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Well well well, I have not posted for a little while.
Life has defintately been crazy of late. I would care to explain, but its 2:04 in the morning and I have to wake up in 7 hours. Blerrgghh.
But let me sum up my life recently in key words!
* ROLLER DERBY
*Zone 3
*Byron Bay (Woot, finally I went on a fucking holiday!)
*Not enough work. (Yeah, yeah, I'm looking for another job.)
*Tired, underslept, but still happy.
[And also, I found out tonight that one of my old mates passed away yesterday.
She was so young, so beautiful, and my heart is with her family at this time.]
Rest in peace.
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[28 Mar 2007|09:36am] |
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I hate to say this, but Livejournal is actually dead to me.
And I hate to say this, but Myspace is much more enjoyable.
Whoever thought this day would come???
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| She don't know, that i have, stole my smile, from a Cheshire cat. |
[06 Feb 2007|08:39pm] |
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After being told my BOW concept was "repulsive" and "negative", I have been forced to change my idea. Annoying, yes? Particularly because I put alot of work into my VAPD and correctly sourced and referenced my inspirations. Oh well. I suppose its not my fault if I have narrow minded art teachers, who discard anything that is not their forte'.
So I'm left with doing an artwork about line, pattern, light and repetition. (With photography as my medium.) I think it will be okay, and my art teacher actually LIKED one of photos, which means its off to a good start. Usually she dislikes most of the things I make, ie: paintings, scultures etc because my technical skills aren't too "crash-hot". The fact she actually complimented me on a print I also liked gave my self-esteem the tiny boost it needed to venture into this particular work.
I was thinking of taking some photo's tonight, but my tripod is annoying, and I wish I had a digital camera so I could plan out what I am going to capture on film. I don't want to pour my heart into a whole roll, only to see them come out under-exposed and terribly composed. (Hey! I'm a poet, and I was not aware of the fact...)
Anywho, enough about school. I have yet to finish Lolita, even though it is amazing. I just don't leave enough time for reading which is a bit of a bother, but I'll squeeze 20 pages or so in tonight.
School isn't too bad actually. But I fear I'm just saying that because assessments are at an all time low.
Last night I went to On Stage for drama, and got incredibly inspired to start my drama GP. My IP is another story. I do admit I'm a little anxious about performing by myself in front of everyone. I get most afraid about forgetting lines.
I need life to be spiced up some how! Don't get me wrong, it is fun and amazing, but school is making it repetitive again, and I hate routine. I did clean my room which was indeed a mighty task, and provided some much-needed change. 8 hours of dusting, removing and re-arranging items to make my room cleaner and appear bigger. It is MUCH nicer than before I must say. The Feng-Shui was just ALL WRONG!
Mon's tip of the week:
If the foot of your bed faces the door, REMOVE IT IMMEDIATLY!!!! This is terrible feng-shui as this is the way dead bodies are carried out of the room. Seriously, move the bed now people!!!!
muchos love pepito's.
moony face.
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[10 Aug 2006|11:33pm] |
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Look what boredom did.
I made a new layout. Grew quite tired of yellow.
I suppose I will miss it.
I've had my "square faces" emoticons throughout my whole livejournal life.
So I bidd thee adue. Make way for Acadia's little men!
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| My eyes never forget, you see? |
[27 Dec 2005|10:21pm] |
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I know this photo is blurry, but its how I feel right now.
Sorry about the large white border....
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| I got a digital cameraa. |
[28 Apr 2005|07:16pm] |
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Heres photo proof (kinda), of my 1000 cranes! And yeah, I got a digital camera. But I got it for free! hahaha! Thanks darcinda.
In other news, I have heaps of homework to do (ie: my SRP, english essay, history and georgraphy homework.)
Thankgod mother dear is letting me stay home tomorrow, instead of going to the stupid "cross country". I haven't been to one at this school, and I'm not about to start now!
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[15 Sep 2004|08:49pm] |
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I don't care who reads this. I thought if I were going to rant, I may aswell do it publicly. But I made it small, so at least its a little difficult to read, of decipher.
my memorie serves me extreemly well, and because of it, I am able to remember things from so long ago.
Little things that you then remember for a long time and cherish because they seem to special.
Insignificant, but part of bigger picture.
I'm not sure if I'm going to make a whole lotta sense, but I don't mind.
I'm just gonna string alot of things together and see where it takes me.
this morning I felt so crap, and sick. but as the day dragged by i felt better and better.
yes the ulcer is still huge, and hurts like hell. And my nose is runny. and I STILL have a horse-like cough.
but I feel overall better.
receiving mail is one of the best things in the world. and I still have some yet-to-be-received.
I delivered some mail tonight, and i had to be speedy at it. its not much, but its some form of contact. and now that I think of it, where is my stitch stencil? i loved it so.
i had two dinners and a king-size mars bar. perhaps i'm emotionally eating. well its the best kind of eating i suppose.
i hope I get many a comment on this poorly punctuated entry. I really like comments. Don't you get excited when msn tells you that you have 5 or so new emails! and who knows, its probably LJ comments.
but you never check your emails first, you search around Lj to see where someone posted a comment, or replied to yours.
well i know its one of the little thrills that i look forward to.
Ick. its 9:04 right now, and I just coughed up some flegm. flem. flehm? How do you spell it?
today my spelling has been so bad. I was writing something today in school, and had to wriet it twice before I finally spelt it correctly the third time.
remember PDAP park neena? so long ago in "our" holidays. when we walked through and pointed out people that were pubicly fornicating.
oh good times. Times spent speed-running in attempt to deliver icecream that hadn't melted. times spent getting sweethart chicken, That we must get again. I know we can't re-enact memories, but we can atleast hold on to them as long as our memorie serves us, and think about the good times.
I suppose memorie is also a burden. if we just forgot everything, then we wouldn't get upset that things had been so good, and now they aren;t.
Our past wouldn't haunt us, and every couple of months, after getting out personal memory erased, we could go on to lead another couple of happy months. And I know it wouldn't work at all, and its wrong on so many levels. but it was just an idea.
hey! Atleast I don't want to kill the retards. lol.
This has to be one of the longest, most rant-filled entries I've ever written. And perhaps no one will get to this point because they will have read two paragraphs and just given up.
Well if you have gotten to this point, I congratulayte you on wasting your time, and I urge you to comment about anything you want.
school is almost over, and I can almost taste the holidays. *coughs*
my head feels light and hot. part of whatever sickness is developing in my body. My face feels scarily smooth aswell.
This saturday shall be the squash court partay. I don't know if it will be good, but if I feel bad or get upset like I do most nights, I know there will be someone who said they would give me the time of day, and listen to me.
I'm not listening to any music at the moment, but I can hear "Just Shoot Me" in the background. Oh spinx. or spin. or..whats his name? david spades character. I know it starts with "S". hold on, jack just called him Dennis! I don't recall that. ahwell.
Tomorrow is the long-awaited geography excursion. The only good thing abotu it, is that we get to wear mufti. Thats a privelage at our school, but I don't mind uniform.
Ok, I will stop talking about meaningless things. because nby now I'm sure I have bored everyone.
I need a box where I can keep things by my bed. one with a lock and key.
I need to see all the people I miss. (yes, you.)
I need to do so many things, but don't know where to start, or how to, for That matter. I just need someone to give me a lead. a direction.
a distraction. I need a purpose. Something, or someone to pull me out of this vicious circle.
How many ways can one cry for help?
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[30 Aug 2004|09:46pm] |
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When you fall for the garbage man,
You wind up in the garbage.
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[15 Jun 2004|07:32pm] |
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Friends Only.
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Double Dare Ya! *winks*
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