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[Oct. 2nd, 2008|10:40 am] |
listening to bertie blackman's 'headway' is very nostalgic.
also, does anyone else think 'i thought you were god' by claire bowditch is just one of the most beautiful tunes.
i'm in an odd mood tonight, caught between where i've been and where i'm going.
thats okay though. |
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[Sep. 19th, 2008|02:01 pm] |
you are a china shop.
i am a bull. |
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[Sep. 10th, 2008|09:08 pm] |
is anyone else sick as a plague victim?
i haaatttee being sick. it makes me feel so sooky. |
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[Sep. 2nd, 2008|12:01 am] |
olivia: is not really committed to the idea and practise of completing her global politics essay tonight, with only half done and it having been due over six hours ago.
olivia: thinks maybe i should sleep and write my speech in the early hours of the morning and the essay in the afternoon.
olivia: wishes she could concerntrate. But can't..
olivia: wants to live at 113 Moor St, Fitzroy but is trying not to think about it.
olivia: is pondering; troubled yet content.
olivia: will most likely just sit here forever, listening to Med Sud I Eyrum Vid Spilum Endalaust, drinking tea and thinking everything over.
olivia: wishes selina a happy 21st. lets be happy together later and let someone buy you a drink damnit.
olivia: wonders whats going on.
olivia: mostly just wants something amazing to happen. |
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[May. 9th, 2008|06:39 pm] |
She was in a theater watching a movie when a tidal wave of blackness broke over her head. The entire world was obliterated - for a few minutes. She knew she had gone crazy.
And after that? I asked her.
A lot of darkness, she said. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|03:41 pm] |
I don't like essays and I can't do this university shit.
I don't like university and I can't do this essay shit.
I find university tedious, most of the people pretentious, the amount of reading and expected work to be completed actually impossible, the uni 'lifestyle' intangible and mundance and my queer collective experience, my one hope for escape, confronting and incorrect and blanketing.
I could almost miss newcastle if I thought I could live there again. I would quit if I saw another choice, another option. I would leave if I had something worthwhile to go to. I would run if I knew where to put my feet.
And I would go down the stairs and yell at my neighbour to turn his hideous radio music off if, well, if I just wasn't me.
I D O N T L I K E U N I V E R S I T Y.
& If you do, it's probably cuz you know what you're doing and why you're doing it. |
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[Dec. 19th, 2007|03:49 pm] |
after more drama than what is imaginable, from tomorrow we will have an inter-state home, finally. we will live in it from the 17th January 2008. unless something happens between now and then which can't be ruled out taking in the last forty eight plus hours.
8/180 riversdale road, hawthorne.
until then i am/feel utterly homeless. |
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[Oct. 17th, 2007|01:48 pm] |
today;
i got abused at on the phone.
had to write an incident report about said abuse.
got calmed down by nice work collegues about said abuse.
got sung to with cake and told funny, silly work gossip.
got lunch bought for me.
got birthday kisses from my lover this morning.
and got left alone to write dozens of addresses on envelopes for hours on end at my desk, and no matter how boring and tedious this sounds, it was really nice. in other words, i was left to ponder my thoughts. which i needed.
o, & i also got lots of nice msgs from lovely people, my favourite part of this day. thankyou to all those people. s'really nice.
my mood could not possibly be further from how it was yesterday, which is abit worrying to be bouncing back & forth. but at least today's turning out quite nice, which is what everyone wished me.
there's only one spoil on the day & it's the thought of being at work on the 26th when i should be somewhere else.
i can't linger on that. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2007|08:14 am] |
we have tickets to melb bdo, & rufus wainwright, which already makes january two thousand and eight look reealllly exciting.
next year we can start again, |
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[Oct. 8th, 2007|08:35 am] |
i want the pentax lotsnlots..
i want to take photos agains. |
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[Sep. 24th, 2007|10:02 am] |
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my mother's left kneecap is broken into the shape of a peace sign. |
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[Sep. 20th, 2007|04:10 pm] |
open my eyes & i'm next to you..
my destiny lies in the hands that set me free.
i'm pretty inlove with this song right now.
ps tori was amazzzzzzzzzinnnnng. she played sugar! and winter! and caught a lite sneeze! and lots of amazing, sexy songs. &&& sfk tonight.! |
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[Sep. 14th, 2007|03:51 pm] |
storrrrrrrrrrrmmmm!!
maybe i won't go home and crawl into bed as planned, maybe i'll go out and be a dirty hippy and dance with my lover in the hot rain. after i go to the doctors & get antibiotics first though, hmm.
yay, storm! and it's friday! and there's a storm.
anyone who wants to come swimming at the beach or anything w me tonight should call or msg me anytime after 555ppmm. |
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[Sep. 6th, 2007|07:16 pm] |
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does anyone want to come to Sarah Blasko (Civic, 11 oct, $50.70), The Waifs (Civic, 30 oct, $47.00) and/or Tegan&Sara (Enmore, 13 dec, $56) with me? I'll be buying my tickets soon so yeah, letmeknow. company is always nice. tea time now. |
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[Aug. 12th, 2007|11:10 am] |
the days i get to my lover are countable between my fingers and toes!
thats something exciting. |
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[Jul. 18th, 2007|11:57 pm] |
im flying to barcelona friday.
dom missed her flight, so thats no good, but itll work out.
um. then i go to germany. just thought id let people know where im at, if interested.
miss, love & adore as always everyones company, & will be home real soon to enjoy it again. then get the fuck out of newcastle once & for all, hooray. um, lots of love to the beautifulcreatures who are my friends. |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2007|01:46 pm] |
what to do.
what to friggin do ?
options options.
my feet r still itchy. even here.
i need to talk to you, really bad dex. too much stuff in my head.
mmmmmm. what the fuck to do, hey. |
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[Jun. 25th, 2007|10:34 pm] |
i'm in saigon.
this is a very very strange experience/sensation.
love to all i love. you know who you are. |
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[Apr. 16th, 2007|06:48 pm] |
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someone wanna loan me a few grand? |
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[Apr. 10th, 2007|02:46 pm] |
i quit i quit i quit i quit i quit i quit i quitttttttttttt martines!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
no more cunty garymartines breathing down my neck! yay! i'm unemployed, in limbo, not really getting any kind of income. fuck! woo! |
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