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No Name Face (learningtofly) wrote,
@ 2004-07-04 22:31:00
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    Current mood: calm

    Don't Leave Me High
    Blong
    The accident had left Blong limp. The buggy had spun too wildly, banging into one barrier after another, ejecting Blong from his seat and viciously catapulting him onto a the windscreen of a passing school bus. Blong wasn't all that badly hurt as he made his entry into the bus, but the Castolian Childrens Bugle Band travelling in the school bus trampled all over him in the ensuing chaos, leaving him limp, and knocked out completely. Castolian children have four sets of legs, and can only control two sets at a time. In fact, several Castolian kids are known to just oscillate round and round till the age of fourteen, when two sets of legs retract into their three metre diametre bellies. Blong was severely unlucky, as only a few seconds earlier had a school bus of Noptimium children passed by, and as is widely known, Noptimium children have complete control of all seven of their feet.

    The accident was four weeks ago. Luckily, Swallow wasn't in the buggy. Flix Fly's can fly at tremendous speeds. The infamous Sprinter Flix Fly can reach speeds of nearly 86 floongs a minute, before it explodes into numerous minute shards of glass. Sprinters aren't too popular with the usual Flixs. They're far too snooty. They think they're extra special just because they fly seven floongs a minute faster than the others.


    I watched Hyderabad Blues 2 today. It's a very okay movie, and feels as if they've tried too hard to make it an English film. Read the review in the next issue. Muhahaha. I am a whore journalist. I'd sell my soul for a bar of chocolate.

    Played soccer in the evening, and returned home with several minor wounds. I was also responsible for the demise of a half empty soccer ball. Tch.

    Tonight's the final of Euro 2004. I'm not watching coz I've stopped caring.

    I need a new cellphone, a new discman, a new left lens for my glasses, new contacts maybe, a new guitar, and a be-satisfied-with-what-you-have guide.

    Song: High And Dry - Radiohead

    Poetry In Static
    Don't leave me high
    Don't leave me dry

    Thought
    Listen to aforementioned piece of music.

    Till next time...
    Unplugged



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