I'm upset and angry and frustrated and annoyed and moody and pissed off.
And I don't care what i say.
Or who I hurt.
Sometimes i just feel sick of everything.

I've always signed in with the intent to write. Something superfluous? Probably.

The text box has been open many times, but everything wants to remain concealed. So i let it. Its either that or complacency has taken over, and perhaps the striking #fact that nothing in my life at the present moment is worth noting.

When everything begins to feel mundane, my ability to conjure the strength and even the motivation to inspire strength, is siphoned from my ability stores- location: unknown. So the blah feeling resides (never permanently) within.

Summer.

I can't wait :)
Danielle and I were envious of everyone wearing summer clothing. It was 29 degrees Celsius today- the hottest winter day i've experienced ( i think)
& so we were discussing what clothes to buy & Summer music festivals.
SOUNDWAVE 2010 <3

• All Time Low
• Paramore
• Taking Back Sunday
  
• The Almost
  
• The Get Up Kids.
  

I'm excited :)

Sometimes i don't want to know,
about your latest thought
that you believe could spark a series of poems
so one day you'll be get published and become portable

Sometimes i don't care,
about her.
I'm friends with you right?
I didn't ask about how she's feeling,
but whatever you feel concerns her.

You were there for me when i cried by myself in the darkness.
I don't like you like that .

But friendships matter.
No wait, SHE matters.


More
more
more
THAN
anything.


I'm sorry that you don't give a shit about me

Grateful.

there is always:

someone to thank
someone to love
something that makes us smile

&

every day is a blessing

You can count on the sun to shine

And you can count on a thunder storm

But you can't count on a constant mood
Complacency

Anger

Happiness

We're kites that fly through rainbows,
that fall & get tangled within the thickets

We're balloons that sense colour.
Pop! when its red
& fly high when yellow.

I realise all of this
& how messy life can be.

Where Do I Buy This?

His feet snap into place and my iTouch would love to live within the confines of his hollowed insides.

I'm reading Brave New World and i feel like making a habit of saying Oh My Ford!- but i don't think anyone would understand unless i told them.

okay so i might be late for work today,
my big sister went cherry picking with my brother ( if i heard correctly, & yeah thanks for the invite). So i'm waiting for my parents to come home, i'm scared of calling and discovering that they're shopping and not coming home for like another hour, so i'm patiently waiting.
You know...that's what sucks about me, FEAR.
I fear not being able to do something- so instead of doing it, i'll wait....I'm not sure if i'm making much sense, but blah...maybe i should call my parents now.

It has occurred to me that the things that matter to me will always matter. If i send the things i love/like to exile in Peru, clothed in a poncho and a funny sombrero, it'll come riding back to my door step on a camel. And i'll be thinking, not again.
So i think there's no point trying to change or make an effort. I may be a little displaced in conversations or induce a long silence after i mention something completely irrelevant and or make an obscure reference, but what the hell lets make daisy chains together!

All Time Low - New Music - More Music Videos

We are not what you think we are.

So i went all the way to Central to get 1984 & Brave New World, (my english teacher said Fahrenheit 451 was too easy for extension & so i went all the way to Central because BB are having a sale on already low prices ). But anywho i failed to acquire the aforementioned books because they were out of stock & instead bought Tom Sawyer & Huck Finn, as well as The Tent ( a collection of short stories)- Margaret Atwood & was very close to buying Brideshead Revisited and Tess of the d'Urbervilles but they only had the BBC editions ( which i don't like buying, not because its the BBC but i don't even like buying motion picture editions)

So i caught the train back to Liverpool all by my lonesome may i add & tried to look for Brave New World ( I thought George Orwell could wait & Huxley couldn't) but i only found it at A&R for $28.00- i thought that was severely overpriced and plus the front cover was semi-dog eared- so i walked to the library & borrowed it. ( I'd really like my own copy- so i'm going to try and persuade my brother to buy it for me later today)
Then i caught the bus home and listened to Mika for a bit ( I just find We Are Golden really catchy!)

add on:
I love community channel

[semi-fairly composed rant/]

I'm eating two minute noodles, listening to Bedouin Soundclash and i'm very nearly writing up a manual, suitably titled 'how to maintain a level of maturity so you don't look like a total tool'.
I'm frustrated but I'll remain implicit.
I know i'm the kid who answers the phone with a string of hello's until someone on the other end responds, but i know my limits.
Clearly you do not.
I forget that I'm angry, so i have a supply of post its in my pencil case & a pen in my pocket.

[end/]

Going to read 1984, George Orwell or Brave New World, Aldous Huxley , will buy it on friday when i catch the train to central- possibly all by myself. Going to Basement books and maybe Kinokunya.




Pretty Cover art:



















Lovely songs:
Asleep- The Smiths
Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap
The Sound Of Settling- Death Cab.

On My Palette:
Fairy Floss.

TUMBLR?

I'm thinking of switching, blogspot has served me well but David Karp beckons & so does the amazingly rad features unique to tumblr.

Today:
On the minus side of today, i didn't finish my math exam.
Switzerlandwise: Chemistry prac exam was okay.
Plus side: (there has to be a plus side! we as humans have this tendency to reduce our 'things that happen to us', list to negatives) i've got a ten metre roll of brown craft paper -so i shall wall paper the whole house!
No, actually i've just covered my math binder rather half heatedly in an attempt to heighten my desire to do math. All I can say is...what a feeble attempt.