"You've Got An Orgon Going There"

"No Wonder The Sound Has So Much Body"


This and the previous blogs worth of photos is all I have to show for two weeks. I'm disapointed in myself. What did those two weeks consist of?
Saw "Spazznuts". Tara stayed for the weekend. English SAC. Maths SAC. Free pizza. Mi Goreng!.
Oh wait yes I must talk about the last dot point. Mi Goreng! I have discovered it. Not that I was the first to start eating it but I'v found a sort of love with it! Cooked perfectly, and add every extra except the chilli sauce and you'v got yourself a piece of GOD! Right there! And your eating it!
Yes its got its perks, other than the 10% fat rating, the taste is amazing! I'd eat it every day, all the time, if I knew it was better for you. But at only 62c. Fuck I'll be living off it when I move out of home. Ahhhh. Miiiiii Goooreennnng!

 

 

You Can't Go Out You Are Out Of Your Mind!

Well hello there. Long time no see. Or talk. Or interaction. Or even photos?
Blah, have just experienced the last week of school before holidays. You know? When shit loads of work is due in and there is heaps of pressured-for-time assesments.Gay city! Anyway, now that the holidays have begun, I shall have more time for regular blogs, more photos and such! Hooray!
Anyway. these are a few of the pictures I'm doing for my art theme. These are the best ones i'v made so far.
Inspired and influenced by anything and everything from 'Frankie', the best magazine in the world.

 

 

 

Some Pretty Pictures

Snapped the other day. Out of boredom.
Blah blah blah. Says me.
I wont be able to post many blogs this week, I'm at my mothers house. But do not fear, I'll be back soon enough.





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A Tiger in A Cage, Can Never See The Sun

Myself and my humble companion Cameron went op shopping yesterday. It was so cold that at times, we found it hard to go on. I bought so many jumpers, cardigans and shirts. It was amazing. I need to get some dresses though. Mmm.

We spent half of the day, aimlessly wandering. Not taking any notice of where we were going, of the time, or even life passing by. Time didnt even seem to pass. We aimlessly wandered around "Sams Warehouse" for what seemed like a lifetime, while an extremely irritating and repetative piece of music played. Which stopped the feeling of time completly. We wandered around Ballarat, walking around, going to random places. Not paying attention and then forgetting how we got there.

Caught a bus home. Not remembering catching the bus home. It was a strange day. Went home and ate SHIT! So much food! Condensed milk. Choc-Chips. Salt and Vinigar Chips. Hot Chips. Chocolates we won from a claw machine. Coke. Blahhhh. I felt so sick afterwards. Served me right for eating so much I suppose. Overall the day was quite enjoyable, entertaining, strange and fill with clothes and food. Ahhhh.
Anyway, sorry for the rant. Hope your all enjoying your day.
=D

 

 

Chinese Lion

New shirt. A chinese lion I think. Ahh Op shooping is heaven.
This, along with the other huge pile of stuff I bought today with $15 are my new favourite items.

 

 

 

Tied To A Boat Made Of Paper Clips

I think my most commonly used words in my blogs are 'sorry' and 'backdate'. Because truly I'm sorry about the backdating. Its a dreadful habit of mine I shall attempt to thwart. I liked these. I look like a nerd. I like being a nerd. And in a future blog, I'll list why I'm a nerd.
=D

 

 

 

"We Used To Have This Fight Each Night"

"She'd never admit I exsisted!"

I found that jumping around on my bed, was yet another innocent, comforting reminder of childhood. Jumping around like a lunatic, shaking my head around, flicking my hair, trying to make sure my glasses didnt fall off. It was all sort of lovely. I want to do more childish things, not immature things, just innocent, harmless, comforting childlike things. Like building "castles" out of sheets and chairs, having a picnic with your favourite toys, playing dress ups, tea parties, kids games like chasey and tag etc... Oh the things we could do as children. I shall write a list of these such things and slowely complete them all. I'll keep you posted..
Also I was trying to take pictures of myself while jumping around and fell and caught a picture of myself laughing. But I liked it...

 

 

 

01/06/09

 

 

 

 

Bees in the Horse Racing Track

*"Its so dark in here, you can't see me think anything",

*"And then a maroon ship flew across the uterus until a baby was thusly born"

*"Well upon the great plant of life, four paint globules fell upon its leaves and ran down its stem into the ground. Upon which a baby potato was born, "arrrrrr I'm a baby potato", Then Sir John Smith, cut it up, dried it out and sprinkled it with flavoured salt and thus... Smiths Chips".

