Thursday, June 11, 2009

Puking since 11am, sleeping till 8pm.

im in a sickly haze!

AWW!

it makes me want to use my healthy time better.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Strange day. I finished writing a song, and I really like it. Four hours later I have serious doubt about being a musician at all, which is really weird for me.

Monday, June 8, 2009

I want to write a song about you

because I love you very much

and I know I love you this much

because the notes are speaking to me


my thoughts, formless, are trapped in

trapped into these words now

there is no going back

falling backwards, its a nice feeling.
people are hungry

I have food

how much food would 8$/hr Canadian buy me in Vietnam?