Life is a short trip, Music is for the sad man

- Dear my lovely loser, Germany. they made me cried out again.

- Anyway they played like a favorite, played well, even though they lost.

- Less coffee but more tea. And i don't think that it's all worth (juice!! you must drink some juice)

- Yeah i don't love anyone...being full of happiness, rapid heart beating for pleasure raising my brightful.

Must I always be waiting waiting on you?
Must I always be playing playing your fool?

- a little lie of the paragraph which is above this.

I sing ya songs I dance a dance
I gave ya friends all a chance
Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you
And maybe you been through this before
But its my first time
So please ignore
The next few lines cause they're directed at you

-Plan to Samui and Semed. we're discussing because we've to spendless but we need full of service facilities.

- Keane Live in Bangkok in August and Robbie Williams in this coming November. Should I spent for them again? (epecially, mr. williams)

- Yes, I should!

- How much my money is going to be gone?

- I hate when my friends are in cookie mood. >> You guys don't even know what the fuck is cookie means.

- I've used to be on that mood all time in earlier. It was bad condition. Your happiness will be lost after you twist perplexity eyebrows and swear as an anger.

- go to my family's restaurant everyday.

- I received a comment from Brandon Flower but i don't know is he exactly Brandon?. don't go on my guess.......zero answer!

I keep playing your part
But its not my scene
Wont this plot not twist?
I've had enough mystery.
Keep building me up, then shooting me down
Well im already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting waiting.

- Looking out your window wondering when the rain will stop?
- Sitting and Waiting.

- .......by full of wishing.

- picnic by the express way is as good as others hahaha.

- and i woner why my legs are so masive?

- because i'm fat.

- Sick of poeple who talk much but nonsense (i mean to myself)

Well if I was in your position
Id put down all my ammunition
I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long
But Lord knows that I'm not you
And If I was I wouldn't be so cruel
Cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do

- How does he feel to that girl, yeah i still want to know at all.

- How does it feel when i don' have any good sounds sing to myself before i go to bed....Too BAD!!

- How good to know that my friend took some snaps while i'm napping in the class...Thank you!

- the last one..i need small legs/go to the beach/concerts/tell something to somebody and then sleep.

p.s. see dan's nose. and laughing to myself about my flatted one.

p.s. how can i ignore noodles?

p.s. Crape at Siam (new shop which it's from japan) is something that God gave to human being for this century. (umm...oranges,fresh cream and vanilla ice-cream inside the softly crape flour) Ough!!!!!!!!!

p.s. this song is stucking in the head..he's not that bad. It reminded me to last trip at Bang Saen. when we hunged out at Chi-Yo.

p.s. vexed and worried about those songs...Deplore!

Hello...
Just to reiterate what the lovely Daniel Wilson said, we apologise prefusely for our inability to perform at KOKO last night. The problem with being an incredibley great, genre smashing, power trio is that sometimes things go awry and last night we dealt with a bereavement in the family when, as you know, the drummer passed on. We will be back next month though and we'll be all sparkly and gay. I mean gay as in the traditional sense of happy, although I looked rather gay in the homosexual way last night. Who knows?

Anyway........
We love you.
But some people are cunts.
(this is a different subject to the paragraph above by the way!)
We love seeing people and we like having folk come backstage to relax or get away from whatever shite the dj might be playing.
But listen, we'll go out of our way and bend over backwards so you have a good time, but if you come into the dressing room and open the fridge and take booze or whatever like it's your divine right you can fuck off and die.
If you're in the dressing room we'll more than likely offer you whatever you want, but if you just waltz in and complain that we've got no beer left or just pick things up and leave then next time I'll not be so polite and ask you to put it back, I'll kick the fucking piss out of you, boy or girl, I'm a man of the 21st century I don't discriminate. You are fucking parasites and I don't want you at our shows. I couldn't care less if your Dad's Bob Geldoff, John Lennon or Jesus Christ himself, do we look as though we have money to buy our own drinks and food?
If you just think I'm being a mean bastard consider how you'd feel if I walked into your house and ate your fucking dinner.
I mentioned this last night and someone said "well people will stop liking the band if you're not nice".

1: We are nice and we'll do anything for you.
2: If your measure of being a fan starts with how much booze you can ponce off us you are not a fan, you are a scumbag and don't deserve eyes and ears for gigs. Don't come to our shows.

Neither do I care if the Arctic Monkeys or Babyshambles let you wash your feet with their champagne. If they are an open bar for you, go and see them and them only. You might even get a nice little kiss from Pete. Or at least a blood disease.

For everyone else, who make up 99% of you!, thank you for not getting angry last night and thank you for sticking by us and being a cool dude or dudette like us!
xxxxxxxxxxxx

so, i'm just ending up here with much love from Thomas Greatorex thou.

and start something about myself and it's something i'd like to talking to myself...you don't need to add your kindness comment here if you don't understand!

i light up my future again today...it's about my seriously future after this fucking graduate life that i'll have in later and sooner.

my friends and i have just started and almostly go on our plans again.

When education has more roles for these days...we might flight it eventhough we don't really want to.

but i can say that what are we going to do is the last decision of our life.

before becoming to the labours of business society.

oh....Dammit. I don't wanna grow up just yet. i repeated it again and again to myself before i sleep in every single day and night. it's such a bad condition of my sleep.

it cautions me about '' Hey.....what are you gonna do tomorrow? ''

and that whispered sound always gets my obscure answer....it'd much rather bore me (Brrr...)

so, i'll end up my passage again with something clear as mud!

but don't forget what we've talked today...

i'm serious no...no...just a little bit. don't worry my friends!

because maybe we have more time...fewer worries ;)

the end!