They don't make clothes for people with glasses any more. You have to leave them be when you sit down and they can be easily lost or stolen - well. It seems like contacts are the answer, you can buy them and fit them and even try them for thirty days, and if you don't like them you can send them back for a full refund - except for your fitting fee with stays with the dealer. If you want it back you can contact J-bell Optics on 1483 5th avenue - phone number 018 3335555 - 018 3335555. So these are the days my friends, and these are the days my friends.

I lost some cash in the drama department - when some thieves and rouges from year 7 saw it as their prerogative. I went back to look for it and it was gone - well. The answer is a card and that sends things automatically except at fairs where it is useless - but apart from that they are very convenient, you can get one cheap or free and when you break one you don't loose any dough except for the price for a new card. If you want to cancel your card for very little reason at all you may ring your service provider, mine is 0800 3106301 - 0800 3106301. So these are the days my friends, and these are the days my friends. And these are the days my friends.

My friends are gods.

Works by Rene Magritte P1

Time Transfixed/La duree poignardee


The Rape/Le Voil

The Listening Room/La chambre d'ecoute

All of these pictures will be well known to the modern expressionist. In his paintings Magritte shows a level of grounded realisim amongst his thoughts that is a breash of fresh air, and remains unique even after all his imitators. I scan too big so part two is on its way, along with an invisable man.

Ok, so we have Jack. Jack falls in love with Isabel, but Isabel is in a bit of a fix because although she likes Jack she can't do jack-shit because of Aya, a paedophile trader whom Isabel works for. He likes to keep Isabel as his own.

So Jack comes up with a plan, that him and Isabel do all their doing stuff in secret, he's only really interested in sex, so that's what he means. Isabel is frankly a lot smarter than Jack -the-womaniser takes her for, so knows his plan and doesn't want to do anything unless he actually cares about her. So he pretends to, and Isabel slowly slips in her ignorance of him.

Then comes Aya, who is a LOT smarter than anybody takes him for, who knows the whole thing, and subtly tries to stop them, however as the pair get more and more prevalent Aya becomes manipulative and sadistic to stop them ever being happy with each other, and he wins, even through his death, when at last he wakes up and the blood runs from his eyes;

Hagley
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Crowds of fat wankers,
the air is damp
and we're all moving,
to a park.

We have blue,
walls,
and crowds of fat wankers,
washing your shoes
after stepping through their pudding,
the novelty is long gone.

Does it have daisies?
Or only pretty pictures,
drawn, if you'll indulge me,
by skinny wankers, you'd fit in well

A game of Cake

Ok, I have made a game, and nobody has commented since the holidays so you all are playing.

How do you get the delicious cake?
(Post your answer on your own blog)

So you all know what I'm thinking of, and so one has to be creative, I have made a few examples:

The Revenge of the Fittest

Selly lettle gals
Speak in selly lettle ways

So raising skinny, bitchy little waiters
To be fucked
Makes sense to me at last

Like they know what they mean,
Or what they want

So let’s hang them off our dicks!
Keys on a key ring
And use butter to fit ourselves into their tiny heads

It’s not like they’re going to stop us
But they might find out… (Ahh!)
That we loose them like socks

So quietly now boys
Or they’ll think it’s us to blame
Leach off every one of us
And treat us all the same

I think its a little short... It certainaly doesn't last long. What do you think?

Forget the livejornal thing, but there will be a new blog soon!

Love you

I am tired

Ok, new blog.

Expressions of Myself

Posting has lately been proving difficult, I think because I exhaust myself too much in real life to think of post ideas, but I hope that the last two posts are the start of a breakthrough.

My eye has always facinated me. (And other peoples eyes, but I don't get to look into them as often) It has such depth and shows so much expression, even despite what I am trying to show my feeling are. These are a few random photos that have intrested me, they may or may not intrest you.

And a kitten:

Its hard but I'm surviving so far! I want to see you!

THIS TEMPLATE SUCKS

I NEED A KNEW ONE

AND I'LL GET BACK TO YOU WHEN I HAVE ONE

Suggest a post idea to me. I'm all out of brain cells.

Checkn'

SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL

I am so happy to see everyone again! There all so fantasitic and amazing and a whole lot of other things! I can't be bothered telling you a detailed description so I'll do that some time later today. Don't stop checkn'!

A Suprise from the Don

OK, what to post? Oh! Some of you should be getting my birthday invitations in the mail soon. The reason I'm sending them like that is because it means I don't have to talk to you! Ha! So, anyhow, have fun with that little titbit!

Greetings Starshine! The Earth Says Hello!

