In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high.If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep,though poppies growIn Flanders fields.
maybe it is true what they say about not missing something til it's gone. yesterday my voice was sketchy...but still there. however, when i woke up this morning it had completely gone. a few things spring to mind but the primary one is that i'm annoyed that this didn't happen in school time cos then i'd get a day off. what does that say? (that question was rhetorical, because i know what it says).and this is going to be another short post until i get inspired again.
i don't have very much really to add. not much is happening. just as the unwinding starts it's time to start back up again.what i do know, however, is that i am tired...
i just read my last entry...it was a bit of a pile of apeshit really, wasn't it. big assumption to make that no-one outside of NZ knows what apeshit is. so i decided to wiki it. it wasn't listed. so maybe there are only a few of us who appreciate that word.
speaking of apes...there was an article in the paper the other day about chimpanzee sex. apparently female chimps put out when the males share meat with them...well duh...(hope i'm not the only one who made that connection, otherwise that was a pretty lame comment.)
ok…back to the holiday thing. today it is good friday. so that means the end of term has arrived. i’m going to actually have a holiday break longer than four days I’ve decided. it’s not worth working for all that time. the plan is as follows. study tomorrow and mon. and that’s all…I hope I can stick to it.
I have to do a term review cos my boss loves shuffling paper. when I reflect on this term it has been busy. and I think that’s all I’m gonna cover about school on the first day of my holidays.
WARNING, GIRLY STUFF FOLLOWS
I bought this top last year without trying it on. and it was too small…it was a cool top though so I decided to keep it. today I wore it to church and it’s possibly maybe even a little too big for me now. how about that! so that means I have to go shopping…again…sigh.and now i'm going to bring in the washing.
the word apeshit...i just read it in a fellow blogger's anecdotes. what an amazing word which means literally nothing to people from outside of aotearoa.black..the colour and the album. i know that many think that this album makes metallica a sellout...but i reckon (another great word by the way) that if it attracts you to the brand and makes you want more...how can it be a bad thing?..it makes you money. that must be good. you just do 'better' next time. but the people like what they like and the purists hate it. i don't care. i like it. and black IS a colour...no matter what anyone says.being a bogan...this relates to the previous entry. bare feet are a good thing. as are black t-shirts, long hair, a great drum beat, an interesting lead riff and a solid bass. why are the bass players the sexy ones? is it that finger thing they have going on? sport...any decent kiwi loves sport...and dan (the cricket version) is very hot...new zild...again...another segue. as cringemaking as our 'accent' is...and i will argue this to the death...i have NO accent..it's just the way i talk...no one else in the world is like us. we are not australian and we are not british as i have been accused of being overseas. i am proudly and uniquely kiwi. and deeply, deeply proud. oh, and yes...the 'accent' is sexy.travelling...broadens the horizons and makes one appreciate where one is from...which is the best little place in the world...correct spelling and punctuation..it's just courtesy. like being punctual..i like that too.ink...i like them but not the tacky regretful ones. my brother and i have a slight disagreement. we both like them but i believe they have to mean something. he thinks they are just pretty art. whatever they are, i like them...and i have them...get over it!brown people...mmmm...nuff said...so...thanks for the inspiration sam...i may steal your top 50 idea...when i get over the whole plagiarism thing i have going on...