i don't think i ever mentioned it but i completed one of my goals i set a few months back. after a physiology prac class on blood one afternoon, and finding out that either the blood pressure monitor i was using was dodge or that my bp reading was actually 150/100 i decided to see my doctor. 140/90 was what i was told and although the doctor didn't seem too fussed over it and offered me diuretics, i refused in hope to fix up my diet and do more exercise to lower it naturally.
i decided to go see a doctor a few days back having this stupid flu not go away (the headaches have been the worst!) and i guess it was also because my little sister was pretty sick as well; emetic spills i guess can't be compared to. i had some strange sudden want for diruretics that morning (maybe the flu put my self esteem down?) and an urgent need to lower my blood pressure; i think i thought that my bad flu had something to do with it, well i mean, the holidays just past, it's been a very good one filled with many oiled, everythings.
the doctor checked my body temperature and was a little shocked, as were my mum and myself when it read 40 (i'm keen to know what i would of been the many mornings i fevered up). he checked my blood pressure the normal way where i would feel as if my ceps would rip the thing apart. it was only after i asked what it was when he said my blood pressure was normal that i received a 130/80.
so even though its still a little high, i'm pretty stoked, well, i'm very very stoked that something i thought pretty impossible for myself to do, i actually achieved. to be truthfully honest, although i did limit my salt a bit, i think it was the copious amounts of water and the early gyming weeks did with martin which really pushed it down.
my goal by the end of this year in regards to reducing my blood pressure; lower it by 10 - 15mm Hg both systolic and diastolic.
cooooooool yeaaah.
'ly wishes everyone a very happy new year, one filled with good health, good fortune and happy memories.
so, having typed such a similar greeting for the third time now, it's actually come to my attention that from what i thought was a small amount of time just passing, had in fact been nearly 2 and a half years. still remembering my first post as if it were yesterday, the years seem to fly by.
as i've mentioned before, this year will be one filled with being more productive, motivated and less angered. whether it be the new year of the lunar calander or ...'non lunar calander?' very little differs regarding my resolutions. i do however aim to get back in touch with my religious spiritual side where i wish to see the lighting of incense and praying not a chore but a want which will lead to a more cooler, calmer and composed ly.
i feel sort of well, at one in a sense. whenever the big 2-0 or the 2-1 arrives at the awaiting footsteps of mates, i always ask, does it feel any different, or do you feel any older? im always answered with a not really or feels the same to me. i feel at this point in my life, i do feel quite different. i can sense that this year, even though only 3 hours have past through it so far, will be a great one. it will be the year where life turns itself around and instead of standing around and waiting for it to come, i will be taken far far ahead.
this year will be mine and there's nothing anyone can do about it. smile,,,,
grammer, sentence structure and punctuation is to the shits in the last post. stuff the proof reading shit. tomorrow do i will.
YO!
i guess not all of the past 25 days could be said to be occupied with work and doing stuff, i mean i can't really use much of it as an excuse for not blogging (geez it only takes a few minutes) but much has happened. recently, i took home my new beast of a car, a spanky sexy 94' accord to which has had a h22a transport. and yes, the motification bug has hit me bad, where my spare time is either beside, inside or under my car, or close by on the internet searching the vast forums for things to "do" to my car. it's been good to actually see my money go somewhere instead of having it disappear within the fiery confines of those that are call bills, interest and expenses. i mean, it may be the best thing to happen that could happen at this time. i'm a very happy man.
having being born in 1988 and equating to nearly 20 years ago since then, this year is my year, the year where 21st will take over my wallet, my liver and all my energy levels. since then, we've had a few to state the least. rickys on the 1st is still to be celebrated but like many other vietnamese this time of year (martin, lam) have jetted over to vietnam to spend the new year with family and friends. marks was a few weeks back and trungs and daniels a few days ago. it will be a very very busy year.