Well, Im Back. Fels like forever that Ive been away, even though it hasn't (forever would be a lot longer). Anyhoo, Ive been on a camp. A riding camp. Really bored the hell out of me. No Reception (well, not much, you had to be in a certain place), no internet, no music. Right now I'm listening to Rock N' Roll by Led Zepplin, next I think I'll put on some Bjork, Venus as a Boy, brilliant song. I now have wery few people to talk to, Siobhens away, which isn't really a massive problem, but she is one of the two people who actually read my blog, so she gets a mention. Besides, she said she liked it, which always gets you brownie points with the Don. If your one of the people who read my blog once but never do anything with it. txt me, or do something else drastic. Unless your a pedophile, of course. Here, I'll kick start the conversation, Hows your day going so far?

Anyhoo, I think I've developed a strange and unnatural sense of atachment. I love you is a great line, in its place. I just love everyone so much these days! Perhaps its a phase. I Love You!

Comment! What do you think? like this blog? hate this blog? I can take critisisim. What should I do more of? Tell me. Hmmm...

The yellow Bannana that is me is leaving now, Enjoy the rest of your day, and life. Some of you really need one.

Emergency

Now I'm feeling better.

You know how sometimes something really pisses you off, but you have no idea why, well thats how I feel about this statue my mum bought. It looks like some sick garden nome, sortof twisted inside itself. She put it outside the study window which is even more annoying because it means I have to look at it while posting. Its too white and trying to be nice and disgusting at the same time. Maybe I should smash it, with a big hammer. Yes, sounds like a plan. This kittens starting to get on my nerves as well. She was alright at first, when she was small, but now shes to big to be jumping on your head all the time. It really hurts.
Anyhoo, yeah. That was angry. Well, I'm looking forward to seeing everyone (whenever that is), mmmm... I should buy a new book. mmmm... that would be nice. Oh well, I LOVE YOU ALL!!! (Well, some of you)

My Impersonals

I hate communicating, It's too hard (talking to people)

Yeah well anyway, I have found a solution. Use a Computer! Pretty much all holidays I have been talking to people using email, blogs or cellphones, and I haven't said a word to anyone! whats even better is that I have plenty of time to decide what I am going to say, so I never tell anyone secrets by mistake. It's just weird! (Willie Wonka says that in Charlie and the Chocholate Factory and it is awesome!)

Yup, use blogs.


I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

Lights, Camera, ACTION!

IT THE TIME YOU"VE BEEN WAITING FOR

IT'S, IT'S,

THE BIGBALESOFHAY CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!!!

Well Ok, maybe it's not that special, but listen in Guys and Gals! For I am going to tell you all about my christmas!

First of all, my brother gets very exited about the whole thing. So exited that he came into my room at 6:00 and woke me up. I'm not good in the mornings and this meant that I was grumpy for most of the present unwrapping, and didn't get even slightly exited about my new phone, helicopter or PSP games. Since then I have become very exited about all of them, expecially the PSP games. My favorite ones called Me and My Katamari. A Katamari is a magical sticky ball that you roll around with and pick things up. First you start with little things like paperclips and pens, then, as you get bigger you start to pick up bigger things like printers and couches and everntually the whole study and house! Its so much fun and I have been playing it all lthe time since I got it. It's really a Japaneese game so Its pretty random, The story revolves around the King of all Cosmos and a turtle who wants a hard island. The subtitles are also pretty funny.

"Do you like my new outfit? Swimsuit Edition!"

The King of all Cosmos

Anyhoo, Its fun. My brother got a Nentendo WII so he's spent the most of his time trying to convice me to play boxing with him (I thrashed him). That's cool too.

My relatives can be really stupid sometimes, they sort of ruined Christmas day for me, but thats OK because I talked to people on my phone (even though most of them got sick of me). I was suprised how useful it was.

Boxing day was Funish. We went shopping, but I didn't buy anything (I was going to buy an Arcade Fire album but the Warehouse didn't have it as they're pretty alternative and Sounds is shut), so that ended up not so great. Played a lot of ME and My Katamari. Now I'm posting the merry christmas special on my blog.

Merry Christmas to all of you, I hope they were all fantastic ones! (even if I know some of them weren't enjoyed so much)

Big Bales of Hay

I've spent the last two and a half hours putting our freshly baled hay in our hayshed. It must be easy for the person that bales the hay, all he has to do is drive a tractor around a paddock and collect money. We have to pick up the 250 bales and put them in the barn. I've got blisters in the joints of my fingers, and little cuts all down my arms, the've got our money. I just thought I'd tell you, so you know. (Really?)

Its? It's? an angry me!

Siobhanzil

It's nice to see so many comments, even if they are only from two people. Some are very interesting, and make me realise what I have written (thoughts to myself Siobhan).