Sometimes, I forget things.

Woooooooah. That was a lucky one. I have 30 mins to get this blog posted before it becomes tomorrow and I miss a day of BEDA. I think my forgetfulness is a sign of my growing old age haha.

And now that its gotten this late I have no idea what to blog about. Crapsicles. So my friend just popped up on msn and since he was being alive I asksed him what to blog about, his response was "blog about how the world is supposed to end in 2012 and how it's bullshit". When I told him I knew bugger all about it his next responses where as follows:

Write a poem about how useful paper is
Write a short story about Precilla the Meat Pie.
Talk about how unhealthy carbohydrates are in large quantities
Write three paragraphs about your favourite cloud.

So today's topics are as follows:

1. People are under the belief that the world will end in 2012. It won't. It was supposed to end in 2006. And whenever the solar eclipse happened and also when the millenium happened and aliens were coming to earth. We've made it this long I don't think just cause it's 2012 the world is going to end. Party at mine on 01/01/2013.
2. Paper is white, a wonderful sight, we can use it to write on and sometimes to shite on, paper is good, sometimes add sugar it can become food, paper is fine, this poem is so bad, pass me the wine!
3. Once upon a time there was a Pie, full of meat, called Priscilla. She had a boyfriend called Peter, who was a fork, shiny and silver. His best friend, Pierre was a knife, they cut her up and threw her in a tunnel of darkness. The End.
4. Carbodhydrates are bad in large quantities because they will clog your arteries and you will get fat and die.
5. My favourite cloud is white and fluffy and nice so I can sleep on it or make shapes out of it. I have no idea about clouds so three lines will have to suffice instead of paragraphs. Clouds are nice. But not when they are grey and rainy. White clouds are good.

So, yes, there you go, fun times. This was an interesting post, wasn't it?
Until tomorrow
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Io sonno povero! = I am poor. (I think that's right anyway..)

One Moment At A Time.

So this entry is kind of a culmination of two previous posts. The one where I talked about the 88 truths of life and how comfort is an addiction. I went back and read those truths the other day and I found another one I enjoy which my friend also pointed out in the comments of that post. And it is this:

You never have to live for more than one moment at a time.

This one has been particularly useful to me the past few weeks as I've had a few ups and downs lately. The 2nd post that this entry relates to is the one where I wrote about being a writer. Or failing at being one. But finally, both of my posts have come to action. I live for moments at a time and I have finally written a poem! Although inspiration seems to strike me best in that state of half-awake-half-asleep but I managed to get it down before the land of nod takes over. It could probably still use a bit of work, but for your um, delight? I've decided to share it here with you. You'll maybe understand the moments part of it when you read it :P

Love me in a moment,
When time shall stand still,
As we gaze,
Deeply,
Longingly,
Lovingly,
Into each others eyes,
The windows of our souls,
As they intertwine,
Like your fingers,
Laced with mine,
As our hearts beat rapidly,
While lips caress,
Skin on skin,
And love fills,
The empty void,
Hidden deep within,
Then the clock [tick tock],
Ticks and it chimes,
As we fall together,
Apart,
You loved me in that moment,
Then you broke my heart.

Until next time,
Sami
:)