past few days have been pretty crazy, weather wise that is. mr sky has been concocting some kind of storm but has held on to it for ages, the time in which has left the soils and roads soaked in moisture and the humidity levels, only to be experienced can they be explained. why bother having a shower when your just going to be sweaty again once you put your shirt back on? it seriously doesn't help when mr sky begins to send mr rain down and my beast doesn't have any aircon; sends me into a kind of mr rage actually, not to mention intensly sweaty.
flicking through my little sachel; i've been carrying it for a while to store all my to do lists and spare paper, and i've found that ever since the holidays began, i've not written one, or two or even three for the fact to do lists, i've written five (nodd
even with the intense heat, i've managed to gym a fair bit. we definately have to start gyming hard again once martin gets back. i dont' think i've ever really mentioned that martin and i were going hard; gyming that is you sick fks. he brought weights over and now instead of the ridiculous supersets of 50kgs, i'm able to slowly build up to what i'm supposed to be doing. i definately have seen a big improvment in my strength and energy levels but i guess i'll have to get back to yas in a few more weeks when motivation and determination begin to drop due to the plateuing effects that usually happen, or the over-training, or the pure laziness (which hopefully won't happen). i've searched through my posts to find that one gym post. found in posted june of 2007. what you reckon? has much changed?
June 2007
January 2009
i know one thing for sure, i've grown a fuk load of hair and gotten a hell shit blacker.
take care. peace.
so it's been just under an hour since the new year started. 2009 started off with the sound of my phone going 'bling' after receiving a message and the whooshing of my fan making it's normal sounds behind the couch which blows on me.
i'ld have to say, today, i guess has been one of the best new years eves' ever although you'ld never think it. a few hours back i was stoked-as to have finished work at the usual time and have it be for the last time of the year. having no real proper plan to enjoy the new year, i decided to pop by a few mates places and spend the new year whenever it came with whomever. thuys cancelled so it was over to kevins place to see a few of the a block fellas.
it was great seeing all the guys again, and im glad they felt the same when they all saw me. we caugh up barely and i needed to head over to logan where maybe 3 of my closer mates would be. unable to successfully contact any of them, it seemed as though fate would bring be back home to spend it with cola and mum.
it was a little strange spending new years by myself. i was actually looking forward to a night of drinking and partying since i hadn't in the past 3 years been anywhere near my mates as the clocked ticked over to 12. but the drive home alone, along the dark car-less road instead of making me depressed, actually gave me a slight sense of joy. despite the celebratory plans sort of equating to a fail, it ticked in my mind that in a few mere little 10s of minutes, 2009 would be here and bring with it a new year, another few more blank pages of life to be filled in. while sitting in the lounge room, sticky from the humidity and tripped out by the scenes of moulin rouge in front of me, i reflect on how the year just passing, had panned out and whether i'ld do anything different this year.
the year that had just past, brought along with it many memories both good a bad. to be truthfully honest though there are only a few things i actually do regret this year. the first would have to be my laziness. even though the first half of the year was occupied with much work and university, the second was far from anything that i'ld regard acceptable. i definately regret making excuses so regularly particularly when its for my laziness. this year would of been much more productive if i hadn't overthought everything. i actually plan to be a little less angry this coming year as well.
but like ever other post i make when the time seems like an appropriate time to turn things around, hopefully from today, or sometime coming in the next few weeks, i will try and be more productive, less angry, more motivated, active and fill this year with many more memories both good and bad. i hope to mend my broken relationships and further enhance my steady ones.
i wish you all a very happy and safe new year. nufinspecial will be bigger and better today.
i saw her today. as we walked through the parks in autumn, it reminded me of the movies. bright orangy brown leaves blowing, descending from above, while the cool air freezes lonely hands. ours connected, just to keep warm.
finger between finger, between finger, our hands burried deep within each others; no person could separate. as she pulled me towards her while we crossed the street, the smell of her hair, and the touch of her soft skin beneath her thinly lined dress made all senses active.
