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HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I once knew a boy,
He was so shy
I went up to him and said,
“Hey”
He looked at me
And smiled that sweet smile
Now our friendship I’d walk for…a hundred mile.

Dedicated to the RAAT crew!!

It’s just so weird how life is weird,
It’s just so sad that life can be so sad,
It’s just so blue and life is too
It’s just so blah wat do you think yarrh.

Aaahh…Just wastin time and spillin some words.
Im sick as a dog
don’t know why im on this blog
Im sick as a cat
Cuz i didn’ t wear my hat
Im sick as a doorknob,
Kinda like Spongebob.
I guess you get it by now…
I’M SICK…

I had dance practise the other day…yoopeee….work is busy…summa skoo started…need to pay my tuition…im tired…

I joined the YMCA.

YMCA logo

Young man, there’s no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, ’cause you’re in a new town
There’s no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there’s a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you’re short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I’m sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for young men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel …

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you’ve got to know this one thing!

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the y.m.c.a.
I’m sure they can help you today.

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for you men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel …

Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so jive …

That’s when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
It’s a place there called the y.m.c.a.
They can start you back on your way.

It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.

They have everything for young men to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys …

y-m-c-a
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a
Young man, young man, there’s no need to feel down
Young man, young man, pick yourself off the ground

y-m-c-a
It’s fun to stay at the y-m-c-a
Young man, young man, are you listening to me
Young man, young man, what do you wanna be

y-m-c-a
you’ll find it at the y-m-c-a
no man, young man, does it all by himself
young man, young man, put your pride on the shelf

Y-m-c-a
then just go to the y-m-c-a
y-m-c-a
young man, young man, i was once in your shoes
y-m-c-a
young man, young man, I said, I was down and out with the blues.
y-m-c-a

My heart’s gonna thank me for it.

healthy heart

It’s funny how when your trying not to think of someone or something, everything you see, smell and taste reminds you of what you’re trying to forget. Sometimes I just wish I could forget some of the best months of my life. When I was a child, my mom used to say to me “laugh only as much as you want to cry”. I never knew what that meant, or how that even made any sense. I found out last year, and I wish I was still that little boy wondering what it meant.

Sometime memories can be a bitch

The sun used to shine on me,
there used to be a fluffily clouded sky.
I knew about something called happy.

That sun is gone,
replaced by night.
those clouds now carry low thunder,
I only know misery and fright
and I don’t even recognize me.

Somewhere in between
something got forgotten and lost
the key to my soul
was replaced by a lock.

I can tell of the deep, dull crevice
I have let myself crawl into
but no one has asked.
If it were wished,
I would count the cold tears I’ve shed
but none of it would matter,
there would still be
the lost happy I don’t remember

Sumptuous

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Yesterday I finally got around to fixing the rear brake light on my motorcycle. Since I got the bike last year, the rear brake light would not turn on when the rear brake was activated. I fixed it by using a metal hook that’s used to hold up curtains…I’m so resourceful. So anyway, I decided I’d go out for a spin today even though it was freezing. While riding, I saw a Mercedes E500 overtake a fellow motorcyclist. The motorcyclist didn’t like this, so he quickly switched lanes and gunned it. He did a wheelie and over took the E500. It was pretty cool to watch.

Then later on in my travels, as I turned on to Bristol Rd., some dude on a dual sport (looks like an off road motorcycle…thin tires, pretty high off the ground..) came out of nowhere like a bat out of hell, and passed me. While he was passing me he kept looking back at me and when he got to the next intersection he stopped and kept looking back at me. When I got closer he just nodded and raised a hand…I guess he wanted to say sorry or something? Who knows.

I still have to take my motorcycle to the shop to get it checked out, but it’s hard because these damn retarded weather people don’t know what they’re doing. All the shops are pretty busy so you have to book an appointment in advance and since I don’t want to go riding in the rain, I have to make sure it’s not raining that day. Plan was to take it in this past Monday, but the stupid weather retards said it would be raining so I didn’t make an appointment. Mondays comes around, and there’s no rain whatsoever. The same story goes for all the other days in the week.

Being a weather forecaster has got to be one of the easiest jobs. It’s the only job I can think of where even if the forecaster is wrong, people will still turn to them for advise the following day. Can you imagine sitting in school and replying to a math question with: “well, there’s a slight chance that it’s 15, with a 60% chance that it’s 19. Or it could be in the mid 20’s.” Wouldn’t that be sweet! But alas, life isn’t like that. Life is hard, but its even harder when your stupid.

Life is a jumble of crossroads…
The ones you want to take…don’t want you to take them…
You know that these roads will lead to dead ends…
But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the scenery on the way there…

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