i want to surround myself with those who can see even the smallest light in the darkness... or at least actively fight to find the light. or relight the light.
Its gotten to the point that whenever i meet someone new and befriend them that i assume theyre unhappy. Eventually these feelings are confirmed one way or another. Is EVERYONE unhappy?? or do i just attract the depressed? or maybe whingers... I'm a total whinger, so i guess it makes sense. Birds of a feather 'n all.
Some people say its not as black and white as that, that you can be both unhappy and happy simulataneously. i think whatever emotion there is more of wins out. So if gray wasnt an option...?
im having trouble bonding with my flatmates kitten.
i wish it could realise everytime it craps all over my possesions i love it a little less.
if you would like ill take you, this weekend, now that you dont have to work.
you dont have to worry about anything, ill pay, we can stay in one of the cabins i emailed you.
let me know...;) it would be fun.
email.
he is MARRIED.
MARRIED.
not retarded. just MARRIED.
SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH
STUPIDLYINGDECEPTIVESCHEMINGPATHETICHORN
fuck. isnt anyone upfront about what they want these days? granted i probably would have said no to everything had i of known he was married. but i didnt. because he is a lying sack of shit :)... a beautiful, hilarious lying sack of shit.. but a sack of shit all the same!!!!!!
life.
so anxious
so FIRED.
i feel sick and guilty
blah
dying butterflies
i cant log into MSN(least of my worries)
no more weak resolve! words and plans of meaning, MEANING.
so many of my school friends have children now
half of that number are married and a quarter of that number are married, with children
i guess these things happen, planned or unplanned
but i certainly haven't made any decision (set in stone) that even comes close to this
hell, i cant even pick a degree and finish it
i cant even hold down a piss easy JOB of nothingness
!
all this 'cant'. not very constructive. im fairly sure i COULD, should i pull my fucking finger out and quit getting distracted. time to grow the fuck up. SIGH.
"people can no longer cover their eyes
if this disturbs you then walk away
you will remember the night you were struck by the silence"
my flatmate is so dylan moran he doesnt know who he is.. and hates him.
Caught up with Eric at my place, with my friends, in my bed now...he has my underwear? All men are losers. i had sex with god too, turns out he is just as retarded as everyone else. "retarded" does not stand for "doesnt like me therefore im going to whinge about it". it stands for RETARDED.
Flatmate bought a kitten, his name is Spite and he lives on peoples shoulders. He shall be the love of my life. (omg, im already turning into a spinster... cept a Faghag spinster - even fucking worse.. or better! yay amos! flatmates for LIFE)
Still have no stovetop/oven - yay for convection microwaves and pizza. Huzzah rice cookers!
Loving good friends, hating bad ones. So confused, never knowing if im in the right or wrong just trying to do the right thing. it all seems so...temporary.
Somehow managed to get myself into the position of hearing 4 (of 7) of my workmates life stories, including the wife of the husband who crashed the bus just the other day, into a post or something.. i dunno.. he is ok, i think. i guess ill find out soon. Why do people spill their souls to me? i dont know how to respond to stories of rape, bashings.. murder.. families in jail.. husbands cheating... i thought i attracted people with depression, but maybe i just attract people with pain. soul pain. "thanks for listening, ive never really talked about this before...'. sigh. it dissapoints me. i be sad for them. i be angry. i hate. something someone said to me today though... 'theres just so many things.. i dont know how to say.. i dont know where to begin.' luckily for her though, she seemed to have no problem once she began. for me, its finding the beginning. i need to, before i give up on this life thing and run off into the hills for real. Im fairly sure once i leave this country i wont be comming back, not for good anyways.
Sposed to go to mardi gras. work wont let me have time off. poo poo.
I really should blog more
- I have a job, which I don’t enjoy – but I have a feeling I will just have to get used to that.
- I set my house on fire, put it out, spent 8hrs in emergency and saw Iron Maiden (with the sexiest man on earth) in
- I slept 0 hours over three days
I am SO over sleeping in ‘the palace’ (a giant cubby house built in my friends loungeroom) and being in an environment where a 6 pack and a big fat 5 0 each is a nightly occurrence. Its become kinda boring, and its hard not to participate.
