Whiteboard
Oh where oh where can my baby be
The lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
We were out on a date in my daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road strait up there
A car was stalled the engine was dead
I couldn't stop so I swerved to the right
I'll never forget the sound that night
The screaming tires the busting glass
The painful scream that I heard last
Oh where oh where can my baby be
The lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
When I woke up the rain was pouring down
There were people standing all around
Something warm flowing through my eyes
But somehow I found my baby that night
I lifted her head she looked at me and said
Hold me darling just a little while
I held her close I kissed her our last kiss
I found the love that I knew I had missed
Well now she's gone even though I hold her tight
I lost my love my life that night
Oh where oh where can my baby be
The lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world
Pearl Jam - Last Kiss
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Monday, October 30, 2006
11:12 PM
LITERATURE!
Profound Analysis.
2nd November.
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Sunday, October 29, 2006
11:11 PM
Justruvian Man
The Justruvian Man is a famous drawing with accompanying notes by Justino Ta Vinci made around the year 1492 in one of his journals.
It depicts a male figure dressed in St Andrew's School uniform in two superimposed positions with his arms and legs apart.
The drawing and text are sometimes called the Canon of Proportions or, less often, Proportions of Justin.
It is on display in the Gallerie dell''Justin in Venice, Italy.
This image provides the perfect example of Justino's keen interest in porpotion.
In addition, this picture represents a cornerstone of Justino's attempts to relate man to nature.
Encyclopaedia Insanica online states, "Justino envisaged the great picture chart of the human body he had produced through his anatomical drawings and Justruvian Man as a cosmografia del minor mondo (cosmography of the microcosm).
He believed the workings of the human body to be an analogy for the workings of the universe."
It is also believed by some that Justino symbolised the material existence by the expensive
shoes and spiritual existence by the face. Thus he attempted to depict the correlation between these two aspects of human existence.
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Sunday, October 22, 2006
11:44 PM
Make way for the BIKER MAN!
(Or else known as bike "helmet" man)
The very sight of him strikes fear into the vilest villans! Here to save you bitches in white and blue uniform from
the scums of the universe!
Gone will be the days of "table-head sticking"
It will be a revolution with crap-shed!
With a state of the art, nuclear operated,Infrared vision equipped, visor,
the limits to his sight is endless.
Thus, it's rated R21.
The built in air-conditioner provides ultimate comfort.
Especially when he's on "Midnight Over-Time City Patrol".
As you know, it can get really "HOT" in this line.
It's useful for head-banging too.
Especially when revisions get to intense to handle.
So, SMASH a Beer mug!
and CHEERS!
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Sunday, October 15, 2006
12:41 AM
Would you dye me White?
Maybe it's better leaving the herd.
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Thursday, October 12, 2006
12:08 AM
Hmmm...... i don't know.
What do you think?
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Sunday, October 8, 2006
11:32 PM
I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor
Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that surprises me, is that I don't really want you too
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Over you're an explosion (your dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-ba-ba-bang-go!
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because you're sending me to despair
Without a sound yeh your calling me, and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh your an explosion (your dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-ba-ba-bang-go!
I bet you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
Oh there ain't no love no, Montagues or Capulets
We just banging tunes in DJ sets and...
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtyness!
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if your looking for romance or...
I don't know what ya looking for
I said I bet you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!
Scribbled onto the Whiteboard on
Tuesday, October 3, 2006
10:50 PM
DJustin
Justin
18th December 1989
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
zs_9457@hotmail.com
Justruvian Man