Lets Go Ouuuut Tonight!

Ahhh Today you blessed thing! You firey man horse.
I had the GAT today. Mmm. Stupid Yo! Bees are uniteresting for me and thusly provided a boring subject to comment on. Though the secong essay question, about your veiw on material possessions and all that banter, I think I did very well on! In fact I loved my response. And someday, somehow, when I get my GAT back, I shall blog up that very response.

Cameroni Pepperoni came over as well. We op shopped a little but intend on op shopping even more tommorow. Anyway we bought these hideous 80's style fluro jackets. Absolutly dispicable things they were. And that is why we had to buy them.

- "Whats the time?" "Gergh"
- "Do you have a light"
"Yes indeed I do ......... Cancer"
- "Oh I spilled the doo"
- "Aspheult the doo"

 

(^Hideous 80's Jacket. So ugly that you love it)


(These are from just after the GAT and just before my camera died)

 

 

Shiver Me Timbers, You Seem Mighty Limber!

 

Snapped on my way home.

Ever Changing Rainbow River

It must be nice to not care. To not worry about trivial arguments and how that makes you feel. I hate when I get like this. I think I just care TOO much. Sometimes beyond the point of reason. I care so much about what people think of me, what my friends think of me. That such simple, trivial things just... get to me. Its as though it doesn't even register to other people, such tiny things, words and feelings simply make no impact on them, whereas it explodes in my mind.

I hate this. Why I put so much effort and care into such things like friendships, even if it doesn't appear that way. But more than anything I crave affection, friendly loving affection from those around me. But a majority of the time, I don't receive any. This make me crave if even more and when I don't get it, I work myself into a depressive state of mind, that continues to fuck with me. Not basic friend behaviour, basic care, but hugs and deep and meaningful conversations and truly caring. Even if that's bullshit, sometimes it feels like that. I absolutely adore my friends but I never feel like they feel the same way. I actually just feel alone, even when I'm with people. Not 'all' the time, I must add.

Sometimes I feel I expect a higher level of affection and love and care than is just to receive. That isn't fair on others. But is this and unrealistic expectation? I only have a small group of friends, who I adore and stupidly expect to be adored by. There isn't really anyone else there. To receive this level of importance and affection and love from. When I get the shyest inkling that someone I love just doesn't care, I put on a blank face and stop speaking. It has occurred to me, at times, how easy it would be to just stop talking completely. And if anyone would notice, or even care. Just a random thought. So simply not caring and not worrying about this would be the easier alternative to mentally sulking.

I wish I was like that. I wish, when this type of thing happens, I was the one on the other side, just staring at this girl who was over reacting over the smallest of annoyances, these 'not even arguments'. It would be easier, rather than being stuck in my own head, repeatedly going over these incidences and making mountains out of molehills, and continuously contemplating every thought. Convincing myself of everyone's secret hate for me. Fuck this is shit. I sound so fucked up. If it helps. I'm not.

It must be nice to not care. And like this ever changing rainbow river, everything changes and even the thoughts in my head. It might be different tomorrow. But next time some trivial argument with the person I love and respect most happens. The process will begin...Again.

Sunday Greetings, Yellow Moon

I have hereby decided to now name my blogs after the first thing that pops into my head.

Ahhh. I feel wonderful, contrasting my previous blog of this evening, discussing my terrible day. But you know what makes me feel so wonderful? I'm listening to the music from "Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain", and ahh magnifique! "La Noyee" is the song which creates this pure ecstasy. I actually feel so light and creative. A sensual wave of happiness and brilliance.
Smiles, laughs. Crystallised Light Globules.
I actually image myself senselessly riding a bike through the streets of Paris. Pure excellence!

That is all....

I hope you're all well. I love you all!

No Day But Today

Today was bland. Boring and pointless. My first class (photography) wasnt running because my teacher was mediating a year 11 exam. Thus I had frees. Following this I had frees, then lunch. So the majority of the day was spent doing nothing. Ended with English Language and my teacher completly flipping his shit! Berating the class non-stop for half and hour. It was embarressing. Awkward. Ridiculous. He made us all feel like utter shit. Well done. A great educator you are! So today ended without much enthusiasm. Sorry. So many many many pictures.
The first photo pretty much descibes how today felt. And I just liked the editing in the second.

 

 

Hat-Fantastic

My collection of hats exceeds me. I love them, but don't usually like wearing them. As with my collection of scarves. Haha. No, I occasionally do love wearing them. So don't fret because everythings ok.