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[Feb. 23rd, 2006|06:36 pm] |
It must be a full moon or something today
cause i have served some seriously fucked up customers |
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[Feb. 16th, 2006|09:04 am] |
lately i have not been eating well
i have cut my hair and put blue streams through it
i have started and finished reading a book which i have not done in a long time
i have slaved away for my little brother, making him a dozen paper roses for his new girlfriend
i have consumed an entire strawberry smoothie even though i am lactose intolerant
jen have you received my cds yet? |
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[Feb. 9th, 2006|07:27 pm] |
my little brother is back
he bought me trinkets,shirts and two gorgeous scenic paintings from some poor street artist
and now my room smells like china, like my grandmother whom i havn't seen in years
i plan to visit china at the end of the year... i desperatly need to go.
i miss my grandma |
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[Feb. 7th, 2006|07:50 pm] |
god, i knew i said i wasn't going to write here anymore... but i miss the place...
and need somewhere to vent.
current randomness
i have a seriously disturbing problem...
one of my male budgies keeps humping my male cockatiel
and unfortunately google does not have the answer
and i do not want to take that particular budgie out of the aviary
cause that would just be sad having him all by himself
man i thought google knew everything
retail makes you generalise people...
and what i have noticed is..
..old people are either really really sweet or really really mean
..indian men are assholes.. so far(i have not met a nice one yet)
..american people tend to be rather arogant and obnoxious
..irish people are really chirpy and happy
..little old italian women like to pretend they can't read or write english and try to get you to write there letters for them
..there are actually people out there who seem to like having tantrums in public
my little brother comes back from china/hong kong tommorow evening.. he has been there for two months
and i am entirely jealous.
but atleast he will bring back gifts and trinkets
asia has the best trinkety junk ever
and that is all the randomness i can be bothered to write at the moment... |
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[Oct. 23rd, 2005|12:38 pm] |
because everyone else took pictures...
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[Oct. 23rd, 2005|12:26 pm] |
its alive... really.. it is.
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[Oct. 9th, 2005|06:19 pm] |
i know i said i wasn't going to write in here anymore...
it will just be a photo journal.. when i can be bothered....
but
i am starting my new job tommorow
at the australian post
and i am shitting myself
fingers crossed that i don't fuck up |
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[Oct. 1st, 2005|03:39 pm] |
i don't think i will be writing here anymore...
maybe i will make this a photo journal instead. |
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[Sep. 19th, 2005|12:26 pm] |
been crying all night and my eyes are so puffy that i can only half open them
so i called work and told them i was sick i can't stand that place anymore anyways
fuck them i had a dream that a snake was after me and it kept biting me and i was
frantically trying to make my way to the hospital but when i got there no one would
help me and i was going to die and i woke up all sweaty and sticky and my head was
aching incredibly and i love you more then really expensive foreign chocolate
i swear i do i had a cold wet towel over my eyes for half an hour and the puffiness
has only subsided enough for me to leave your house but i still look weird so i wore
my super cool jackie O sunnies for my trip home and now i will not leave my room
unless it is for food and toilet breaks i love you more than my new addiction
i promise |
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[Sep. 16th, 2005|10:59 am] |
She was annoyed at me because i didn't notice her weight loss
and everyone else did
i wanted to say -
well sorry, but i don't look at people and assess whether their ass is smaller this week then last week
I don't want anyone to know how much money i spent on beads yesterday
but i made these and i think this is going to be my new addiction -
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[Sep. 13th, 2005|07:11 pm] |
My fingertips are sore. i suspect frostbite.
costanza sat next to me on the bus this morning
even though there were plenty of empty seats
i was freaked out
the whole bus trip i was expecting him to say something weird to me
or worse...
but he didn't
let me tell you some stories about costanza...
he has been living across the road from me for at least 8 years now
as teenagers us neighborhood kids use to talk about him quite alot...
maybe he retarded? maybe he's serial killer? maybe he's a secret assassin who pretends to be retarded?
he has a high brick wall along the side of his house that faces my house
i have seen him peeking over at people as they walk past through my window
he had a brick garage built on the other side of his house even though he already has a double garage
and he lives alone so it doesn't make sense
sometimes i see him running to the bus stop still putting his pants on
this one time i was saving a cat from my front yard from these two big dogs
one of them had bit my hand so i was bleeding and trying to bash these dogs away
this poor cat had been injured pretty badly and couldn't move
i look up and see costanza standing there across the road watching me
he didn't do a thing. he didn't looked shocked or scared.. he had no facial expression.
he MUST be retarded.
i bet you all wish you could have a creepy neighbor like mine just so you can have stories to tell!
one day i will break into his house
i will break into his house and find bodies in the freezer.
you just wait. |
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[Sep. 12th, 2005|08:13 pm] |
I am standing in a newsagency and
a big unshaving scary looking man in a black coat hits my shoulder as he walks past me
"sorry" he says without looking at me
"no you're not" i say quietly...
he hears me and gives me a strange annoyed look
i walk away
thinking how i am starting to speak my mind more and more
and if i should try to stop....
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I received JEN's zines today and they're super perty and just really good!
