Tears for Fears - Mad World
2001 re-make, re-sung by Tears for Fears
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World...Mad World...
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World...Mad World...I'm watchin' over...a Mad World...
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Donnie Darko really is the coolest movie... This song is so awesome.
And the wind brought Clive @ 2:12 PM
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Tuesday, August 30, 2005 |
Some of some awesome quotage from Jase:
pessmstc optimst: I see them as simply expressions of degree.
pessmstc optimst: If someone is pissed, they have all the right in the world to use them.
pessmstc optimst: And if you take it even further
pessmstc optimst: What's so bad about these "bad words"?
pessmstc optimst: Puck rhymes with fuck.
pessmstc optimst: I can say PUCK YOU ITCH for all I care and mean the same as "FUCK YOU BITCH"
pessmstc optimst: and yet PUCK YOU ITCH isn't "bad"
pessmstc optimst: "frick" isn't bad either.
pessmstc optimst: "fricking hell" is okay while "fucking hell" isn't. and yet they mean the same thing.
pessmstc optimst: = people should stop bitching about how these are "bad words"
pessmstc optimst: They're only bad because people deem them as bad.
F130OverTime: XD
pessmstc optimst: Now, the one thing that is hurting our side:
F130OverTime: true true
pessmstc optimst: the fucking preteens.
F130OverTime: Ahh
F130OverTime: Icic
pessmstc optimst: they listen to something like eminem and they have no idea what the fuck they're saying
pessmstc optimst: they don't even mean it to a degree when they use these words
pessmstc optimst: and they're spamming it like it's the newest "lol"
pessmstc optimst: totally makes our side look bad.
pessmstc optimst: Yeah. The end.
pessmstc optimst: heh.
pessmstc optimst: oh wait. not the end yet.
F130OverTime: XD
pessmstc optimst: It's annoying how people say "OMG DONT SAY THAT" to little kids and say that it's "adult language"
pessmstc optimst: it makes the kids think that if they use those words, they're grown up.
pessmstc optimst: yeah.
pessmstc optimst: now it's the end. I think.
F130OverTime: LoL
F130OverTime: Well said, Jase, well said
pessmstc optimst: Thank you *bows*
F130OverTime: LoL
F130OverTime: You have my standing ovation
pessmstc optimst: :]
Jase has the mad oration skillz.
Joey Yung is teh awesomeness.
GonE.
And the wind brought Clive @ 12:33 PM
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Monday, August 29, 2005 |
I fucking hate my life right now. Everything's so hectic, everybody acts like jackasses. People don't have time to care about what they want themselves, only about what they want other people to do. It's so fucked up, since when they care too much about other people, the get all stressed out and think that their lives are so hard. What the fucking hell? Some people should just care more for their own lives than to fuck arund other people's lives.
Do I care too much about what other people are doing with their lives right now? No. My parents on the other hand, should just mind themselves. I mean, the past two days were MY living hell, not theirs. Why can't they just leave it at that? I don't give a fuck about your glaring. I don't give a fuck about tradition. I don't even give a fuck about what you do with your lives. I care about my life right now, and just how much it's making me nauseous. Why is that? It's because you're making me like that. It makes no sense to anyone, probably, but it makes sense to me. Oh well. Bottom line, you make my life miserable. I'm already fucking messed up normally. I don't need any of this right now. Just leave it out.
Then there's the fact that there's just some plain annoying people on this world. I'm not god or anything, it's not liek I can change anything about the world. But hey, if I had the choice, i would rid the world of all racist, sexist, chauvinist, closed-minded, fucking asshole, loudmouthed bitches who just pollute the airwaves with every word they spit out of their mouths. Why can't they learn to JUST. SHUT. UP? So fucking annoying...
I generally think that people who can manipulate other people's emotions and thoughts are awesome in the fact that they do what they do. The fact that people would use their own flesh and blood to do it though, make me sick. Those bitches should stick their heads in the bathtub and drown themselves. I'll add peroxide in the water, just to see you suffer. I mean, if you're going to use somebody to influence another person, at least let them KNOW that's what you're doing? You spoil and use. So that your very own child is the brattiest, most impolite piece of trash walking in the world, and you use your child to gain favor from other people. What the fuck is that huh? It makes me sick. Children are our future. They're so happy. If anything, they should be the heroes of today. Innocent, carefree, and absolutely oblivious. They're so optimistic that they can only see the good side to things. They should be brought up with character, spoiling them just makes their moral backbones soft. It's sickening. And to raise such a child so that they just manipulate without realizing it is just sick and wrong. I wish all these users would die. Die and rot in whatever hell you believe in, because I don't believe in one.
