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how are people’s lives going?
even if you don’t tell me
ask yourself
i think we should sometimes just step back and think about our lives and how well we are living them
even though all hell has broken loose in Floreat house
(lists!)
- Cathy is moving out and quitting school (she’s fifteen)
- Greenma just enlightened me with some shocking family story of which i shant divulge here
- friendships are falling apart
- i’ve just realized how many bridges i’ve burned
- TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
yes
well, I have decided
it doesn’t matter
i’m alive
even if the majority of life is crap
little moments of sunlight and music
i know, you get a lot of this crap on this site
but i guess if you didn’t like it you would have realized by now and stopped reading
unless you’re a massochist (can’t spell tonight, can’t be bothered typing it into word, spell check broken don’t correct me i’d rather retain my ego because right now i’m on the edge of extremely happy and extremely sad)
wow, anyway
life is worth it
all crap and good
the whole lot of it
(sorry about the tangents, it’s late)
i watched a great show about the American election tonight
they kept talking about ‘change’ or more, they didn’t talk about it
just used the word
anyway, my point is, they never really said what kind of change they wanted
it kind of like how Americans (sorry, i’m generalizing) sometimes have the habit of making speeches that never really get to a point, they use amazing language that would fool anyone, untill you ask yourself ‘wait, what are they actually saying?’ so basically, they use popular language (like the word change) it sort of fits around an idea they like, but they never really got to the nitty gritty.
and now i’m too tired to type anything else
so goodnight
although tis actually morn
xxx
Oh man
I’m so angry right now
everything has just built up
and now I have cracked
I am so sick of Myspace
I’m sick of bitchiness
I’m sick of everyone trying to look so good
*fucking posers*
oh my goodness I’m so angry
I had a really bad weird dream last night
it’s made my whole day shit
holidays is made up of study
gah
myspace is just annoying the crap out of me
maybe it’s because i don’t go on much anymore
but it seems that people are valued by the amount of their comments
If you put too much effort into your myspace
thats not cool
don’t talk to them
you need lots of photos with your friends
make sure you look good in them
I need to go for a run
at 1 am
maybe not
my legs ache
I’ve been shopping
and now I feel like crap
haha
typical
today has actually been ok
I guess it’s just now
now that I’m on myspace
I should ban myself from it
it’s like alcohol
or cigarettes
except it brings no satisfaction
das;klh;fad;dds’ds;hda
holy crap
i should sleep
goodnight
at least
now
i
feel
better
xxx-0i-]0u890-8 (extended, frustrated goodbye)
mhmm thats right
well, the art teachers are going to enter my homeless men boxes into perspectives
but I have to play the game
apparently the markers spend about 5 minutes to judge who will go into it
well seeing that my work is a bit conceptual and doesn’t really follow the ol’ art conventions
that should go well
anyway! so some plans…
and this was not my idea
Mrs Wilson thinks I should take photos of the boxes in some dingy looking corner in the city
the photo will be professionally shot and mounted to a large size in a frame
this could get expensive
mmm
apparently it will go really well with the whole ‘post-modern’ thing i’ve got going
I don’t know
is that what they want?
I don’t know whether to follow the teachers or my instincts
my instincts tell me I should just put in the boxes, explaining what they mean, what if I go all out, create this photo of it, print it out, get it framed and then all they use is boxes, It’s going to cost a lot and then it might be all for nothing…
hmmm
gah I’m so confuzed
and I should just be studying for exams.
But it has to be done soon.
My dream has always been to get my work in Perspectives…
I don’t know what to do…
you repulsive waste of time
I’ll put you away for an hour or so
you eat the hours and place a heavy weight to my grades
I’ll put you away forever
you’re a distraction like no other
I’ll throw you off a cliff
you give me false impressions of grandeur
I’ll delete you, forget you forever
don’t give me that “Oh but you’re practicing writing” nonsense
you gave me nothing, it’s time we ended this
well, maybe it can wait
some other day.
ok
OK so this is awefully random but I’m going to stream some plans for a life I will have after boarding,
otherwise it may just hit me unexpectedly and I won’t know what to do with my freedom.
After watching Garden State a long time ago, I made the decision that I would have a bedroom that was white
everything would be white.
I will play classical music
and some indie acoustic music
there will be one picture that makes me think
I will change it when I want
my kitchen will have an endless supply of herbal tea
I will ask for different kinds of tea for birthdays and christmases
I’m going to give all my clothes, except for a few staple items, to good sammy’s
and then have a simple dresser wardrobe with a long mirror.
the bathroom will be connected to the bathroom and there will be a door coming out of my bedroom into a small garden. There will be a small limestone bird bath in the centre, the whole garden will be small and circular with coble stones on the floor. There will be windows looking out from my room.
I will have a shed somewhere
It will be my art workshop
I can make it as messy as I want.
There will be pigeon holes to keep my stuff
and a sink to wash paintbrushes
There will be many windows
and a large mirror for self-portraits and to create the impression of room.
I will paint the walls
In the house, there will be a large bookshelf next to the kitchen table
I don’t want to have air con
I’ll make sure the house is cleverly designed with good insulation for whatever the location.
The walls will be white. I’ll have patterned couches and old fashioned seats and tea pots, with tea cosies.
on the wall there will be hooks to hang random things like my coat, a hat, sunglasses, keys, bags. and they will be put randomly on the wall as if being stuck their magically, but near the door or kitchen, or somewhere easily accessible.
I’ll have a music room, It will be cosy and not out of reach. I will have some recording material and a synth program on a small cheap laptop.
hmmm I’m looking forward to getting somewhere to live. I don’t even think I’ll ever be able to afford it. I guess there’s no harm in dreaming *sigh*
I wrote a blog for an english exam question lololol
i even wrote commens.
a little character i called ‘miss apathetic’
and mr agreeable
lololol
see what you do to me?!?!!








