because apparently, life is excellent

So far I have to say these holidays have been nothing short of extraordinary. That's pretty sad when I say I have spent it with the same group of people but honestly, it really couldn't be better. I don't care that I have certain people I could probably spend the rest of my life with. I love them. Is there anything greater then that? I don't know, probably world peace or an end of famine, but I think without those problems the world would be boring. The world isn't about being perfect. The world is about suffering shit but always finding that bubble where you can be happy and love the people you're with. You just have to find it and know how to get back.

I'm going to the Royal Show tomorrow with Bridgette and her family. This is great because the last time I went was a few years a go and also I went with Tim, Grace and Bryce, which isn't a bad thing, it's just weird looking back on. Well okay, I hate Grace now, but whatever. We had a good day. I bought the Elmo Showbag if I remember correctly. I'm not sure if I'm going to get one tomorrow, I'm more for the poster place we found last time and stocking up on something yummy since I'm sure last time these massive posters were only $10 or something similar.

The only weird thing about going this time is the last time I did go I was er, dating Tim which explains why I went with him but I don't know, it'll just bring back a lot of strange memories. What with -

Oh I'm sorry, I nearly began a naughty rant.

I'm going to stop now before I say something really bad. Please excuse me.

home

[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa,
Not the way that I do love you.

[Him:]
Holy, Moley, me, oh my,
You're the apple of my eye,
Girl I've never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Man oh man you're my best friend,
I scream it to the nothingness,
There ain't nothing that I need.

[Him:]
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie,
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ,
Ain't nothing please me more than you.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Mother, I'm coming home.

[Him:]
I'll follow you into the park,
Through the jungle through the dark,
Girl I never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls,
I've been everywhere with you.

[Him:]
We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

[Her:]
And in the streets you run afree,
Like it's only you and me,
Geeze, you're something to see.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Daddy, I'm coming home.

(Talking)
Him: Jade
Her: Alexander
Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes I do.
Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night.
Her: What didn't you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you.

[Him:]
Home. Let me come home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

[Her:]
Ahh home. Yes I am ho-oh-ome.
Home is when I'm alone with you.

[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa...
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls...

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you..

Have you been eating bunnies?

It's the holidays. Whoooo! Oh yeah, I'm so totally not really that excited. The year is going to quick for my taste. Winter seemed non-existent. Not to long ago I was complaining about going to school again and wishing for the next set of holidays. Now they're here. It's already been nearly three months since I started writing this blog and I can already picture Christmas. There's something wrong with the world. It's like we're jumping on a time loop, fast forwarding accidentally, like maybe someone's sitting on the remote or theirs some dodgy wiring. I'm finding myself sitting alone and trying to remember everything that happened day and finding that I can't. I can't remember anything. So far most things come back to me but I can't help wondering why that is. Is it just me? Or is it something else?

I think this year has been good. I mean, I went to England and I started year ten and I turned fifteen and I've been single all year and pretty happy about it. I've declared my love and found a true friend and made some new ones. I've seen a true hero of mine perform on stage and seen one of my favourite bands live but I feel as though there is something missing, like I'm forgetting something. Like maybe when someone sat on the remote my head skipped a few weeks or months and now I'm here, wondering what went wrong.

The year seems incomplete. There is this gap and it needs filling and so far I haven't found something that fits and I'm not really sure that I ever will. I'm excited for next year because I'll be in upper school and high school will be over soon but I'm sure I'm exactly ready for it. I'm not entirely positive that when I get there I'll know what to do and if I'll be able to cope. I'm far to complicated for my own good. It's hurting my head.

Wait, I'm a guy

There is a reason for the lack of blogging lately. I've been a bit busy watching a particular show...so, remember when I had that obsession with Angel Season Four and Angel's son Connor? Ah well, I similar thing has happened. Only it's with Vampire Diaries and this time main character Elena's younger brother Jeremy. Who is the yummiest person ever in existence!

A photo from my favourite episode so far, Season 1 - Haunted. It has the best lighting as you can see from the photo. And it's filmed in a really creepy but sexy way. Because well, Jeremy just has that effect on me. Did I say I love his voice? No. Did I tell him it's adorable when he's drunk and falls over when yelling at Elena? No. Well, he is. If I were to have the perfect boyfriend he would be it.


Oh, and he looks yummy when he looks kind of evil and pissed off as well. He he.

Well it's cool because I've been watching them from this site called TVduck. The download is usually pretty fast when my internet is in a good mood and if I'm not in my room. Deep sigh. But it's great because I can just leave episodes up and watch scenes whenever I feel like it! I think I've watched Haunted about fifty times. Truly my favourite episode.

Yummy (:

Egg does it

I am thinking of starting a new diet sometime next week. It's my health thing. I've decided I'm putting on weight and with my new found love of fruit I thought a health hit might be necessary. At this very moment I'm considering going running but ah, since I'm quite comfy on the couch who knows when that might actually happen.

I'm listening to my newly downloaded Laura Marling songs and the moment. Bridgette introduced her to me a very long while ago and it's taken me this long to actually download the first album. Oh well. At least I did it. Anyway I think she is definitely one of the most poetic artist's I've ever heard. Clever with words and also creepy. Because creepy is a good thing. I mean what I would I be if I wasn't the creepy weird kid? Exactly.

