Humans of Common Room.

I am swagilisious.

You Wut bro?

?.?

Glorious Beard time.

Gilli powered by Colgate. 

Gimmeeeeeee some.

Chicken.

WE ARE FAR TOO FABOULOUS.

Why is this idiot taking a photo of us?

Please not the blog please not the blog.

I WANT ME SOME BOOTY.

Oh HAI there how can we help you?

Mhmmmmhm

I CAN SMILE!

Yes?!

We are studying, we promise.

I will become the guru.

Table flip in 3.. 2.. 1..

Ramblingggggggggggggggggggggggggg

OK,

I haven't rambled in a LONG LONG TIME AND IT IS GETTING ON MY NERVES, SO HERE GOES NO HOLDS BARRED (please hold on to your seats and put your seat belts on) BECAUSE I AM GOING TO RANT AND RAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SO what has been going with my crazy crazy life?

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Mostly studying in the past two weeks, but we will be getting back to that later on, you guys have not heard from me in far to long. Where do I even begin, I mean last time I rambled I was (telling you all) that I got over a love of mine...

*cough* I sure as *cough* hell did, took me an other few dozen poems, drunk nights, drunk texting, raging on the phone, crying, punching walls and some more raging to people, but at least, oh oh oh oh forgot the time I kicked down a wall, I dont think I got more episodes *wondering* at least now I am much better YIPPY.

Anyway, where was I, yes, so yes last time I was telling you guys how I was starting a new chapter of my life, and that chapter was the chapter were I was going to run for the KSU's Independent position for KPS, Project April, I called it. It was supposed to allow me to put myself, and all that I can do out there. I must say, I was impressed with what I managed to put together. I put forward all my potential, all my skill, and all of my passion, and boy did it feel good. Sure I lost, one skimpy vote, but man, considering everything, I am proud to have managed to get half of the organisations at this univeristy to trust in me. It was an incredible experience, and sure as hell, even though I am not in an official position, I will be doing all that I can to make stuff happen anyway because why not!?

WELL the lights DECIDED to turn off on me, (I am at uni and of course there had to be a black out because why not)

ANYWAY,

Yes, so that happened, apart from that, I started working out mah BOOTYYYYYEHHHH, hahahaha, started running and doing some basic climbing, and man it feels GOOD! I am loosing weight, (finally) eating healthy(sort of, chocolate is organic yes? of course it is) and feeling ENERGETIC (HURRAH).

That said...I am going to be stuck...in...the...saddest...place...of all time, at uni STUDYING! Although made a bunch of new friends, something that happens every single semester it seems. This place is amazing, the library, the common room, amongst other places.

NOW with that out of my system, and showing you that I AM YES I AM STILL ALIVE! I will be going back to studying, however just before I go. I promised a dear, very dear friend of mine something special, so here it is,

SAY HI TO THE BEARDED CAP DUDE!!!!

I want me some of that fried chicken!

Perspective.

When I woke up,
I smiled,

When I wake up,
I cry,

When I slept,
I wanted to wake up,

When I sleep,
I do not want to wake up,

When I dream't,
You were not there,

When I dream,
You are only there,

When I walk,
I am sad.

When I run.
I am Happy.

Studying Shenanigans (Challange)

So I am taking photos of people while we are working, and decided to upload these in a certain manner, with a challenge for you guys. Find the best story you can build from these photos, in the order they are in.

Lets the games begin.

Daniel.

Roberto.

Mike and Martina

Mike and Martina

John.

Marie Cini the first person to come up with a story gets the privilege of having it posted on the actual blog, the others put it in the comments and then we see which one is the best :)

The best gets placed along side Marie's :)

"Daniel : I have a thermos whatca gonna do about it bitch !!

Roberto : Not again !! 

Mike + Martina : What's that is it a bird ? A plane? 

Mike : I think it's John ! 

John: I'm a wizard !!! I shall turn your thermos into a boa for Samantha !!"

Crossroad after the other.

Coming to that fork in the road,

with no time to choose,

with no time to decide,

Yet all that which you worked for,

is balanced on top of that single,

moment.

Coming to that choice,

with no right or left,

just a cliff

A cliff which one must jump,

into murky waters,

far far below.

The jump is fun,

The jump is interesting,

The jump will bring change,

The jump will make one search.

The question is,

Will I have the guts to jump?

Sword and Shield.

I used to want to wield a Sword and Shield.

Like the heroes of old,

Like the myths,

Like the stories,

I used to want to wield a Sword and Shield.

To charge into battle,

To fight for a cause,

To be part of something bigger,

I used to want to wield a Sword and Shield,

Hoping, I could do something,

Hoping, I could change something,

Hoping, I could make my dreams happen,

However,

the cold hard truth,

was told to me,

dreams

are 

dreams.

I was told,

I was ordered,

I was ridiculed,

To stop dreaming,

To stop believing,

For hoping.

Then I found the Sword and Shield,

I taught myself how to wield them,

Today the Sword is not a blade 

but its the power of words.

Today the Shield is not a metal wall,

 but its a wall of words written by a pen.

So I wield these Sword and Shield,

and,

I will make my dreams happen,

I will keep on dreaming,

I will keep on hoping.

So I wield these Sword and Shield,

and,

I will make something happen,

that I will be happy,

that I will be proud of.

Sensation

I exploded,

I was every where,
I was air,
I was dirt,

The land and the sea,

I felt them,
I felt the stone,
I was dancing,
I was driving,
I was drinking.

I exploded,

Outside my body,

I felt the need and urge,

To do it all,
Be it all,
I was everything,
Yet I was nothing,

I was a god,

Yes that is what a god feels like.

For that brief moment,
For that instant of time,

I could feel,
I could act,
I could think,

Like a god.

Myself.

I have this constant fear of slipping out of my skin, this fear of not being able to contain my consciousness inside my body. Yet with this fear, I also have this great desperate need to do everything and anything, to be who I am.

I have this state of mind, when I am in my, most panicked state, to be the person who those next to me want me to be. I cannot be myself, no matter how much I try, no matter how much I work for it. I have to be someone else, I have to be what makes those around me want me to be. Being able to define who I am is very hard.

I am a man dancing off the walls of a building, I am a writer, a poet, an activist, a leader, a public speaker, a scientist. Yet, what happens when I am entirely on my own. With nothing but my deepest fears, and my inner most thoughts.

I am terrified, I am scared of myself, of who I am. Why?

Why?

Because I am absolutely and utterly insane, I see myself doing everything that I could possibly be doing at one single point in time. I see myself exploding, and imploding, I think of what the past, present and future should, might or could be. Thinking is a luxury, yet it is also my torture, my prison yet my freedom.

Why?

Because almost every single time I opened up my insanity to others, they are terrified of me. They are terrified of who or what I am or could be. They do not accept me, they reject the identity of what I could be.

This is why I became the person that you want me to be, I am your lover, I am your best friend, I am your follower, I am your leader, I am your enemy, I am a friend, I am drunk, I am a philosopher, I am what you need me to be.

Yet.

I found poetry, I found prose, I found writing.

When I write, people do not find it terrifying, they do not find it scary, they find me interesting, attractive, sometimes even inspiring, perhaps it is so. Yet, I still cannot even start to scratch the surface, of what I am.

I rarely praise myself, I rarely put myself up on a pedestal because, that is indeed going against all I am striving to be. Yet this one time I am allowing a luxury of doing this and being, 'myself'

Windows

A girl,
I saw,
on a window.

Of a dimension,
I never thought.
Of.

She Smiled,
She Talked,
She Seduced me,

kept me
company.

I looked,
I thought,
I wished,

She
was
the
one
I
would
Love