Oh Clare

"Chk chk BOOM and I ran away 'cause that's all I wanted to see"

Yawn

Every time i'm hating home and feel like I want to pack my shit and walk, I just look at these awe-inspiring pictures and quietly say to myself...






You can't afford it, you dumb bitch.



You almost thought I was getting romantic.
I do love my home though, it's quiet and my fences arent tagged with gang signs from gangs that a horde of 14 year olds created during recess. I mean, we do get the odd car blowing up at 4am down the street or at the park but it grows on you.

49 seconds isn't enough

I've been listening to a lot of old music and claimed that there was nothing new to listen to because it was all just shitty noise. I'm actually just being a little shitty because I have a vagina and therefore have femotions. Anyway, somewhere off in the distance Passion Pit were waving to me, telling me that there was hope amongst the faeces.

Like lonely people to pyramid schemes, I was sold within the first few seconds and am now starting to bring people into this magic.

Oh and I just realised that there are so many(3) references to poo. Deal.

Wine not?

Woah, am I plastered.

My world is spinning but that could be because I'm slightly tilted and leaning on my bedpost which is suprisingly strong. I typed that really fast and I seem to be doing alright with grammaer and spelling. Oh wait not anymore.

So tonight I recived an award, an expensicves book and a cheque for beign an exceptional student at TAFE..,

Seriously, theree was an open bar and every two sipsd of my drink and the wait staff kept topping it up. This was even more amazing thn aforementioned award. Endless bottles of wine were given away as gifts, I got two because this never really happens to me and it's a beautiful opportunity.


Bye.

Senility

Old people, if you didn't have it (sigh, most of you), you'd be considered fucking assholes.

An old man farted on me and my bff today. He lost his faith in humanity and I completely forgot where I was headed. I've been caught off guard before, if you have a brother, this is not uncommon but this old guy really fucked us over.

I think he went for a coffee afterwards. This is dangerous. Coffee induced poop + deteriorating motor skills + not giving a fuck about the opinion of others = A mess in Central Station that'll set your generation so far back that people aren't even going to notice the stupid fluorescent, fanny pack wearing morons "shuffling" all around.

Really.

Things are so normal and boring right now that it's taken me so long to think about what to write here. I then realised that if it's taking me almost an hour to figure it out, I obviously have nothing good to say. So I thought that i'll just blog about how I have nothing to say, because that makes sense to me.

GTFO GFC

I spent
I'm spent.

An open encyclopedia added to the mess looks like i've been studying. My internet has been painfully slow so at times like these i'd like to have a lot of reading material to keep me from going homicidal. Issue 1 of LOVE mag, Hunter S. Thompson and any outdated encyclopedia books do it for me.

Those Maltesers were ridiculously priced and I will never purchase another snack from the movies ever again. Yes, of course I knew they were that much but it was only after buying it did it really sink in. Every time they jack up the prices of tickets, I start to appreciate pirated copies. Even the copies with poor translation and the sight of people getting up and shuffling down their row.

I'm going to get back to all that stuff I just said up there and probably work on being a greater menace to society.