Thursday, October 6, 2011

Steve

You dropped out of college
'Cause you knew it was time;
You had your knowledge
And your work was sublime

You started a new revolution
And pioneered your way through;
In the technological evolution
You always well and truly knew

That your products would change
The way people live, play, work;
Now, with such a truly vast range
There's nothing Apple shall shirk

Under the shadow of cancer, you had no reprieve;
i (sic) hope now, you've managed to find peace, Steve.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011



Hey guys.
This being my introductory post, I would like to say it's fun to be me.
Right.


Enough with the lies. It sucks, mostly. If you ask me.
I'm in Saudi Arabia right now (lovely place; just try Googling it)( http://retardzone.com/2008/09/05/complete-guide-to-things-banned-in-saudi-arabia/) to get my exit/re-entry visa for next year (oh joy!).


Honestly, the only reason I'm still here is because my father lives here. Period. (I don't know how he does it)


Today I'd like to start with a poem, that I'm going to think up as I type it. Let's hope it's not as bad as it sounds in my head. (It sounds like 666 screechy nails grinding down a usually calcite-retentive surface)
It's going to be a sonnet, for the most part (not because it takes skill, but because I'm too lazy to write a full poem; please, I have other matters *cough*WoW*cough* to attend to.


Here we go; I hope you find this mentally stimulating (I didn't):
British English, by the way; don't point out unnecessary U's and such.
Revenge

He looks his foe square in the eyes

And waits for the first strike to fall;
Having had no time for a plot to devise,
He is struck down, and left to crawl;


But as his nemesis begins to depart,
With a haughty demeanour he strides;
He gazes down longingly, o'er the ramparts,
Silently, his time, for years he bides;


Now, 'tis come, the day of reckoning,
He has all his strength as one mustered;
Drawing up to his old rival, beckoning,
His strikes leave the old man flustered,


For the one whom he sought to challenge
Is nearing death, e'en as he deals his revenge