Posted by: bertrand on: May 31, 2006
I finally got on my bike for the first time in a month.
Probably because it was flat for the past month as well.
Taking it to the shop to change the tube was an interesting experience – I got cheated by a dollar. Because of Maths and the fact that I couldnt quite count what I [...]
Posted by: bertrand on: May 28, 2006
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
-Kahlil Gibran
my lips still bleed for you.
i need you.
Posted by: bertrand on: May 26, 2006
I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,
“Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma’s daddy didn’t like me none, but I loved your Grandma so.”
We had this crazy plan to meet and run away [...]
Posted by: bertrand on: May 26, 2006
It feels good to be a Victorian today.
The best bit was, when I went to school to loan a VS flag, I was carrying the flag and standing outside the school with the whole world looking at a boy carrying a flag that was taller than him. It feels really good to be a Victorian [...]
Posted by: bertrand on: May 18, 2006
And she believes in me, Ill never know just what she sees in me
I told her someday if she was my girl, I could change the world
With my little songs, I was wrong
But she has faith in me, and so I go on trying faithfully
And who knows maybe on some special night, if my song [...]
