hey...

It all started, with
a few drops, here
and there, here
and there.

Slowly slowly, the snow began to fall.
It thundered down, like a typhoon.
The ground became wet, by the inches.
The cloudy sky and the howling wind

Sang a song, and they cried with snow
The snow, innocent white. Looked,
perfect. The setting, i was there.
By the bus stop, looking out across the road
counting the cars, but seeng no bus. Or even
Buses for that matter.

I stood and stared. The clouds had parted.
The sun shone like a beacon in the dark.
"O, such beauty." i shouted out aloud.
Then the snow didn't drop anymore.
The winds song had stopped
The sky had become a melonchy sea.

The day went by, the song stayed forever.
It all started, with
a few drops, here
and there, here
and there.

i was having a convo about Dreams lately, and i was wondering... why do humans dream? (this is where you reply)

And have a Happy Christmas, as i wont be on until after..

Well, yet another entry and still no replies on my question >_>

Well i s'pose i need to think of something to amuse myslef with...

Now, i'm bored again :\ But i s'pose at least we have the Christmas holidays.

Speaking of Christmas - i think its an Anti climax, anyone on my side?

Hmm, Well i'll try to write a lot tonight as i'm bored.

Well, i'll start with a hello. hello. Then i'll be polite and ask you how you are, how are you? and after that i shall die of boredom. Well, what can i do right now, its nearly 1 am and i'm not tired. I think Christmas is an anti climax - like all religous celebrations and i'm listening to the Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Great song by the way.

I s'pose i shall rant on about something. Let me think!..

...Well, i'm done thinking and i've thought about it, lets discuss a manner of things. First we'll start with why i'm so damn bored, second we'll discuss 'txt talk and grammer nazi's' and then i shall discuss a play i've been studying.

Well, as you know, i'm bored! very. So bored in fact i shall protest against 'txt tlk'. No, i'm not a grammer Nazi but i do think txt tlk should be saved for maybe.. a text :\.

And now to my play. It's called Translations (Brian Friel). Its not a very good play yet it has a deeper meaning. Its taken me 8-9 weeks to understand - whats in a name? Well, i'm asking you, Whats in a name people!.. Tell me..

Man, these past few days have been tough on the ol'brain. Too much coursework and too little time. Not enough sleep either. Also Arsenal are doing really bad in the football league >_<.

Need.. more.. time!

Erm, been busy. Just reformated my pc >_>.. I shall update later

Hmm, i'm so damn happy. I just got access to 40 Terabytes of anime and manager ^^_. I'll keep this post short as i have things to watch

Well, guess what, i was bored. I decided to get my old mouse out and click the add entry icon. So what shall i say about today. Well lets start with the time, its 12:13.. am. I should be sleeping, i have college tommorow. But my bed is so far away, and messy.

I s'pose i'll carry on with my life. Great topic aint it. I've always had an urge for the sea, the country side, the mountains, the air and the general community. But, i find at 16 i've already shunned that oppurtunity away, i've closed that door. I've closed that window. I'm a city lad at heart, and I think i'll remain that way forever and never.

Thats... my... daily update on a topic of my life. So great, so emotional, so touching, so.. so.. so.. dramatic. I think i should stop with this sarcasm, and write normally. A friend once said "all sarcasm is lost on the internet" and i agree with that, majorly.

Whoa, look at the time! its 12:22am.. A whole 9 minutes have passed! I think i'll add one poem for my own good, so the 'tag' doesn't lie and then finish with another trick.

[doesn't have a name yet, any ideas?]

Looking out to sea
It's as simple as 1,2,3
Staring at the sea
It's as simple as a,b,c

Looking at the waves collide,
The water overlaps
The soft clashing liquid
Makes a melancholy sound

The sea gulls cry
When they circle their empire
Almost like forever guards
Protecting their eternal hollow

The fish - they wallow
When we invade, we bring in our hands
We cast our evil minds
We destroy their peaceful slumber

We take away their land. The seafolk
They cry. We chant the same phrase - 'Long live the king'

Divine right - the Gods confuse us
They gave us logic. They baffled our simple brains.
We look too deep, we study too much
We need to stop - we need to stare, we need -

to look at the sea - and then make it as simple as -
 A,b,c



And now.... say - My name is Ben. Ben Dover.

Open the door and what do you see? Nothing, except..... a pitch black room with a sparkling light.

Well, that was a very nice introduction to my life, short and simple, right? Well, you could assume it was short and simple, or you could look deeper into it. Think about it, the door symbolises me, open me, walk through it, see whats inside. Whats inside, nothing? its pitch black, you see only what i want you to see. You see a singular light bulb, sat on top of a table sparkling with youthful energy. You see its melancholy glow, you see.. you see one side of a story.

My life in a nutshell, simple and incomplete. I've been given ink, and oh i will use it, but not just now. The walls are waiting to be written on, the ink is forever wet and my pen is eternally enslaved. They shall wait for the day i decide to start, the day i will write my life, the day the blackening room will be colourful. Indeed my tools will wait.

Well thats over and done with. I s'pose i should say something controversial... i know!! Say 'Maths' and then 'Debater' together. What do you get?