each step of mine, followed by the many claps of wooden heels on hard cement, told me to slow down; she didn't want to lose me, and i definately didn't want to lose her. she was a little quiet, but she talked when she needed to. it's funny how i often questioned how much we really knew about each other and that i would throw it out the window whenever she pressed words between her lips. i'ld ask if she were hungry, or if she were thirsty, or if she were tired, and would get a soft and gentle,
- 'only if you are'.
i liked the way her face went when she was concentrating or when she tried to be angry. i liked her lips, bright red from the cold. i liked her hair, dark starry black, tidy. i liked her eyes...i really liked her eyes.
i don't ever want to wake up.
but i did.
and now i miss her so much.
i reckon growing older, and living through much more, especially dealing with experiences (whether or not they are good) has implanted in me, the idea that nothing seems to be the way it is. again, i know this is quite negative but maybe it's just due to the amount of 'bad' experiences compared to the good that i've dealt with since starting this blog. two and a half years ago, i returned from new zealand and after a long period of self reflection, i decided that i was the only person whom could turn my life around.
why is it now, when compared to then, that when i look in the mirror, i do not see the motivation, and the uncontrollable flame of determination, once seen in myself. the flame, once a lit to massive proportions, now flutters against a wind cast black, breathing it's last drop of fuel that once was suffice.
friends always joke about qut, with its associated dodgyness (compared to uq of course), and loved to always use the motto 'the real world' whenever we would describe of dodgy equipment or discount cutback student necessities. but maybe it is this that lies true. maybe it is this which makes me feel a little cold and lonely at times knowing that 'the real world' isn't all that nice.
i mean, these days it just seems to be all work, which i guess attributes to money. if we are not working, we are resting. if we are working, there is always that thought that dosh in pocket is barely comparable to the hard work we perform. apparently so i've heard, this gets worst as life progresses further. but what i can't understand is why this one aspect in life is so important. at the moment, it seems that work is done more to survive than anything else.
when mana came up from nz and sat on my bed, asking whether i still had my to do list, it made me shatter a little inside. two and a half years ago, i remember, while typing on the still new keyboard of my laptop, the reflection of computer screen white light, on an emancipated ly, just out of highschool and full of dreams and ambitions. i type of the goals in life i wished to fulfill. and with pride and joy i shared my list and the accomplishments i had with those who shared the same passion; and i guess with those whom didn't as well. when i came to realisation last wednesday night, it's a little sad that as frequently as i pick up my guitar to play those boredom tunes or when i come onto here to blog of how this or that thing sucks, the list, as originally made, sits lifelessly to the left, physically flapping it's weathered corners and digitally, as lifeless and lifeless can be on a computer.
(this sucks, i had a good ending all typed up but lost it all when my computer froze; i'll try my best) i've had a few days to think about this and it's made me realise, well, stuff it. in the end you make what you want to happen. when shit hits the fan sometimes, i guess, in a sickening way, you should embrace it. i know it's a little strange actually analyzing the phrase but i guess either way, if shit does hit the fan, your going to get hit whether you like it or not. but today, i'll try and sort life out as best as i can. i'm going to try and figure those little things that make me tick and those little things which actually tick me off and i guess embrace it. i'll try and manage time a little more better to find time to do those things i've always wanted. 20, even though sounds old to me, i guess is only a quarter of my life (i do plan to live to 80).
my only goal now is to get back on track and see this whole thing through. there are still 2 more months of holidays and i aim to cross off at least 10 goals, i'll do it, you'll see.
