compounded by the seasons

This is what one corner of my room looked like a couple months ago.

Day 1 Jobbert!

Woke up at 7am.. no one else was awake, didnt wanna be a dickhead.
woke up at 10am...
made cup a soup..
walked around the house...
sat down..
got pissed..
started to bring things back into my room and sort them..
got pissed at my brother..
yelled at him...
sat down....
sorted through stuff...
made pasta for lunch...
cleaned house....
got pissed....
played piano....
got annoyed because I still can't join the runs...
played some more..
sorted through maths...
did some maths...
-mind blank -
make dinner....
go out shopping...
rush back for masterchef...
masterchef and dinner....
text " bad pie, bye bye :) "....
computer....
icecream...
msn msn....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEnfZjqMSy0........
be depressed.

Third day of the holidays: Me, Stephen and Dannis

SO, third day of the holidays!

Dannis arrived at my house at about 10:10 

ish, and after I ate some bacon and eggs dear, and after my mum forced Dannis to drink her milk tea, and after my mum held us up for five minutes outside the house explaining how to get to Stephens (I KNOW HOW TO GET THERE. AND ITS NICE OF HER, BUT REALLY MUM, I DONT KNOW THE NAMES OF ANY ROADS), we departed.

Since we took a little over eight hours to get to Stephens house last time, we decided to go on a different route this time. We were skating down towards Hinchinbrook T-way station when this happened:

After using my sisters bag strap to fish it out, we continued on our journey to Stephens house, which was filled with you're mad, chormad, who's mad, jaimad and more good taste in humour. When we arrived at Stephens, we were let inside, and we patted his dogs. Turns out Stephen punches his dogs in the face instead of patting them. After a while Stephen said he was hungry so we skated down to Maccas. Me and Dannis weren't that hungry so we split $2.60 each, ordered winter rolls and told Jess Ho about Dannis' concerns about the Glue store. When we finished eating, we rolled over to the bowl and Dannis introduced me and Stephen to the other sk8r bois. We made friends with a 13-year-old kid who doesn't go to school. 

Kid: Oh I don't go to school.

Me: What?

Kid: I don't go school.

Us: Wait how old are you?

Kid: Thirteen.

Dannis: Oh WOW, you HAVE A FUTURE.

After more exchanging of nice conversation, I sat down for a sec and LONG STORY SHORT I ended up with shit on my fingers. 

After a while, we left, and hung around on the side of the T-way trying to ollie. I want to kill myself because I can't. When we got exhausted we skated back to Stephens, I can't be bothered finishing this post. 

As it turns out..

I don't particularly like Earl Grey. 

Anyway, my computer sometimes doesn't start up properly now. Instead of loading the blue screen where I can select which computer account I want to log into, it just gives me a black screen with a cursor. Also it freezes kinda often. 

Medley of Lyrics

And honestly, I have been begging for answers
That you and only you can give to me
i could only sing you sad songs
and you could sing along

These fucked up images control everything
Controlling my passion to lose it all
black ink bleeding through
the pages where we made our history

She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
And I feel myself deserving
of a little time off

If I'd allow myself to feel
The things I know I should
The feeling that ive missed
A subtle kind of pain

but your head is elsewhere and i'm talking enough for both of us
when will you see? it's not so easy for me
Is this how you want to go down?
Right before my eyes, you are the saddest sight, I know


Nothing here is meant to mean anything. Words are meaningless without a reason to be said and a message to be carried.We may as well pretend to speak another 'language', the calls and sounds we make indiscernible like every other animal's on this planet.

Doesn't this guy look like Brendan Byron?

FUN PICTURE, WEEK 2