Narcissist Bastard
I'm 17, living in a holed up box under the sewers of KL. This trashed up laptop I found is my only connection to the world outside.
That didn't really work, did it?

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John Morgenstern

Walking Disasters


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Tuesday, 15 April 2008


Swing Swing
Days swiftly come and go
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed By a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again?

Dreams cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old
They bend, they fold
And so do I to a new love

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed
By a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again?

Bury me
(You thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(Away, away, away)

Swing, swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed
By a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again?


I was sittin on the terrace waiting for school to start when all of a sudden, my left hand chanced upon some MYSTERY GOO.
Mysteriously...icky
Anyways,being a good student of M.B.S, I promptly wiped it on some random guy's back (fake backslap) and went to the toilet to wash off the excess.
The results were fantastic! The guy was actually Benjamin Ho!! (certified school and class retard *seriously retard, no joke*) and he was lining infront of me so I could see my handiwork(:
Wicked!
I kept emitting muffled laughs while singing Negaraku.(National song)
Then in class, the monitor said:" What's that on you back!? Looks like s**t! Go wash it off NOW!"
Then in class, we called him the "Back-s**t Boy" Suiting, is it not? Plenty of laughs there and yes, I'm a bully.
The rest of the day was boring and normal, or normal and boring, vice versa. (or versa vice)
Oh what the heck, I'm bored beyond belief.

John W.J.K