P.S. thanks to all those whom have made me realise that life isn't all about surviving. you know who you are.
so again you get the drunk ly but it isn't too bad at the moment. just came back from martins 20th and i've got to say his 21st will be insane. this whole week has pretty much been chilling.
i had harry come by from melbourne monday arvo and we showed him our traditional market square hangings. after sassing some malay corner nasi goreng (mind you harry actually ordered mi goreng) we went home and harry rehearsed and did some background research for his to be interview the following day.
we hung for a little while and after harry fell asleep on the couch, we called it a night. waking up at 9:30 (holy damn, i've never seen the sun so low) we had a small feed and headed down the coast. having the interview be at 1:10, we got their at 1:00after i got a little lost; i think conrads was calling me.
i was able to sort out a few things while i was waiting for him. i called for an interview for my pharmacy allocations over in algester and after a bit of confusion from the pharmacy coorindator (it was more like the guy didn't know jack about what was happening) we agreed that i would come in on friday. i got to sort out insurance for the camry and write a good list of to dos. it sucks when you have like one chill day; it puts you completely off routine (i think i suffer from OCD, i just need to know what i've got to do, all the time).
coming back to brissie and having the weather actually be pretty good (no clouds, 30+ degrees) we headed home for a quick drink and went to pick up mana and simone whom had arrived at brissie airport.
it had been 2 and a half years since i had seen mana....
what t've done, what i'll do today, more things i need to do
0 comments Posted by Ly Truong at 10:40 am[X] Reformat and clean up the computer
[X] Clean room
[X] Fold the clothes
[X] Sort out hours over at Six Degrees
[X] Sort out all CDs in lounge room
[X] Go fishing
[X] Borrow movies and watch them
[] Get new blog up and running (in progress)
[] Get boat license (in progress)
[] Clean the middle room
[] Clean the far room
[] Clean the car
[] Cancel ACN phone
[] Pick up Mana & Simone from airport (2nd December)
[] Pick up Harry from aiport (2nd December)
[] Sort out finances by new years
[] Update Resume
[] Call Pharmacy co-ordinator for algester shop
its probably been one of the longest weeks i've had since a long while. the week was filled with work and after work events usually involving fishing or playing games. being holidays, the mentality of "chillin" and enjoying the break was used to mast the physical and mental exhaustion we had all exhibited. sleep deprieved, the smell of work which sticks to your skin and the slow shuffle-like movement; responsible for the replacement of walking are common tell tale signs of what i 've associated,- money needing, to enjoy christmas, students.
in a few more days when i feel like a good sleep. i guess the rain isn't all that bad, sitting in front of the tele watching iron man (for the second time, and yes being an overnighter i was unable to return it on time) with the gang; janice and martin, while the rain falls heavily, and the wind blowing hard, seems to set quite a cosy feeling. as cola shivers, a result of her dreaming, and felt under my smelly work feet, and the warm yellow rays of light from the lounge room lamp cast upon the wall beside it and the left side of martins' face, it reminds me of the exact moment last year when we did this same thing.
all that can be seen outside are the slow drips of rain drops as they slide down the glass opposite me. the distorted painting of the outside world shows of diagonal rain, the leaves, and twigs, and trees swaying upon their contact with gail force winds lying against a backdrop of an orange coloured canopy of street lights and train station spotlights.
the sound of rain, mixed with the sound effects of the final battle between good iron man and bad iron man, can be heard blarring out of the proximal stereo speakers. the smell of rain water, and janices fart and martins feet (yeah, they won't read this until they're at home anyways) only a sniff away explains exactly how chilled and relaxed everything seems to be.
i actually don't mind this. i just hope that we don't spend all of our final to be days before uni starts watching movies and chilling out, and relaxing. i actually don't mind either way really.
an hour into the new day of wednesday and 3 days since holidays started i'ld like to see how i've progressed through that so called list i had put up.
instead of working through my goals at the end of yesterday and the start of today, i found myself alongside the brissie river, trying my luck at fishing yet again. the 3 or so tarwhine brought up was definately not worth the late, exhausting and wet (more like drenched) night we had endured. anyone who wasn't already sleeping on the way home had dreamt of that nice warm bed waiting.
