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Friday, April 29, 2005

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another one to add to dads fettish for signs with double meanings
=D

James Barr at 9:08 AM


Saturday, April 23, 2005

http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=17321388

those with friendster please go and check this out. its freaking hillarious.
singapore couples? like cmon man gimme a break.
check out that weifong person. his profile is something like
i have already found my love, so gals dont add me ah. dont make me punch you.
HAAHHAH like WTF>>
ahh heres he ecxact one
"GALS PLEASE DUN ADD MI OR MSG ME...DUN MAKE MI PUNCH U"
mwahhah....

theres just this total other side of singapore that i havent seen with my own eyes yet. its like so totally funnny and i cant exlpain why. just cracks me up man..just like stuff like this.
_./'\._.**..**...**...*
*. .* * hArl0x m0i Fri3nD * .*
/.*.\ ..**.,.**..**...


_./'\._.**..**...**...*
*. .* * h0w aRe y0u ? * .*
/.*.\ ..**.,.**..**...



_./'\._.**..**...**...*
*. .* * h0p3 u'r3 fiNe LoHx * .*
/.*.\ ..**.,.**..**...


_./'\._.**..**...**...*
*. .* * tAk3 cAr3 yAh * .*
/.*.\ ..**.,.**..**...


_./'\._.**..**...**...*
*. .* * fRi3NdS f0r3vA * .*
/.*.\ ..**.,.**..**...


_./'\._.**..**...**...*
*. .* * mE & yOu * .*
/.*.\ ..**.,.**..**...

HAAAHAH!!! DAMM COOL LA I TELL YOU!

James Barr at 9:04 AM


Friday, April 22, 2005

ohh gawd. ive been having this splitting headache at the back of my head since monday. it feels like someone with an alarm clock ringing at the back where you cannot go and turn it off and it just keeps going on and on and cant stop just like this sentence. walau eh! i had fever on monday adn tuesday. dont think it ever went off though. then today summore is like NUTS.
econs test followed by GP mock exam for 3 hours. holy shit... my brain now is in a state of mush and im amazed after weeks on stagnation on my blog i cant actually write something without sounding all stupid. although i am. anyway im quite happy with my gp essay. i wrote on "can music change the world". same as jeremy. but most likely im just gonna fail again as usual.

maa'am i need an official document to excuse me from french today.
ms lee : ohh i want to go to france.
errr ma'am i mgiht need it now if im gonna go now.
ms lee : ohh okay ill try and get it asap.

like just give me the damm letter im already late and just gone through a day with a splitting headache and pain in my back and done 3 essays and a comphre. so please just give me the damm letter and stop talking about how you want to go to france. and dont ask me for remedial makeups to review my work and when i sit down you say "okay i havent really read it, but lets go through the comments". i am seventeen years old i know how to read comments! i am not a retarded little boy. arrr panadol please. not to mention i'll probably suffer from an overdose and die frothing at the mouth...

oh ya jon i just realised another reason september can be black is cause its my birth month. mwahaha...! zzz

fuck headaches make your blog entries go all wonky and you talk to people all weird. learn that and dont do it in the future!

James Barr at 10:23 AM


sarah:
JAMES I CAN NOT REPLY. says:
jfdjfd
JAMES I CAN NOT REPLY. says:
omg i cant reply
JAMES I CAN NOT REPLY. says:
there is sthg wrong with my msn

later changing her nick to.
in case you are still LAUGHING, i am still trying to REPLY MR BARR...
and then.
the conversation was in nicks
shit im such a bad story teller.
i guess its one of those jokes you got to be there then its funny. right fiona?

James Barr at 10:14 AM


heres a joke you might not laugh at
all the poorest work the hardest for the smallest
do what you gotta do
there are no handshakes
only handguns, only earthquakes
buckets for bullet wounds
there are no churches
only prisons, only sanity

James Barr at 10:06 AM


Monday, April 18, 2005

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James Barr at 9:52 AM


and i'll sit and wonder
of every love that could've been
if i'd only thought of something charming to say.

James Barr at 9:30 AM


Thursday, April 07, 2005

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James Barr at 8:24 AM


Wednesday, April 06, 2005

evil by interpol

Rosemary
heaven restores you in life
you're coming with me
through the aging the fear and the strife

it's the smiling on the package
it's the faces in the sand
it's the thought that moves you upwards
embracing me with two hands
right will take you places
yeah maybe to the beach
when your friends say you come crying
tell them now your pleasure's set upon slow release

they wait
they smile
sensitive to fake nods
right on
but hey who's on trial?

you took a lifespan with no cellmate
a long way back saying "Me, why can't we look the other way?"

he speaks about travel
yeah we think about the land
we are smart like all peoples feeling real tan
i could take you places
but you need a new man?
wipe the pollen from the faces
make me vision to a dream while you wait in the van

anyway
they smile
sensitive to fake nods
but hey who's on trial?

it took a lifespan with no cellmate
but a long way back saying "Me, why can't we look the other way?"
you're weightless
you are exotic
you need something for which to care
saying "Me, why can't we look the other way?"

leave some shards under the belly
lay some grease inside my hand
it's a sentimental jury
and the makings of a good plan
you've come to love me like me
yeah you've come to hold me tight
is this motion everlasting
or do shudders pass in the night?

Rosemary
our heaven restores you in life

I've spent a lifespan with no cellmate
a long way back saying "Me, why can't we look the other way?"
you're weightless
semi-erotic
you need someone to take you there
saying "Me, why can't we look the other way?
Why can't we just play the other game?
Why can't we just look the other way?"

James Barr at 6:41 AM


Saturday, April 02, 2005

Pope John Paul II, who helped topple communism in Europe and left a deeply conservative stamp on the church that he led for 26 years, died Saturday night in his Vatican apartment, ending a long public struggle against debilitating illness. He was 84.

James Barr at 9:22 PM


whatever you think i am...
i dont really care...
cause its probably wrong...
and that means your judgemental...
your mental...
your MENTAL!!!

and whatever you might do to me...
i dont care anymore...
cause its just childish...
and that means your a child...
your A CHILD...
your a CHILD!!!

and whatever you say to anyone...
cause your such a contradiction...
is just plain fucked up...
your fucked up...
your FUCKED UP!!!

im just not in the mood for nice entries.

James Barr at 9:12 PM

your lipstick, his collar

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If I could open my arms, And span the length of the isle of Manhattan, I'd bring it to where you are, Making a lake of the East River and Hudson. And if I could open my mouth, Wide enough for a marching band to march out, They would make your name sing, And bend through alleys and bounce off other buildings. I wish we could open our eyes, To see in all directions at the same time. Oh what a beautiful view, If you were never aware of what was around you. And it is true what you said, That I live like a hermit in my own head. But when the sun shines again, I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in. Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole. Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound. But while you debate half empty or half full, It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown. (4x) Your love is gonna drown. (4x) Your love is gonna...



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