Go to her website HERE and tell her how good her photography is! |
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[Sep. 8th, 2005|07:10 pm] |
umm.. i just downloaded 'beautiful soul' by jesse maccartney..
i don't usually listen to this type of music and i may have just lost my 'punkrockchick' label
but man it's catchy...
just don't tell anyone ok..
oh
and i made two pairs of earrings today even though i don't have my ears pierced..
i had a creative moment..
but its gone now. |
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[Aug. 31st, 2005|05:34 pm] |
Today has been kind of miserable.. and i'm not just talking about the weather.
I got up super early this morning to catch two buses to the other side of town to do some stupid test for a potential job.
Jen it wasn't an aptitude test!
half of it was physcological questions like - do you think people spy on you?
do you ever feel sad and depressed? do people find you unreliable?
the other half was number sequences (which was fairly easy), patterns (really really hard patterns which i'm certain i fucked up on) and word association (which was kind of ridiculous).
I don't know how i went, but the lady said she would call me back in a few weeks.
So after i finished the test i went and waited at the bus stop for over an hour and a half!
And what was even more shitty about it was the fact that it was cold, windy and raining.
My lips literally went blue. The fucking bus didn't come.... after i finally managed to coax my brother to come pick me up i saw the bus around the corner.. it appeared to have broken down.. fuckers.
on the up side.. i just received a box full of goulburn valley fruit leathers!
It is the most amazing stuff you have ever tasted! all natural.all aussie. no preservatives and no chemicals.
i have a headache. |
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[Aug. 29th, 2005|07:52 pm] |
in the morning
i get up and tie my hair back
i don't ever bother brushing it
i do the usual bathroom stuff
i eat disgusting things like pizza pockets
and drink afternoon tea for breakfast
i speed walk to the bus stop
and the same people are always there -
the elusive man i named costanza
cause thats who he looks like to me
across the road without my glasses on
i swear to god he spies on me when ever i walk past his house
and i swear to god i'm not paranoid
then theres the girl with orange hair
i tried to talk to her once
all i know about her is that she's 18
and wants to study psychology next year
and then theres the ugly guy
who makes me nervous in a good way
even though i find him unattractive
he always lets me on the bus before he does
and i think he does this just so he can stare at my butt
for a few seconds while we're boarding
and i swear to god i'm not paranoid
i walk really slowly to work
so i don't get there too early
i think about getting hit by cars when i cross the roads
i pretend to be nice all day
and wonder if people can tell a fake smile from a real one
i compliment people on there hair, clothes, jewelery
just to make conversation
the things people tell me....
people love talking about there pets
they'll tell you there whole fucking life story
i just nod and smile and sound like i'm interested
on the way home people stare at me
i'm covered in assorted animal fur
and i must smell like a puppy
or maybe a kitten
but probably more like shit
walking home in the dark scares me
especially when cars slow down when they're passing you
and yr trying to cross the road
i shouldn't have to be so fearful
and i swear to god i'm not paranoid |
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[Aug. 27th, 2005|04:56 pm] |
taking photos of school playgrounds and playing songs i use to know on guitar
just for old times sake they keep asking me where i'm going half way out the
door and i say no where and leave i want to throw most things out the window
and keep birds in my pocket i'm sucking on lolly pops so hard i break the skin
on the roof of my mouth and i couldn't just buy one lolly pop i had to buy
eight cause i am craving sugar so bad i'm afraid of getting diabetes but i
won't stop myself i'm liking the name 'murder' for a dog and everyone thinks
i'm crazy i am going to give someone a present that someone else gave me and
i won't feel bad about it cause she thinks i'm going to hell anyways i ate
duck yesterday and it was really good i only eat it when he's out of town
cause ducks are his favourite animal and he crucifies me every time i ask for
it i go to bed feeling like i'm in the wrong place and in my dreams i can
catch knives blindfolded and i carry a big shiny gun with a silencer on the
end my head is filled with violence and love and i wouldn't have it any other
way i wouldn't have it any other way |
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[Aug. 27th, 2005|10:52 am] |
'I want matches in case i suddenly have to burn' - nicole blackman
I have dyed my hair blue black. it was dyed brown before and my roots were showing badly.
I made the mistake of not putting vaseline on my ears and neck etc, you can guess what happened.
I am lonely and S.A.D and am trying desperately to distract myself from everything.
I have borrowed K's acoustic guitar and i don't know if i want to give it back.
I havn't played for so long it hurts my fingers, but i like it.
I am having trouble reading chuck palahniuks new book 'haunted'.
I think he's losing it. the first couple of books were so incredibly good. what happened?
He is still my favourite author and if he was to start a religious cult i would be one of his space monkeys.
my brain is all mush right now. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2005|10:32 am] |
i am incredibly broke/n at the moment.
the last few weeks its been vets, doctors and dentists.
i went to the dentist this morning and discovered that i have 3, possibly 4 cavities.
i had two filled today which cost me $364 and i have to go back next month to get my other ones done.
oh and i need to floss more too.
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what do you do when you love someone, but aren't IN love with them anymore? |
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