So I've used bad words in this little rant. So I'm a born cynic. So I'm sarcastic. So I don't like the world. So I don't care what you think about me. So I think I'm a born hypocrite. Fuck all this shit, I'm too winded up to care right now. I certainly don't need anyone to give me any glares right now, one because i wouldn't care, and two, if you did, I would kick your ass. i'm not in the mood for all this shit right now, I jsut want to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow. I don't need people to bitch to me about what I should or should not be able to do. I don't need people to flaunt their own user selves and to show off all the pawns at their desposal right now. Hell, I'll kick some ass and kill some bitches right now, I'm unstable enough. Sometimes I think to myself what would happen if I suddenly grew a conscience. I'm sure it would be frightening. I also wonder sometimes what would life be like if I wasn't bipolar. Well, It's a good question, anyone care to tell me?
GonE.
And the wind brought Clive @ 6:52 PM
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Sunday, August 28, 2005 |
There's a song. There's also you. This song reminds me of me. And it reminds me of what will never happen. It reminds me of the things we'll never do. I'll wait. I'll wait...
還未
(Joey Yung - Still Haven't)
還未等到的燭光晚餐
還是穿好新衫等你揀
有點冷 長年累月 何其緩慢
還未手牽手攀登雪山
還是不敢迫你定時限
如若肯約會我 你揀一個夜晚
其實我只想試試
當一剎那幸運兒
心息極容易 何不敷衍我一次
這樣的堅持 難捱但我不介意
下半生 我知 我還是會等你
若應該與你一起 為何還未
年華易過 歲月如飛
漸看得出再沒有傳奇
也難得 固執的我 堅決為你死心塌地
下輩子 准許我揀 我還是會再次揀你
像今生 從頭到尾 那般預期
結局仍然未結 我始終不容許我自卑
要是黃河未到 我又如何捨得 心死
還未解得開的這一個鎖
難道蒼天都愛莫能助
唯獨你可幫我 償還未了的因果
等不起 我知我 還是會等你
若應該與你一起 為何還未
年華易過 歲月如飛
漸看得出再沒有傳奇
我們的 這一齣戲
仿似具有懲罰我意味
太疏離 但還未可抽離
我彷彿賭著氣 要共你比 誰耐性好
今生不可一起 過一世
還是會再次等你
下一生 才能教我 有所預期
結局仍然未見 我始終不容許我自卑
要是黃河未到 我又如何拋得下你
還未等到的燭光晚餐 窮盡一生等你還
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I'll wait.
GonE
And the wind brought Clive @ 8:58 PM
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Friday, August 26, 2005 |
YAY!!!
My Lucky Die come through for me, though I only rolled an 11 this morning. I guess it signaled that I'd win some, and I'd lose some, but win just a tad more than lose, XDXD.
Good things:
+NO CARMELI!!! SUCKERS FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT DO!!! And Brian Ho, Graves is NOT easy. Stop trying to stroke your ego...
+NO BELLOTTI!!! SUCKER FOR THOSE WHO HAVE TO SIT THROUGH HIS BORINGNESS!!!
Bad things...
- AP French 5 6th period. Great, primetime for falling asleep...
- La Rosa? Who the hell is that? is she good? All those question marks...
But hey, overall, good things. Can't win them all right?
And the wind brought Clive @ 4:45 PM
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Thursday, August 25, 2005 |
This post applies nothng to those of you who don't understand TCG-lingo, especially in the YGO sense.
So the Ban List come along. What the fucking hell. You go and Ban my Metas? You go and give us back the damned Dark Hole? You go and take away our draw power until NOVEMBER?! I swear, what the hell? Sure, you got rid of the awesome Bacon Lettuce Sandwich, but I mean, Come ON! Without taking out the huge field clearers, the non-costed pieces of madness (like, oh I don't know, DARK HOLE AND HEAVY STORM?!?!), there's no way this friggin list will ever be balanced. I know I'm taking the ultra con look on this, and I usually barely take sides, but SERIOUSLY. It's why MTG is so successful, because there's an actual LIMIT to the way you can spend and withhold your resources to achieve advantage. Unlike YGO, where the concept of advantage is simply how many resources you have. There's no check to all that friggin power! There's Lands in MTG, there're Plot Twists and the turn-based summoning conditions of VS System. But YGO is like, wow, my turn, I bomb you, whee, I win, GGNoRe. Friggin hell...