i slept, woke up, ate and slept again. i awoke just before work. work wasn't too bad tonight. its pretty cruisy now considering the weather but even still, the grill i'm usually stuck on (not really how it sounds, i love the grill) seems more like a chore now, than it was when i first started. as a matter of fact, while scrubbing the gravy stained pan, i was shocked at how 1 year had past just like that. a year ago i was just beginning. a year ago i could barely hold a knife and was only able to cook the dip trio (pretty hard to fuck up considering it's toasted turkish bread and dips but i somehow did manage to a few times).
so smashing it home in the rain, deciding to disregard that message i sent to everyone about hanging tonight, i headed over to the sunnybank blockbuster to grab a few movies so i could enjoy this wonderful indoor night. with the pitter patter of the rain outside (yes, i'm going to use pitter patter) and that moist rain smell lingering, there's definately no better night to hang indoors. despite the fact that i'm a lonely dude anyways, its good to have a night alone to chill out and do your own stuff ay. i've been able to youtube a bit, fold the clothes which littered my floor and do my bed so i guess i can cross off....
[X] Fold the clothes
[X] Sort out hours over at Six degrees (it's going to be a fun holiday; 6 days a week)
[1/2] Borrow movies (i still haven't watched them yet)
i guess that's a start.
December, 2007
[ ] hitting up the great barrier reef
[ ] going camping somewhere
[ ] starting up and working hard on distributing company
[ ] starting to study for pharmacy subjects next year
[ ] working hard for a good month
[X] find another job or get extra hours
[ ] clean the house
[ ] sort out all the useless stuff in the house
[ ] sort out the backyard sheds
[X] buy new mower and mow the grass
[ ] fix up the boats and sell 2
[ ] get boat license
[ ] start up ebay shop
[X] go chermside shopping
[ ] go hot air ballooning
[ ] buy a car
[ ] renovate the house
[ ] fix up light in the hall way and bindis light downstairs
[X] replace all light bulbs with energy efficient ones
[ ] change all tap washers, taps and shower heads to efficient ones
[ ] go on the 12 week bondy challenge
[ ] get the car serviced
[ ] start up the garden
[ ] fix up that business plan on twentyfour
[ ] begin study on sleep
[ ] make a youtube video
[ ] make a bb.com video
[X] put up kitchen benches for mum
[ ] fix the door knobs and handles for the house
[ ] fix up all the fly screens
[X] have at least one bbq
July, 2008
[X] grab the iphone and change phone plan
[ ] make herb garden
[X] do taxes
[X] reapply for cl
[X] print out uni timetable
[X] buy uni books
[X] clean up room
[X] clean car
[X] mow the lawn
[X] burn all of arrested development
[X] grab family guy off of nick
[X] grab futurama off of trung
[X] grab how i met your mother from nick
[X] do the laundry
[ ] re-write up gym routine
[ ] borrow movies out from video ezy
[X] give cola a bath
[X] clean fish tank
[X] clean up middle room
[X] fix all tap washers
[X] go tailor fishing
[ ] go tailor fishing once more
[ ] go fishing with phuc
[X] get car serviced
[ ] buy a new ironing board
i dunno about you, but making and writing up lists is one of my favourite pastimes. i actually like writing to do lists more than doing the things on them which is pretty obvious considering the amount of stuff i've got done in my previous attempts. i can't believe that although a year has pretty much passed ever since my december list, there are still things on it that i still need to do.
having already (yes, uni will just be around the corner soon) being 2 days since my last exam and holidays officially starting i guess i've made a pretty good start. we kicked it at scarbourough the other night for a dreadful night of wetting the line (that's exactly how it was) and did a good session of having a kick and throw of the ball, followed by a feed and a dotaing/ codding on the sunday; it has been pretty eventful. none the less, if i actually did give it a little bit more time, i reckon i can get a few little bits and pieces done. this list i will call the urgency list.
there are a few differences to this list. i'll add a time frame for one, which will hopefully get me in the mood for completing them (i should do the same on the goals lists to the side). i'll try and prioritise them as well but i'll probably do that later (i'll put it on the list of to do things).
here is my november 2008 - 31st December 2008.
