I Love Gays

I'm like so serious about loving gays. I love them.It's just a randomn thing that keeps on making me smile. I've been having smiles on my face cause of many reasons. School, the video and the thought of gays. The video which is in one of my previous blogs.
School is fun.I love my class for sure. My clique damn happening one.hahas.Okay 1/5 of my class are smokers.Awesome much.I din know the campus has a section for smoking.5th floor carpark.How awesome is that? Somemore class damn slack.Do presentation, come up with an awesome solution that would wow the teacher and defend your stand.That would get the grades that would need for school.Love school.BUT..... I STILL LOVE SECONDARY SCHOOL. It was one of my best times of my life.I guess it would definately be everyones.

"The finest emotion of which we are capable is the mystic emotion. Herein lies the germ of all art and all true science. Anyone to whom this feeling is alien, who is no longer capable of wonderment and lives in a state of fear is a dead man."
- Albert Einstein

Well i've been into quotes that make me think of life. I'm seeing the finer things in life now.After the really bad thing that happened to me.People made me realise that life could be better and i'm worth much more. I'm taking a break and inhaling all the finer things in life and the better people. New people and people who've been aroun.Those who have meant something to me always.Love ya'll. Okay one last quote from the angel of voices.

i need a friend in every city. one that will come and steal me away.
we will go and drink coffee together. we will drive around, listening to music.
not talking, but laughing. not thinking, but looking.
i need one of these everywhere i go.
-Craig owens

Doesn't this just want you to treasure your friends.Strong and powerful words always makes one think in life. He makes me look at life differently.
So that concludes my entry todaay.Till next time.Cheers.




Maybe we,Why don’t we sit right here for
half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am and how
we missed your beat again

I swear we need to find some comfort in
this run down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state
that we live in
I’m short on time

How come you try and fit the shape of
what they tell you
But mostly what they show you
That brings us home
I pray for you to move on

At this rate we can’t keep up but I sure
can’t just sit still
I’m taking back all the things I said
Keep me filled in, I swear I’ll come

We walk alone back home

You’re almost gone and I’m ok to give you
time to be afraid
I still see your shadow but never your face
again
I remember your presence

I hope to God you come down
I hope to God you can feel this now
I know there must be some way out of
here and all of them will be waiting there