Ok, anyhow, my day's been crap. Funny thing to happen tomoro: a WallyWorld is opening near our house by Fry's. Oh fun. Shoplifters unite! ::scoffs::
GonE.
PS. Now I'm busy rearranging everything so that I won't live in the Ban zone. This is friggin retarded. Not in the best of moods right now, no.
And the wind brought Clive @ 6:55 PM
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Tuesday, August 23, 2005 |
Well, I said I was going to give you guys a narcissist post, and here I am. This is me before...
and this is me after...
I don't like my short hair, really... I hope it grows out soon...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNIE! You're still my favorite cousin =P! Great BBQ, XD!
GonE
And the wind brought Clive @ 12:31 AM
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Monday, August 22, 2005 |
Wow. No seriously, wow.
I rarely watch a film that leaves me a good impression. Donnie Darko. What an awesome movie. Wait, awesome is an understatement. Just wow. Holy mother wow.
Time travel, Paranoia, Hallucinations, Changing Realities. Those minor, inconsequential details that make life oh so complicated.
When I first started typing this, I thought I would write a lot. I guess in the end, there just isn't any thing to write about to do this film justice.
"I hope that when the world ends, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because ther is so much to look forward to..."
GonE.
And the wind brought Clive @ 12:58 AM
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Sunday, August 21, 2005 |
Dropping in a quick note. My haircut is okay. It's near a bowl-head thing (shut up) but it's tolerable cuz it's gel-able. Pictures up tomoro, when I go to Amy and Annie's for barbeque. Yum.
And the wind brought Clive @ 8:08 PM
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Saturday, August 20, 2005 |
Today, Clive will be getting a haircut. And today, on my agenda, something I've put off doing for 2 years. I'm going to organize my playlist. (Some people already know I like my songs in a certain way, and not alphabetically. =P)
I'll keep you posted. Pictures may be up soon. Expect Before and After pictures of my hair. I'm vain like that.
GonE.
And the wind brought Clive @ 11:20 AM
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Friday, August 19, 2005 |
Today was pretty cool. I actually cleaned up my room (somewhat) so that my clothes aren't all over the place. Shock, Clive tidied up. Then there was John Choi's bday. Happy birthday John. Aren't you glad you only invited 3 guys? Only 48 punches, how's your arm? Let's begin:
Lunch was the most eventful thing today, I think. We scarred 3 lovely innocent minds, Sonny, Steve, and I. Poor John, Andrea and Isa, with our constant talk of soggy fries, soggy muffins, and help from a cinnamon roll. My memorable line of the lunch: Keep your cinnabons to yourself, no one wants any of that sugar. Oh the implications. Other event include my "guarding" Steve's food (AKA eating it as a fee), Sonny's McDonalds' yogurt parfait, and Sonny's questionably retarded...semen. I didn't say that, and moving on...
Dukes of Hazzard was an interesting, yet somewhat pointless film. We got gratuitous 3 minutes each shots of Jessica Simpson in a bathing suit, or otherwise matching bra and panties. I believe we had 3 viewing opportunities. A great 10 minute feat that movie accomplished. Some pastor's daughter she is, last I checked the great book (which was never), lust is a sin. John just HAD to cover his eyes with that Spawn comic. Poor closet pervert, we must break you outta there sometime. And Andrea, you really need to keep your scream down during the previews. Nothing will come out and kill you. Anyhow. The movie was decent, except for the occasional soundlessness. I like the classic DoH more.
Then we went malling. John wanted a PSP game. He's got a hundred bucks. Why not splurge? So we took the long way around the mall to get to GameStop. No seriously, the long way. We we're coming in from Century, and if we had turned left, we would have hit GameStop, but no, we turned right. So what happened? We walked all the way around the mall to get to GameStop. Some stupid idiots we are. But HEY! Josh now works at GS. Congrats, Josh for getting such an awesome job, though don't let your wife take advantage of you every week. It's like she gives you sex, you give her games. That's screwed up. DON'T LET YOUR WIFE (or kid for that matter) TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU IN ANY WAY! Damn... I should stop, I'm killing myself.
Now I'm home. And I'm bored. Though it was all good.
Clive misses his Aibu.
GonE.
And the wind brought Clive @ 9:05 PM
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Thursday, August 18, 2005 |
Clive woke up unnaturally early today to say the least. He was up and running by 9 in the morning. What the hell. So I just loafed around the house since there wasn't much to do and I can't fall back asleep. Damn my psyche.