NOV 2008 - DEC 2008
[] Mow the lawn
[] Reformat and clean up the computer
[] Fix the computer in the sunroom
[] Clean room
[] Clean the middle room
[] Clean the far room
[] Fold the clothes
[] Clean the lounge room
[] Tile up the kitchen wall
[] Fix all tap washes (bathroom, kitchen, laundry)
[] Be able to play James Morrison - You give me something on guitar
[] Clean the car
[] Give cola a bath
[] Clean up the sheds
[] Get the boat running
[] Clean the long boat
[] Sell the long boat
[] Sell the big boat
[] Cancel ACN phone
[] Sort out hours over at Six Degrees
[] Call dad
[] Make rails for the boxing bag
[] Buy a new boxing bag/ speed ball
[] Get mum a new phone plan
[] Get cola a worm tablet
[] Fix the hallway lights
[] Fix bindis room lights
[] Go Chermside shopping
[] Clean the fish tank
[] Lose 5 kilos
[] Increase skipping to 2 minutes
[] Sort out all CDs in lounge room
[] Buy new blinds and curtains
[] Sort out gym program
[] Play basketball (dunk)
[] Organise a kick the ball around day
[] Get new blog up and running
[] Clean out youtube favourites (i've reached max favourites, my second time)
[] Go fishing
[] Borrow movies and watch them
[] Get boat license
[] Get car serviced
[] Get a new ironing board
[] Fix up fly screens
[] Fix up door handle in bathroom
Those are the few short term things I can think of to do. I should start, only after gym.
to update this thing, it's taken me a good 4 or so which has resulted in a mere addition of a few recent photos to the slide application (this was actually done last night). the majority of the 4 hours or so was spent on trying to add those little numbers to the side of your archives to indicate how many posts were made in that month. the urge for it came from viewing a few of my other mates blogs (damn, has the blogwar actually begun) where their new, update versions of templates showed that the litlte feature was quite a nifty one.
having come across the new templating update before, i decided to finally set my past aside and welcome the new with open arms hoping that it would prove to be as good as it was put out to be. it wasn't, well not really. maybe being still stuck in the past, the old blogger allowed much more modifaction in my opinion. i mean, there is always html there but why modify html when i can do so using my old template? but i guess with the bad also comes some good, especially with the easy modification of "most popular" lists and applications.
in the end, although not "completely" reverting to the past, i've been able to save all that i've changed and hopefully (although with much of my hatred for the new system), i'll be able to get the new and updated nufinspecial up in a few days. wish me luck.
i guess some things in life resembles much like that of the little air freshener hanging above me. although still being green coloured, it shows of how it used to look. it's beginning lead such a great and beautiful life, freshening the mornings air with the slight scent of fresh car smell.
as it grew older, although much less scentwise now, hints of it's past can still be recognised. the new car smell finally dissapated into a maintenace smell where life just couldn't be without. lingering whenever i was within its active radius, would be the slight change in airspace that i'ld recognize everytime.
a good 3 years later, with the smell of it resembling much of what it's been exposed to (mean farts of a few, the aroma of last nights dinner, the whiff of cola germs) it sits, motionless, highlighted under my desk lamp, still remaining as beautiful as i had remembered it the first time i got it- but different. what use is it now, that the air freshener no longer freshens the air i breathe. what more is it than a leaf shaped, green piece of cardboard?
to an instant, i've contemplated, like i did regarding the same thing whist cleaning my car one arvo. having 5 air fresheners dangling from my rear view, none of which still aquiring their main duty, i couldn't think of what i wanted to do with them. would buying a new and throwing away the old be characteristic of me, even though it were just air fresheners? or would i add the new to the old, needing of what the past had given me and not allowing me to let it go (i loved the fact that people would ask in suprise why i had soo many air fresheners).