I met you at the blood bank

Well I met you at the blood bank
We were looking at the bags
Wondering if any of the colors
Matched any of the names we knew on the tags

You said "see look thats yours!
Stacked on top with your brother's
See how the resemble one another
Even in their plastic little covers"

And I said I know it well

That secret that you knew
But don't know how to tell
It fucks with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that its good girl
Cos its running you with red

Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both of my hands
Chewing on a candy bar

You said "'aint this just like the present
To be showing up like this"
AS a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss

And I said I know it well

That secret that we know
That we don't know how to tell
I'm in love with your honor
I'm in love with your cheeks
What's that noise up the stairs babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?

And I said I know it well

I know it well ...

Bon Iver

Variety Show, Extraordinaire

It's just like art. Stupid and pretty.

Bridgette Brown photgraphy

BEAUTIFUL FREAKS!

I thought I would include this one, just because I look kind of slim.

How It Ends

Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast.
Gonna put it to the test.
You want it to be blessed.
And in your heart,
You know it to be true,
You know what you gotta do.
They all depend on you.
And you already know.
Yeah, you already know how this will end.

There is no escape,
From the slave-catchers' songs.
For all of the loved ones gone.
Forever's not so long.
And in your soul,
They poked a million holes.
But you never lettem show.
C'mon it's time to go.



And
You
Already know.
Yeah, you already know

How this will end.

Fuck the teachers

A warm greeting to any one academically challenged out there. By that I mean anyone who finds teaching to be their prime career. You are all fucking idiots. At some point in a teacher's life I think they all experience a phase of hatred and impatience towards kids. It's not necessarily because the kids suck but it's because of the repetitiveness of their job psychologically and the strain of the changing education system.

One example who I won't name spoke to me today and maybe it was the fact that he yelled at me like I was five years old or maybe it was the fact that he couldn't get off his fat arse and do something about the problem at hand; just because he's old doesn't mean he deserves any special kind of respect. I don't know him and when I decide that he's a good person, I will treat him with whatever respect and I can give. Just so the world knows he hasn't exactly given me a good reason yet. In fact my talk with him today would have been a total failure if one more decent teacher hadn't walked in and began an interesting debate on Stage 2 Photography.

Thank you for listening to my special rant. Have some music.

Just to cheer me up

Bridgette sent it to me yesterday. I'm trying to boost my posts and this made me smile. Smiling is a good thing and I suggest you do it often. Anyway...

Limited posts, for that I am sorry

I know I've bee a tad quiet these past weeks. Well, very quiet since this is the first time I've posted something in well...12 days. I guess I've been a bit preoccupied with school and people and the whole life in general. Honestly I didn't think how much I wanted school to end until Bridgette mentioned it. Every week seems to be getting longer and everyday slower. I'm thinking about year 11 and the future and what happens if I fail.

Failure is a common thing. It happens a lot. A great man told me on Wednesday that he wished he could be the one of those kinds of people who don't give up, who keep going. And he became that person. I'm thinking about that too. I can't remember what his name was but he lost both his legs in a car accident when he was 17 and now says he couldn't be happier. Not because he lost his legs but because he realised how great life can be.

I also watched a video yesterday night. This book series Skulduggery Pleasant is being made into a very low budget film by a tiny company called Treestump Films. Which I may add is just an adorable name. But anyway I watched an interview with the writer, director and editor, and two fellow actors and discovered that he is only twelve years old! Isn't it odd how when I was around his age, or maybe just a tad younger, my first sparks of creativity emerged. I began writing and reading; I became interested in photography and of late, I've become extremely interested in film to the point where I have decided it to be a worthy career. I think film is great for me because I can be creative but also express kinds of emotion I don't feel like I an express. Film is just a story where you see expression right in front of you rather then trying to imagine it. I guess it's great for people who have never felt a particular emotion before and can't picture what it might look like. I think this the reason I love art as well because sometimes I have trouble recognising emotions and figuring out what they mean. Film helps me do that.

After watching the interview I immediately brought up a rather old idea myself and Bridgette came up with over six months ago at a party in Mossman Park. It's a simple idea really if you can get through to the audience what it means and also if we were to shoot it (that is if I can finish writing it) we'd be able to do at school. Which you know, helps because I always picture scenes there. I created an entire death scene with the help of Bridgette and an old friend, Charlotte, to our music department. So we'd have to film it there otherwise it would make no sense.

Anyway I found another more personal project today which I based in Fremantle. It's a comedy about young people trying to be young people mixed in with the idea of young love. I was told by my brother yesterday at dinner that I think as though I'm older then I am. This touched me in a nice way. It's one the nicest things someone has said to me in a long time basically because I knew it, I just didn't know what it was. Well, since I've devised an entire scene for that project as well, to the sounds of Eels, I think I should definitely keep writing. Also I want to continue with How I Live Now but probably after I actually finish something of my own. If I do that then I know I can finish something.

That's an achievement.

the first day of spring

Today is Spring. I have to mention that it definitely doesn't feel like Spring. For the most part of today I was absolutely FREEZING! This makes no sense. Weather is annoying. I was out all weekend and the weather was great. It was sunny and hot and I was wearing shorts and a shirt for most of it. It was all summer like. I miss Summer. I was disappointed in January when I departed to the Land of Little Summers and it just happened to be 40 degrees here and like 4 over there. By the way, that's England I'm talking about. Just in case you didn't know...

The essence of Spring is amazing. That makes no sense, it was technically Winter then...