So I ate lunch a lil bit early, and I drank a lil bit more water than usual, and I trekked 3.4 miles up Mission to go visit my dear friend Carly. Carly didn't tell me her street was on the left side of the road, and I happen to walk down the right side. There were 2 option, trek back down the hill and up again to cross at Hunter Lane, or jaywalk. I opted for the latter option. sure it was 1 in the afternoon, and sure there were lots of cars, and sure it was Mission Blvd, and SURE I could've been run over, but I did it anyway. Fun it was. I stayed at Carly's, watched a movie, played DDR, and did riddles, XD. How classic of Clive. Like, 5 hours later, I left, jaywalked again, and got home. On the way home, I talked to Naomi-san on the phone. I forgot how awesiome she is. Must talk to her again later, we might even go for coffee next week. Whee.
And after dinner (Of salad and pizza) I'm here.
Wow, what a day.
GonE
And the wind brought Clive @ 7:42 PM
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005 |
Before I get into what happened today, I need to go over the angst I went through this summer...
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Down the Road
Part time friend, hey, Part time friend
Will you be my part time friend?
Watch the sun rise, see the moon set
We'll go all the way down towards the end
But then you can leave, it's just like that
Part time friend, Part time friend
Will you be my part time friend?
Starting great but towards the end
You left and my wrists were bleeding red
How could you leave me alone right then?
Oh yea, I know, you're a part time friend.
Part time friend, Part time friend
Who dares be my part time friend?
I guarantee it won't be sad
For you, I know it won't be bad
You'll never have to see me cry
I won't ever have a tear. In. My eye
A brief hello and a curt goodbye
I'll try to never leave your side
All I am is a part time friend.
Part time friend, my Part time friend.
You'll never know how pain transcends
Cuz in the end, yea, in the end
All you were was a part time friend...
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This one was for when Derek passed away, and I completely finished it after my little ordeal with Ba0.
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Am I a cloud in the sky?
Blown by the wind.
Up too high...
Maybe it's why I like the rain so much.
It brings me back down to earth.
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This one was just one of those epiphanies you have once in a while...
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Les Rêves
Je suis un Rêveur sans la vie.
Permettez-moi le pouvoir pour dire les mots.
Permettez-moi mourir, la monde.
Mon corps est comme la verre
Permettez-moi briser avec les vitraux.
Donc je ne devrai jamais être seul.
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And this one turned out the way it did because I didn't like the way it sounded in English, and I needed some practice in French anyway. It's pretty self-explanatory anyhow.
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Today was your average day of highs and lows. I started off really high. I was excited, why shouldn't I be? I meeting Thun and Melvin, right? It sounded awesome. True, my parents were nazi the night before, and it was just a pain to explain to them how I have friends in SF tomoro, and it coincidently coincided with the festival in Japantown. They were all stressed out "Oh my, are they nice people?!" Etcetc. BS assumed that particular conversation, as those little white lies just kept coming out of my mouth. I hate to say it, but I'm good. Really good. It doesn't stop my parents from being nazi though, sinced they forced me into bed early...
Like I said, I was excited today. Past tense, was. When i woke up, it was awesome. Sure it was only 9:30, and sure my eyes hurt like hell, and sure I think I had a headache, but no matter, pain is most often overridden by more obsessive behaviors. According to dad, we had to go meet one of his old friends from HK and "Yum Tza" at some weird restaurant at San Leandro at 11:30. Fine. Did and done, of course, I was bored for a whole 2 and a half hours, but whatever, I can take it if it's Japantown right after w/friends.
Now I'm there. At J-town. It's 2. I'm waiting. And I'm waiting. Oh yea, I remembered that there was a FESTIVAL going on, so I did that. I walked all around the 4 or so blocks that made up J-town. ups, down, all arounds, even the food booths that would have smelled good had I not stuffed my face an hour before. The hours rolled by and by, and you know what? It feels like I got stood up. It SUCKS, and it's an understatement despite the boldness and the caps. I hate you two for getting so cuddly. I hope you read this and feel less cuddly. I want to feel cuddly too. It's like a classic case of jealousy. I'm not afraid to admit things like that, because I am, and there's no point denying it. You two suck. Couldn'y you two have peeled apart an hour earlier? Goodness, I'm venting at the wrong places.
