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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

If you are like me and can’t work or in my case, won’t start

Turn on digital 7 now

oh how glorious mid day television is

I can’t wait till the weekend is over, then there’s mid week mid day t.v

and that means the ellen show

oh this holiday is going to be great

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)

This reason

Has rested

This question

Hidden

Under a stash

of old magazines

Tis reason

we sought

but lost

all meaning

loaded with cash

that promised our dreams

But reason

is simple

and wont

be ignored

Reason will wake

and the truth restored

(Painting: The Death of Marat by Jaques-Louis David

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?!?!!