I decided to fall out of contact with 2 oversensitive melodramatic hyper-strung “friends” of mine. Actually, they decided to fall out of contact with me. And I cant be bothered chasing them. I refuse to argue for the sake of arguing or attempting to make someone understand how I feel. If you don’t get it you don’t get it – even if you’re pissed off at me. Anger is fine (and your anger is justified) but it needs to be able to be seen through. I resolve to make more friends like myself - unconditionally laid back. ITS NOT THAT I DONT CARE. BEC IS EMPATHY. I care more than youre probably capable of... to the point where its almost crippling. and even if my mouth WAS foaming with anger, id still not behave like you, id still not treat people nor friends as you have done. the end.
which also reminds me of the way I’ve been spoken to/treated lately by a few other people, I think perhaps I am a little too easy going. Every once in a while it seems i need to remind people that I deserve respect, as they have mine… I think the main problem is I don’t jump on a problem as soon as it happens, I give it time to fix itself... and people are mostly careless, thoughtless beings who wont give a second thought to anything concerning anything other than themselves.
I don’t find derogatory humor amusing, I don’t find aggressive behavior endearing - directed at me or otherwise.
Actually, generally speaking, I don’t find human behavior acceptable at all at the moment, apart from Kevin Rudd saying sorry, upon which I cried like a baby. Kevin Rudd will go far. He knows how to relate to people, from the wording of his apology to his choice of ministers. I might mention too that I don’t find Dr Nelsons response as disgusting as most. I certainly wouldn’t have turned my back. I mean, it wasn’t the best time to mention the ‘disgraceful’ conditions in which indigenous people live in… nor specific instances such as the young girl raped by 10 men… nor was it the best moment to seemingly attempt to justify past governments actions. These are things we’re all aware of. Yesterday was a day of apology and the focus should have remained on positively and action. We all know there is a hell of a way to go before we close the gap. The majority of his speeches meaning (Nelsons) wasn’t too far from Rudds. Where Nelson was a little off topic Rudd was equally as pompous (I think it comes naturally to him) so Kudos to the both of them. They did try their best to leave political agendas aside.. but at the end of the day, they’re still politicians.
Side note… ‘Sorry Day’ – if this becomes a national day of generic apology ‘sorry I broke the vase, mum’ or as a friend of mine received ‘as today is sorry day I thought I should apologize to you. sorry I have been out of contact for so long’…I think ill start slapping people. I might just be overreacting but to me actions of this kind cheapens the days true meaning.
I have the flu. I hate being sick in sunny weather!
Ive played more guitar, read more books, painted more pictures and listened to more metal than I have in a looooong time. Im also becomign increasingly happy spending time alone, and less concerned with people. its been WEEKS since i last had sex.. i think my hypersexdrive has tired. good thing too, it was getting ridiculous...... theres only one person im even slightly interested in fucking, and i have no idea how to go about it - he considers me an amusing child.
this post has been rather anti-people, hasnt it. i guess the less time i spend fucking and drinking and getting stoned, the more time i spend thinking and observing.
i really want to buy a dog, but im planning to travel soon so i dont think thats the best idea. but id love an animals company. fish dont count! i dont care what you say, fish dont count. you dont hug or pat fish. they cant share your bed with you. they dont count. neither do birds.
anyway... tangenty.
going now, to finish watching the first season of LOST as i was doing last saturday, before i burnt my house down. ok, kitchen. down.
~xx
lately has been ok, cant complain - dont want to. trying to focus on all positives.
im so happy for so many people (im pretty shattered for a few too, though)
i feel more for others, than i do for myself.
lying here, feeling bad. a friend calls feeling bad herself and instantly i feel better.
problem is when you spend too much time nursing other peoples wounds
you forget to nurse your own and because of this
you forget how to let others help you
ah well, monkies.
i meet someone new tomorrow, we watch clouds
i see/speak to sexy german man - we go to sydney together soon
i cant find a job, doomed to be unemployed, thinking of becomming a professional drifter - mother not happy
i need to get me some hobbies or interests. all i seem to do is work (boring), see friends (fun, yet... we're often bored while we're together too), sleep (possibly the most enjoyable part of my day) and get drunk (something which needs to cease... or at least halve in occourance - less in excess, as is a friend of mines resolution for the year...oh how deep... i digress)
which worries me. a life without ANY intoxicants whatsoever? fuck, that concept seems so mundane it makes me want to spew immediately and right over my keyboard. i've tried plenty of new things, really. i play guitar and paint and create - which i love to do - but after an hour or so a day even that gets tiring. My life needs to be more full. i could use my time to get fit. at least that'd tire me out somewhat and gimme a push towards the sleep i love so much.
