am so uninspired. am shooting rounds with my carbine. am getting killed. am going to work tomorrow again. am left with 7 months of national service. am having duty this friday. its october yo. then itll be november. then december. then january plus february and march. april and finally 12 may two thousand and nine. i will keep my uniform in an air tight cupboard. and then celebrate for a bit. and the study starts all over again.
ignore this post. im just filling it.
i m i s s.
you.
Peace
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
alhamdulillah it went well. at one point of time i was like finding time to go pee. it was crazy man. my hair was like astro boy trying to make things run smoothly. the superiors are bombarding me with nuclear bombs. but its over yo. lets wait for more suprising tasks.and people are still going raya when im serving the nation. i want green packets. more. more. im still a student. please give me. i want to buy ice cream.
letters letters. here they comeee. must. smell. the hair.
Peace
letters letters. here they comeee. must. smell. the hair.
Peace
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Back home/ We`ve got a lot of shit on our minds
We`re always behind on something cause there`s not enough time
And we`re non-stop/bottom line/doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital
Back home there`s people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus
Focus is overrated
Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can`t change it
Back home is alvarado/K-town and J-town
Or little tokyo for those that don`t know
Where figures shiver/living right in the litter
Where kids write bigger/right inside the LA river
On the concrete/a symbol of our everyday way
It`s that color and concentration over heavy and grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I`ll be half a day away from the place where I stay
back home//fort minor.
yes home is heaven.
Peace
We`re always behind on something cause there`s not enough time
And we`re non-stop/bottom line/doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital
Back home there`s people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus
Focus is overrated
Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can`t change it
Back home is alvarado/K-town and J-town
Or little tokyo for those that don`t know
Where figures shiver/living right in the litter
Where kids write bigger/right inside the LA river
On the concrete/a symbol of our everyday way
It`s that color and concentration over heavy and grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I`ll be half a day away from the place where I stay
back home//fort minor.
yes home is heaven.
Peace
Friday, October 03, 2008
i just hate last minute hiccups man. hes a captain. i cant do shiet. now i need to find a replacement. on a weekend. oh well.
i miss you terribly. i miss you i do.
Peace
i miss you terribly. i miss you i do.
Peace