university application right now but I'm too lazy. So I'm just here wasting time on the computer :p. Kay... this feels retarded cuz like I'm talking to myself on this thing since I have like no friends on this :'( I HOPE YOUR READING THIS ANGELO! LOL
So... I skipped last period calc and went home early today because it was the last day before the break, likee who goes to school on the last day right? right! Other than that, I had a pretty typical Friday. Went to dance practice today, it was very productive which is goooodd :) then went to go eat at pho with the gns people like usual. That's pretty much it, I guess I'm suppose to be finishing my last university application right now but I'm too lazy. So I'm just here wasting time on the computer :p. Kay... this feels retarded cuz like I'm talking to myself on this thing since I have like no friends on this :'( I HOPE YOUR READING THIS ANGELO! LOL
Rhythm and Blues, Rhythm and Poetry
Monday, March 2, 2009
It is the art of expressing expressions through the persistence of the vivid soul. As rhythm blasts through the small piece of technology I held in my hand, the tune caressed my eardrums and it wasn’t long before the tempo took over and worked its way up to my mind, and then into the core of my thoughts. As the soothing flow of melody sanctions upon me, I was given the permission to pour my stream of consciousness onto the same paper that held the fluid from my eyes. Astonished by the range of vocals that kisses the instrumental so tenderly down to the very bass of the each percussion sneer. The music isolates me into my own space of rapture, as it provides me with an escape to all the sorrow that marinated my heart with hatred, and puts me in the state of being in the ascendant of my thought’s actions. The authority of music is an incredible thing; this repeated comprehension has never failed to put me in concussion.
Remidee
A throw back -
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Remidee
A throw back -
Saturday, September 27, 2008
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