we dont have rights, we never had rights. all we have are privileges.

The difference between Medicine and Poison is dosage.

Note to Self
1. Smile to strangers more often. It feels good.
2. Seems like the gravity in London is the same as that in Singapore. Said phenomena requires further investigation.
3. This seems to be longest time youve ever been away from the beach, Rishik. Smile to strangers more often.

---

I wanted to write a sad serious poem

The roofie song
by Rshik Mnon

tonight
I'm looking for the easy way out!

smoke and a drink
maybe then we'll dance about

rubbish at flirting
conversational things

lets just keep on dancing
while I slip this down your drink!

----

haha. i know what ive been told, about appropriacy and how its not a real word.
but its a beautiful world, and no ones gonna hold anything against me for long. and it'll never be long, for as long as they hold it.

a master stroke; syllogistic meandering
and I'm done.

My year in weeks

Week1-Week4 Singapore
Week4-Week13 Gold Coast
Week13-Week14 Melbourne/Canberra
Week14-Week23 Gold Coast
Week23-Week24 Sydney/Gold Coast/Noosa
Week25-Week25 Gold Coast
Week25-Week37 Home
Week37-Week44 London
Week44-Week44 Paris/London
Week45-Week45 Brussels/Rotterdam/Den Haag
Week45-Week51 London
Week51-Week51 Amsterdam
Week52-Week52 London


(Speaks the math geek within...
40% in Australia
30% in Asia
30% in Europe)


maybe.. home aint such a bad idea after all.

Variations

Lion City
Born and Bred
Cut see
this blood bleeding
white and red
Cant get these
moon and stars
out of my head
im a singaporean
son
live it up
till Im dead

Your so beautiful when you convince yourself

nothing like listening to
academy is
dashboard confessional
newfound glory

to bring me back to my days in St Pats.


ANYWAY
21st October
Gaslight Anthem

I am soo there. how do I type something this epic this calmly?
must be from watching all those Old Spice Commercials.

out.

I wonder if i could pick up fire twirling here?

Cant seem to find the beach anywhere. here in old london town. good ol 

ol london town. 

But there is a park. I know. 

And a moon too.

And MAybe if i keep looking, I'll just end up finding something

that maybe I didnt know I was looking for. 

--

Purple as purpose.  

Im tired of small talk.

"how you going?" "where you from?"

"what?" "law readings?" "are you?" done.

tired. or maybe just- not in the mood. 

at the moment

meaning

there's no denying 

how

these stories dance around me

like kindling to my arson eyes

waiting to be born, yea,  told

I want to hear them sing

like a choir

to a preacher

I want to believe

what they have to say

and sway!

as they tell me complicated

simple histories

maybe move!

explanations of your decisions

how did you did you

reach this transition

feel!

I want to be inspired

not relate, no

thats not required

for this magic

i am all ears

and all quiet 

hungry

anticipation..

i am an audience..

so please start

whenever your ready

i'll wait

wont move

no worries

you see

its too tiring

tonight

for this small talk

and ive always been a believer

in spontaneous combustion.