One of those things where the ‘words’ just kept coming to my head and I kept typing till it stopped
the da dum di doink
went hickory hoink
honk ponk pink and ponk
the mouse ran up the ivory tonk
jumbo sneezed.. the room went thonk
and that was the end of hickory donk
the mouse he jumped
bing bang he fell and bumped
into the train running in the rain
and on the soldiers marched not to be trumped
drops they splattered
cold and wet.. searched for cover
did the little mouse.. beaten and battered
welcome to my parlour said the gingerbread man
i saw you run as fast as you can
here you’ll find shelter.. through summer and winter
and plenty of bread to eat with the cookies and jam
If someone asks me as I often do myself, would I want to go back and live part of my life differently? The answer would be yes.
Hardly a week goes by where I don’t look at my school life and wish that I had an understanding of what education truly meant. I look at all those hours I spent in a tuition class following a broken system that was 98% rote memorization and regurgitation. All for a higher grade at the exams.
I look at the time my brother and father spent trying to teach me programming and I wish I had understood at that time that it wasn’t about syntax. Despite the two of them trying to teach me from a syntactical point of view, it was always about the logic.
It isn’t a regret. I couldn’t have done things differently at the time. I learnt these things much later on. And while I’ve learnt many things that would be invaluable if I had known them back then, I still wish that I could go back and redo my school life with that understanding of education.
It isn’t a regret. Just a wish :).
One of the issues with dubstep is that people think that electronic noises thrashing to the beat pattern should be included as part of a measure of what all dubstep is about.
That’s like saying Rebecca black is part of what all rap is just because of a random black guy popping up in the middle and rapping who knows what.
Or like saying that someone who takes photos that come out looking good thanks to the expensive camera and a bit of Adobe magic is what Professional Photography is all about. .
“Life. In the end everyone’s just human and trying to find their way through it”
Smile. You’ll be happier at the end of it :)
Was listening to the lyrics of Adele’s song, Someone like you. Bit whiny I’ve got to say. If you get dumped/left behind by someone or even if some guy just broke up simply because he didn’t think the relationship would work out in the long run you’ve got to be silly in the head to want someone like that again.
Funny thing is that a lot of people do that. Find someone like the previous person. And then they wonder why the cycle of things never working out continues.
Oddities of life I guess.
Mmmm. Sigh. Ordering two of these babies. Yummy chocolate goodness. You have to try this out. Before it sells out. And take it from me. I know how many are left and they are getting close to selling out.
Absolutely. Mind. Blasted!!!.
Whoever who thought of it this way is a pretty darn awesome genius.