Saturday, July 21, 2007
"Two Weeks From Twenty"

Jimmy wasn't really popular, he had a couple of friends back home. And sooner or later they're all getting out so he had to join up alone. He was dreaming of the Ivy League since he was only three feet tall. And get the hell out of jersey and then he would never look back at all.

And then your hear 'em say that miles away,"We lost another one that we sent with a gun."
They're gonna miss him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame from the man to blame.

Jimmy never had a reason to stay cos all the factories shut down. All he had was a line for his name so he could sign away his right to be proud. He tried to kiss her on the way out the door, she just put her little hand on his face. "I don't understand why you're leaving", she said,"but I hope your gonna ask me to wait."

And then your hear 'em say that miles away,"We lost another one that we sent with a gun." They're gonna miss him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame from the man to blame.

Jimmy's mother went to Capitol Hill so she could fill her heart up with joy. Maybe shake a few hands while she's there and tell them,"Thank you sir for taking my boy."

And then your hear 'em say that miles away,"We lost another one that we sent with a gun."
They're gonna miss him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame from the man to blame. No there's still no shame, and we're all to blame.
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see that in bold?damn, that line can affect me. painful story/song, however you want to see it.

i've been wanting to blog for quite awhile already. but work is killing me.

WORK
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what: recording (of all things) tamil lectures.
where: SIM
when: 2weeks (1 of which has passed, fortunately)
how:

my one and only incentive, other than the pay. haha. its lovely really.

thank God for ken/yick kan, whichever, at least some days got him to talk to. haha.

since mon, everyday is soooo difficult.

oh thurs. important day. haha. IS presentation day. check out our clothes:
if you cant see, 3 of us guys (yes the ones in white are all guys) are wearing the same thing!white top, black bottoms and red tie. haha.

i just realised that if you look long enough, you could mistake azian (the one at the bottom, our group leader) as a guy. HAHAHA.

that pic is the official "FUNERAL FOR THE MAN" picture until kenrick's holga pics come out. i bet they look great. haha.

gosh, im dead beat from recording indians shaking their heads in unison and expressing themselves in some alien language.

gnight lovely people who allow me to entertain you with my blog.

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ive not seen you in a week. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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