for a second i did contemplate but i had realised that the decision had been so clear cut much longer than i had recognised. the one which sits in my room sits independently, alone, it sits with no other, not like the ones in my car. there is only one which sits in my room which has filled the air, a much larger volume, of freshness. this one has no similarity in shape, nor form, nor brand to those i described before.
i did what was right. it will sit on top of my rubbish filled bin, it's plastic tag which held it will dangle lifelessly over the edge of it. i will find a new one tomorrow, and hope, that it will give me the joy and happiness one once gave me.
playing guitar during my little study break periods, (more like when i get distracted) it's strange how all of a sudden i just "learnt" how to play barre chords. ever since the nz days, and before, i've always had trouble with them. my fingers just weren't strong enough. even the little 1st fret bar for the simple f chord could not be sustained for much longer than a few seconds. but now, although not perfect, i've been able to not only smash the f chord, but have also been able to do a whole myriad of other barres (particular those from the james morrison song ~ you give me something and jason mrazs' please don't tell her). i dunno, this little happening put me into a bit of a weird one. it's just, i realized that if i hadn't turned on my laptop today, and youtubed, and listened to those particular songs, and hadn't i had that urge to pick up my guitar and learn and practise how to play them, i wouldn't of been able to get to where i have.
but then what got me thinking was just how i've done the same thing soo many times before. i've picked up the guitar and put it back down again after failing to find any progress. why, was it that today, at that particular moment that i concerned all my mental and physical (it might not of even been that) power towards the guitar, and it just happened. im not sure if it can be described as scary but i just can't get over the fact that maybe other people could succeed in something with just that last try, but never do because they've given up soo many times and that they finally let it go....i mean like, after falling down and failing every single time and having it so clear cut that some things just aren't meant to be, and having given up, what if, with just that one particular next try, you would find it, and be able to do it. who gives you those chances?
i guess unless you succeed, try and try again. i love the feeling where your nose is on the verge of bleeding, your fingers cramping, and with that last attempt to wedge the piece in between your nail and skin of your index, you get the bitch. not only does it feel awesome, but there seems to be some sense of success, relief. maybe that one last try is all you need. i'm going to pick my nose
(metaphorically referring to the fact that i'm going to attempt all the things i've given up on in the past with my hardest of all efforts. if i fail once more, i'll keep the memory stored, and get back to it another day because for all i know, it is then that i would succeed)
Jason mraz - Please don't tell her
(lyrics are a little different in the live version)
I hear she's kickin ass across the board and rock two hundred thousand higher scorer
Just in time to save the world of being taken over
She's a warrior
I couldn't play again because the game it never end it never even landed on the can
And never let me in to spend my quarter
There's no love for me no more
Say it isn't so
How she easily come, how she easy go
Please don't tell her that I miss her
Because I don't
She was the girl with the broadest shoulders
But she would die before I crawled over them
She is taller than I am
She knew I wouldn't mind the view there
Or the altitude with a mouth full of air
She let me down and doubt came out until the now became later
Say that it isn't so
How she easily come, how she easy go
Please don't tell her that I've been meaning to miss her
Because I don't
Not for her
It's not that I'm mad to forgive
Forget what I said
That I'm crazy like the rest of us
And I'm crazier when I'm next to her, ha
So why after the all of everything that came and went
I care enough to still be singing of the bitter end and broken eras
I told you I don't but
I am only trying to be the best with my intent to cure
The rest is sure to lay me ease the plural hurts of the words of reverse psychology
That's easier said
Easier than done
Please don't dare tell her what I've become
Please don't mention all the attention I have drawn
Please don't bother cause she'll feel guilty when I'm gone
Because I'm crazy like the rest of us
And I'm crazier when I'm next to her
And it's amazing how she's self-assured
And I know she'd hate me if she knew my words
Do I hurt anymore
Do I hurt, well
I don't
I don't
I don't
