Unintentional

Before you spoke
Before I heard
Before I even knew you
I lived, day by day
Through each Season
Hardly living at all
But now I know the words you speak
Now I have heard your voice
Now that I truly know you
I live, day by day
Through each Season
Living just for you
So to you, I say thankyou
For all that you have done
For giving me life,
Even though it was unintentional

HENRI NOUWEN

“When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”

Paint

Random Pictures I took off the internet and messed around with on “Paint”.

 

Don’t be afraid to Stumble

Don’t be afraid to Stumble.
Get Lost every now and then and see what life throws at you.
Take it as it comes and keep your mouth shut, but still let your voice be heard.
Don’t say anything that you will regret for the rest of your life, but don’t live in fear of that regret.
Be Forgiving.
And.
EVERYbody likes hugs. :P

Take Your Time

Just walk the long road

I will walk beside you

Take your time

I will always love you

Hold my hand, and we’ll walk

We will tell to each other

The secrets we’ve kept hidden

And I will still love you

Take me with you

Hold my hand

I will walk beside you

Just go with the Flow.

:D

Dido Lyrics : See the Sun

I’m coming round to open the blinds
you can’t hide here any longer
my god you need to rinse those puffy eyes
you can’t lie still any longer
and yes they’ll ask you where you’ve been
and you’ll have to tell them, again and again

and you probably don’t want to hear tomorrow’s another day
but I promise you you’ll see the sun again
and you’re asking me why pain’s the only way to happiness
and I promise you you’ll see the sun again

come on take my hand
we’re going for a walk, I know you can
you can wear anything, as long as it’s not black
please don’t mourn forever, she’s not coming back
and yes they’ll ask you where you’ve been
and you’ll have to tell them, again and again

and you probably don’t want to hear tomorrow’s another day
but I promise you you’ll see the sun again
and you’re asking me why pain’s the only way to happiness
and I promise you you’ll see the sun again
and I promise you you’ll see the sun again

do you remember telling me you’d found the sweetest thing of all
you said one day of this was worth dying for
so be thankful you knew her at all
but it’s no more

and you probably don’t want to hear tomorrow’s another day
but I promise you you’ll see the sun again
and you’re asking me why pain’s the only way to happiness
and I promise you you’ll see the sun again
and I promise you you’ll see the sun again

Kingswood Open Day And My Thoughts

Yesterday, on the 3rd March, I believe it was, I went to Kingswood. I have been thinking about changing schools for the past year. >.> If you read this Mikey, don’t you dare “chat” about it in the teachers lounge. Last time I mentioned that I might leave Croydon Secondary College, 3 years ago, three teachers came up to me, almost begging me not to leave -.-
Kingswood is amazing. Heh, I fell in love with it straight away ^-^ I’m particularly interested in “the sciences” and from what I’ve seen, Kingswood would offer me a better selection and better facilities. 
The teachers are friendly, and they seem to enjoy their job, which is always a good sign. :]
Also, my best friend from Primary School is doing year 9 at Kingswood at the moment, and I would love to be able to hang out with her more often ^-^
Ah, it’s a tough decision.
Mum would have to get a job. I wouldn’t get home until around 5pm every night. I would have to get up early. I would miss all my friends at Croydon heaps. I would miss a few of the teachers…. Sigh, so I’m not even sure I could handle it.
I might decide to stay at Croydon after all, but there’s no rush… I have a year to decide.

Me and the Law

Me and Lor.
We have this thing.
I think she’s cute.
She thinks I’m cute. :P

I’m so sick of being a wonderful student. Sometimes I just want to grab a ciggy and smoke infront of the teachers. And when they question me, I’ll tell them to get fucked.
It wouldn’t really work…. >.> I don’t smoke. But if I DID, then I would do exactly that. ^^

And I have fallen inlove….
With “Red to Black”, by Fort Minor.

That is all. :P

Winter’s Cold

Yep, well, I haven’t posted anything in a while (as “Mikey” hadn’t seemed to notice… >.>) Pfft.
Anyway, this is my most recent piece of writing. Like most of my work, it is short, and usually just comes to me at the most inconvienient times. (eg. 11:30pm… Last night.. >.>)
It’s about all the damn hot weather we have been getting, and wishing for “Winter’s Cold”. <3 So here it is:

Winter’s Cold

I have Forgotten
The smell of dampness
The touch of icecold fingers
I am stuck in a world of heat
Of suffering
Of burning
Mother, teach me again
Let me remember Winter’s Cold
And the sweet touch of rain
Fore I have Forgotten