I wear t-shirts, she's cheer captain.

I loved the weekend it was so awesome. Well duh, baybeeeats! Now that its over I feel all empty inside D: It'll be a whole year. But I'm content enough and I think that thats enough to last until then. Bahaha. My throat is just killing me, try bourbon on saturday, then madass screaming on sunday. I mean don't...Does it hurt or does it hurt!

Anyway Anberlin's acoustic set was so fricking awesome. Everyone was singing along. We went to see them at the observation deck in the afternoon but we were bloody squashed like right at the back, behind like all the tall people. But we made up for it by standing in the front row for the set. Sweet revenge muaha. Well actually not really cos none of us are tall, we don't block people.Xp Oh and merchandise this year was cool too...I WANT A HOLGA. Gonna work for it after promos.(: Oh and I miss long phone calls and wake up calls. Amongst many other things.): I am being such a girl, I could hit myself.

I don't know, now leave me be

MUSICFESTS.FLEAMARKETS.BAKING.FAMILY.COFFEE.CHURCH.CAMERA.HANGOVERS.
LASALLE.READ.WRITE.FROLIC.COFFEE.BEACH.SEWING.TYLERPRINT.GUITAR.GOOD FOOD.ICESKATE.ROLLERBLADE.TOY MUSEUM.SLEEPOVERS.CHRISTMAS.SWIM.REPLACE CLOTHES.FAJS.PICNIC.

Gaaaaaahhh i am totally deteriorating. Sop stories, sureeee. Kids, are always making things up, always looking for sympathy. Of course... !#$%^. Mum and dad. Friends of mum and dad. Hypotheses. Its taking its toll, I am not tired. I am not tired. I am not. I am...Zzzzzzz. I really need to talk to certain someone!D:

On a brighter note the rainy weather is awesome.x)

vitamininmotion on FLICKR! Gawd I am hell envious of this swedish art student!

lost my thumby. faaaaaark. MUSICFESTS.FLEAMARKETS.BAKING.COFFEE.CHURCH.CAMERA.HANGOVERS.

LASALLE.READ.FROLIC.COFFEE.BEACH.SEWING.TYLERPRINT.GUITAR.

I can think of million places to go and things to do when the evilexams are finally over.

Oh and I feel like doing someone's head in. But nevermind. That wouldn't be happy, so strike that.;P Been letting alot of things be. Turning your back on and walking away from a yelling girl is one the best stay calm, keep-it-to-yourself, introverted kind of feelings. Either I'm right or just really twisted. Whatever it is, keeping my mouth shut and head down is working out well for now.

Vimeo!

Everyone has a story to tell.

life's way too short to scream and shout

Living on free food tickets,water in the milk from a hole in the roof where the rain came through.What can you do?Tears from your little sister,crying 'cause she doesn't have a dress without a patch for the party to go.But you she'll get by'cause she's living in the love of the common people,smile's from the heart of a family man.Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to,Mama's gonna love you just as much as she canand she can.It's a good thing you don't have a busfare,it would fall thru' the hole in your pocket and you'd lose it in the snow on the ground.You got to walk into town to find a job.Tryin' to keep your hands warmwhen the hole in your shoe lets the snow come thru'and chills you to the bone.

It is thought by some researchers the activation of both the amygdala and prefrontal cortical areas can reflect attempts to control intensive emotions during the recall of unresolved life events.

Worse.
Malfunctioning, can't give right responses.
Communications disaster, don't hear a word.
Could be worse.
Tell other people "chin up!",
then walk away not believing.
Wallowing in self-centeredness and self-pity,
I make me sick.

Show a lil' altruism.
Physically a total wreck, BPD,
disassociating, destructing.
Fine, just melodramatic and hypochondriacish.
Faith, and believing, and the strange new sense of trust.
Got to get a hold of things, cos everything will be okay.
Effort.
Promos in just 50 days! †

holding hope, oh billy brown

Ohmyshit I'm not tired anymore, found an awesome possum new songgggggggg.

Listening to mika. Haven't seen mum in days except breifly. So strange. Woke up surprisingly early today, at like, eightish... Now its 1pm and still no one seems to be up. Read Time magazine, felt a little crummy. Okay like more than a little crummy. But then there is always this fascinating little thing called...*drumroll~* ...HOPE! No hope no love no glory, no happy ending...

Pluie.

Missed school, too tired and nauseas to boot. Was wrong about alot of things. I am such a horrible, demanding git. On a different note, gonna follow a new rule, its highy simple: Never do things out of guilt. Nice warm welcome from lots of people. Yjcians have incredible manners. Very exhausted. Barely audible. And its only gonna get worse. Oh positivity. Mrs chia likes my line drawings, YAY... Copics all dry, gotta pick up more. Maybe today. This millenium's fashion and music is so darn hopeless. Looks like its gonna rain. Nice but that changes plans to go play guitar with Joel. (Okay its raining now) Woohoo I love rain! Feel kinda neglected this week. Oh well. Hmm scratch that, VERY neglected. Like I-don't-get-one-single-call kinda neglected. Anyway, ohmyshit Shu Qi and Natalie Portman, IN the same movie.

there's only one saturday night in ever week.

Hope someone's having a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious birthday(the date on this post is screwed). Candles remind me of the time at the rooftop bar, when it wasn't the first time i got accused of being artificial, but the first time i actually cared. Or the time we had to sit on jule's porch to eat cos we couldn't bring the dog in. And how we had to use it to see the food cos there wasn't any light. Yeaaap. Candles sure are pretty. ANYWAYS...Bloody flew off my bike. And I lost my drive in movie leaflet [insert angry geeking-out face].

Ahhh..Good riddance normalcy, I don't miss you at all.

and the world comes crashin' down. been weak lately. yuck. disgusting. every little bit the needy, naive little shit that everyone expects.

we clean up and now its time to learn

Almost done with my work. Woohuuu. Got like a hundred and forty four messages on deviant. Have to stop finding girls annoying and start judging fairly. Wait scratch that, have to start not judging at all. Yeah yeah. Next thursday. Aargh wish I was going, but no, spent most of my cash burning up my hair. Smart huh. Promos promos. Eeeiks. Okay back to work...Wish all my eggs had faces! My art is so lousy.):

and i'm pretty happy when I'm with you

♥ ♥ €verything's been very good so far. The army of instamatics on my wall is expanding, playing host to the memories of all the awesome possum things and art that we see. Getting all gay and obsessed over vintage things again. We also buy sprays and we graffiti in bright daylight. Smooth criminals much.Xp More than anything I'm kinda happy.(: Wiggle.