After that was quite uneventful. I got bashed by my dad for having such irresponsible friends. his exact words? "Lei dee pung yao gum gah? Lei dei mm hai yeuk ding gah meh? Lei dim wui sic doh dee gum geh yun gah?" Then a quip from mom, saying that I shouldn't have such friends, seeing as how irresponsible they are. Exact words again: "Gum geh pung yao mm tzic duc yao gah, sune la, tzoa la." And so I left. My compensation? 10 boxes of Pocky. I love Pocky. I was happy again as I nibbled down that entire box. But like I said, highs and lows, right? That's what it was, highs and lows. After that was just an uneventful dinner in which my dad voraciously gulfed down some "dam dam meen" and splattered a quarter of the sauce on my otherwise white sweater. Great. What a day. Then there was CS and home.
Lesson in life 1: Enthusiasm is like a match, there's only so many times you let all the wood burn away and let the fire burn your fingers before you realize you could just have used a lighter.
Lesson in life 2: Pocky is a drug. Eat with caution.
Lesson in life 3: Don't sit in front of a hungry man. Food will definately fly in your direction.
And here's the product of my angst from today. Clive can only take getting stood up so many times. And this one is no different.
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Where Everything Matters, Even the Punctuation
The grey in between.
The grey in between the black and the white.
The line in between the wrong and the right.
I dropped right into the cut,
Where all the colors mix and match
and where the world blurs
and all the lines they coincide
and they bring it all together.
It's the grey in between.
The grey in between the up and the downs,
The highs and the lows,
The goods and the bads,
The neutral space in between where it's red and not grey.
I finally realize:
The broken thin red lines on me seem
to yield all my shades of grey in between.
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Fin.
And the wind brought Clive @ 10:11 PM
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Sunday, August 14, 2005 |
I downloaded 50 First Dates after watching half at Ray's house. It's an awesome movie. Clive is a sad, hopelessly romantic loser. It's such a cute movie. And okay, I'm getting way too mushy sounding, so I'll stop. Drew Barrymore is cute. So were the kids who played Ula's children, in a different sort of cute, of course. I'm no pedophile. Those are nasty. I wish all pedos will die. Eww, I'll stop before the other foot drops into the grave.
Today was oh so uneventful. Save for the Shawn encounter, XD. So I woke up this morning at 9:30. Who woke me up oh so nicely? Shawn, with a phone call. How great. We talked from 9:30 to friggin 11. My parents were getting pissed, so I just moved on with my life. Shower, lunch, then Great Mall, since I haven't been there for like, a month. Guess who I see coming out as I walk in? Shawn. Shock. So we just went to Prostar. I was there for 3 hours I think. I beat beat Vincent 2-0 first match and lost one second match, since third round started and he had to go. After the tourney, I beat Hui 2-0 first match, and lost 2-1 second. I love Hino, but I hate Swipe Ninja. Yes, Swipe Ninja. Anyhow. Came home. I WAS about to go to Stoneridge with Matt, but Kelvin came, and I havent seen Kellie in a friggin long time, so I stayed home. It was cool I guess =P. Then I'm here, typing up this blog. What a day Clive, what a day.
GonE.
And the wind brought Clive @ 11:17 PM
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Saturday, August 13, 2005 |
I'm officially updating this blogger as of today. I guess I'm jumping for joy, I mean, this thing is FINALLY fixed. No seriously, FINALLY fixed. Half a year is a long time, and this thing was screwed up for longer than half a year. More like 9 months. But whatever.
Blogger's become more advanced now, yay. Jump for joy. though it's interface is still better than LJ's by far. I wont go on insulting LJs, it stains my first blog. Well, first blog in a long long time.
This sumnmer's been fun. I learned lots. SAT classes were boring as hell, THOUGH I guess I got something out of it anyway. The average pie and the ratio box were particularly useful. I also taught myself some html. I still suck now, but I was crazy retarded n00b before. Any small improvement is improvement nonetheless, I suppose.
Wow, I'm eating, too busy concentrating on food than to type out my first post in a long while. Oh well, I guess I'll make up quality with quantity later in the day. But for now, Food.
I like food, and I'm fat, I know. Shut up.
GonE (for food =P)
And the wind brought Clive @ 1:08 PM
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Friday, August 12, 2005 |
Posting to see my template change...
And the wind brought Clive @ 12:45 PM
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Clive has something important to announce. After around 6 months of not using blogger, I HAVE RETURNED TO THIS SWEET WEB LOG SERVICE! IN YOUR FACE LIVEJOURNAL! YOU SUCK!!!!! BLOGGER RULES!!!
Anata, tadaima.
I missed you lots.
I'll post more later, be sure of it. =P.
And the wind brought Clive @ 9:51 PM
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Thursday, August 11, 2005 |
Atempting post after half a year: sucessful?
(Grammar&Spelling Nazi says: "attempting"; "successful")
And the wind brought Clive @ 5:57 PM
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