Pearl Jam Live

Hear the crowd croon along with Veddar... goshh.. what passion!!
Que in at 1:20.... "Hold me darlin jus a little while"...
Absolutely amazing!!!!
Love the song...Love the man!!!

Legs of the Tripod...

I believe in angels,
The kind that heaven sends.
I'm surrounded by angels,
I call them my friends.
-Anonymous

Yus yus... i can hear you bitches say,"Wht the fuck.... she called us angels????"
*question mark in eyes*.... lolz..!!!

Kohl lined eyes and polka dots,
Things that made his heart go flop,
What were behind those dots he never cared,
Cause' what should've been behind those eyes was never there!!!

Slit heart and a dazed mind,

Wandering through the binds of time,

Stale eyes and a battered soul,

Musings i cant control.

"I'd rather take shade in your frame",
said the crane.

Boys are toys,

All glamour and guise.

Pulmonary Gratification....

Astute Ads....

My favorite..... iismiiillleee!!!!! :D

Love at first sight they say.....

But lust sure does happen faster!!!!

New day.... Old me!!!

......and a year later, here i am back to bloggin.

Starting over with a clean slate.

I read this story by the Chinese philosopher Conficius. A monk once came to him and said that he had a flaring temper, and he had no way of controlling it. Conficius asked him to hammer a nail into a board everytime he became angry. The monk made this a practise and gradually, the number of nails hammered lessened with eack passing day.

Finally, the day came when the monk could control his temper. He expressed his gratitude to Conficius. Conficius then asked him to remove each nail that he had hammered. When every nail was removed, the monk realised the scars that remain on the board can never be erased.

Is that a bad thing?
I think scars are good. I've learned more out of the scars caused by me and to me than i did out of 15 years education!!
Have i learned from them scars??
I would say yes... but there is so much more to understand of the world.
I'm still hammering nails into my board. Not that i have a bad temper. But anger is not the only emotion that causes one to use words that can scar.
Diplomacy was never my forte anyway.

Heck... i love my scarred board... who needs a clean slate!!!!