In Pursuit of Life, Liberty and Laughter
Little boxes on an island, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky, There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one and they're all made out of ticky-tacky and they all look just the same. And the people in the houses All go to the university, And they all get put in boxes, Little boxes, all the same. And there's doctors and there's lawyers and business executives, and they're all made out of ticky-tacky and they all look just the same.
Posted on Wednesday, August 15, 2007

My way or the highway

Written by Yane at 11:19 AM
My Way or The Highway

When somethings goes wrong everything goes haywire. My laptop refuses to work properly. My things disappear. I'm mad as hell. I swear i could trash everything within my sight right now into tiny pieces with my dusty hockey stick instead of slamming my table or yelling my fking head off when something doesn't work.

It's my way or the highway today. I'm getting a bulldozer to run everything that gets into my way.





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