Running back through the fire
When there’s nothing left to save
It’s like chasing the very last train
When it’s too late
It tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it’s not enough
To make it all okay
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Donastia (San Sebastien)
So here I am, lying here in the sand/beach in San Sebastien, Northern Spain. Looking onto the waves and people go by.
Wiping the residue of strawberry ice cream (as I ate it upside down/sideways) all over my face as if some Spanish surfer dude just spunked all over me. I take this time and think...................
Personally I think, I think too much. Don't you think?
Getting here was pretty easy actually. Doing some last minute google research online hours before flight departure to then thinking sod it, I'll try and speak French (as most speak French here) to get about. (Damn you Alex for not being able to take the time off work!)
Travelling alone seems to be getting easier and easier. Doing it loads for work recently, and it's actually quite nice to have some alone time. But this certain alone time was put a lot of things into perspective for me. What one has to do, what one should do, and what one must do. *sigh*
I have to admit, I slept as soon as I found my hotel.... Shattered. A few disputes here and there, and I was back out!
Being in a Spanish city, you're bound to find yourself walking around and around, and then somehow be trying on some clothes in Zara, and what do I do? I buy bloody clothes!
Retail therapy actually does help. You forget about the problems you have, and think, "Oh, this is nice. What can I wear this to?".
Yep, that was me this late afternoon. Also following that thought, "Oooooh, how will I fit this in my one and only hand luggage? SOD IT, it'll fit!". I'm terrible.
The Basque posse seem to like their ice cream a lot. Everyone licking their cones as if they are seducing the man hood of an ice cream man. Looks sexy. They lick all over the cream shaft (ha!) till they get a nice smooth surface, to then take a nib at the head and all that ice cream goes all over the outer lip/mouth. (oh god, my minds gone a bit wild!) Nonetheless, it's a TING out here, and it's goooooood!
Not feeling 100% so I plan to find me some dinner and off to bed for an early night. I plan to bask myself on the beach tomorrow. Take a Txu Txu train around town and check out Blake Oakfield from Angry Boys doing his thing in the waves.
p.s WIFI on the beach? Luverleeeeeyyy!
Wiping the residue of strawberry ice cream (as I ate it upside down/sideways) all over my face as if some Spanish surfer dude just spunked all over me. I take this time and think...................
Personally I think, I think too much. Don't you think?
Getting here was pretty easy actually. Doing some last minute google research online hours before flight departure to then thinking sod it, I'll try and speak French (as most speak French here) to get about. (Damn you Alex for not being able to take the time off work!)
Travelling alone seems to be getting easier and easier. Doing it loads for work recently, and it's actually quite nice to have some alone time. But this certain alone time was put a lot of things into perspective for me. What one has to do, what one should do, and what one must do. *sigh*
I have to admit, I slept as soon as I found my hotel.... Shattered. A few disputes here and there, and I was back out!
Being in a Spanish city, you're bound to find yourself walking around and around, and then somehow be trying on some clothes in Zara, and what do I do? I buy bloody clothes!
Retail therapy actually does help. You forget about the problems you have, and think, "Oh, this is nice. What can I wear this to?".
Yep, that was me this late afternoon. Also following that thought, "Oooooh, how will I fit this in my one and only hand luggage? SOD IT, it'll fit!". I'm terrible.
The Basque posse seem to like their ice cream a lot. Everyone licking their cones as if they are seducing the man hood of an ice cream man. Looks sexy. They lick all over the cream shaft (ha!) till they get a nice smooth surface, to then take a nib at the head and all that ice cream goes all over the outer lip/mouth. (oh god, my minds gone a bit wild!) Nonetheless, it's a TING out here, and it's goooooood!
Not feeling 100% so I plan to find me some dinner and off to bed for an early night. I plan to bask myself on the beach tomorrow. Take a Txu Txu train around town and check out Blake Oakfield from Angry Boys doing his thing in the waves.
p.s WIFI on the beach? Luverleeeeeyyy!
Saturday, 20 August 2011
Monday, 15 August 2011
Monday, 1 August 2011
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
Tuesday, 26 July 2011
Monday, 25 July 2011
Boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end
But instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
There's nothing worse than sitting all alone at home
And waiting waiting waiting waiting by the phone
I hope that he's at home
Waiting by his phone
I wonder if he knows
That I want him
I wish he was my boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end but instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
The other girl is not like me
She's prettier and skinnier
She has a college degree
I dropped out when I was seventeen
If only I could get her out of the picture
Then he would know how much I want him
One day I'll make him mine
And we'll be together all the time
We'll sit and watch the sun rise
And gaze into eachother's eyes
And know that he knows
I know that he knows
That he wants to be my boyfriend
Boyfriend
Boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end
But instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end
But instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end
But instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
There's nothing worse than sitting all alone at home
And waiting waiting waiting waiting by the phone
I hope that he's at home
Waiting by his phone
I wonder if he knows
That I want him
I wish he was my boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end but instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
The other girl is not like me
She's prettier and skinnier
She has a college degree
I dropped out when I was seventeen
If only I could get her out of the picture
Then he would know how much I want him
One day I'll make him mine
And we'll be together all the time
We'll sit and watch the sun rise
And gaze into eachother's eyes
And know that he knows
I know that he knows
That he wants to be my boyfriend
Boyfriend
Boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end
But instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I wish he was my boyfriend
I'd love him to the very end
But instead he's just a friend
I wish he was my boyfriend
Friday, 22 July 2011
Tick Tock
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know.
Come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease?
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know.
Come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease?
Let Down
High hopes to then be disappointed seems to be the only way.
Will never win.
Will never get what I want.
Will never be 'that' easy.
Will always be the same shit over and over.
Will it ever be just perfect?
So fucking gutted.
Will never win.
Will never get what I want.
Will never be 'that' easy.
Will always be the same shit over and over.
Will it ever be just perfect?
So fucking gutted.
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