i dont know what it is... i seem to be having quite a bit of fun. i appreciate my friends and family more each day. i LOVE PEOPLE, I LOVE. i am NOT EMO for the vaasstt majority of my days/weeks/years/months - infact, far from it. i laugh, dance, play, sing, fuck... but fuck. same shit different day... and i am so bored with the shit. being alive is simply not enough. maybe ive just reached that point where i 'need a change'
i hope things pick up soon. because life has been terribly boring for quite sometime and i dont know how much longer i can push on through it.
im also a bit of a whinger who tends to get swept up in the moment.
~xx
i felt a tickle on my arm, and sure enough when i examined the area to find the culprit i discovered... a wormything. It had a small ball like head and seemed to enjoy standing on its end tip and waving itself around in the air as though its fitting. Cootamundra is a strange, strange place.. with strange, strange bugs (and people).
My brother drew me a picture. Its a man pointing at a rock.
I gave the dogs (border collie and cat-like jack russell) a bath. now theyre soft and smell good - and are also thistle free. they behaved theirselves quite well, this time. i think it was because of the weather and also the way in which i was holding them - underneath the belly. i didnt need to use leads or much force at all. i reckon they only ever get proper baths and brushings when im home.
i return to canberra tomorrow and may not have the internet for a while - kinda scary thought... tomorrow will be spent in the garden, though. i have been told it is going to be 40oc - but i will have my family with me and its all been organised so we will have to soldier on. i hate heat.
~xx
days of broadband behind me, video chat conversations aplenty - insta-awesome! oh the fun.
id swap a laptop with a camera and mic for a phone convo any day of the week.
today is the day of the seafood feast
my family party too hard
that must be where i get it from
alas
i bear the scars - they forge on
christmas yesterday
i cant complain
but why ask me what i would like, if no such wish will be fulfilled?
it happens every year
however, i own a blowup pool now
and i wonder
will i have the heart to fill it, in these dry times?
i imagine my flatmates can answer that one for me, as well as complete the task
i run back to canberra soon
and i look forward to it, here, although enjoyable
gives me too much time to think
and thinking, sometimes
is unbearable
what else~
met some interesting people
from lands afar
i love the internet
decided upon a few important things
things to attach myself to and work on and follow through
plans, people, PLANS.
i love.
take care.
~xx
i think its the need for distraction
but its driving me to do crazy things
things which
im not all that proud of
the only two people who read this journal *hopefully* know what im talkin' bout.
no i didnt do it again... well.. least... not exactly the same...
ahem. this time he (note: singular) also removed a spider :D lol.. like i always say... theres boy jobs and theres girl jobs... spider removal = boy job. Im more than happy to unpack/repack a dishwasher if it means ill never have to find a spider in the house.
im still finding it kind of amusing, like its someone elses life and im just listening to the stories.
also
rhys doesnt know what he is talking about when it comes to eric
and should just shutup
lol
Which reminds me naww Eric drunkenly told me dag stuff comes second NAWW when referring to his work/uni crap he has to do and does allll the freakin' time.. he is also taking a few days off this week because he has been working too hard. you know what else he said? he's not seen anyone outside of work since the last time he saw me.. i cant even REMEMBER when that was :| maybe like, two weeks ago? INSANE.
he even missed his work christmas party because he was called into a meeting.
hm, he so likes me. or does he? i should ask. fuck that. lol.. so immature... much more fun this way.. maybe lol
speaking of rhys, been talking to him a fair bit - which is fun :) he keeps trying to get me to move in with him which is cool, one day i will take him up on the offer, maybe in a few years lol.. when i get back from Scotland.
You know what i find amusing about being friends with guys? unless youre considered 'one of the lads' theres ALWAYS a chance your male friends wil try to have sex with you/kiss you at somepoint. drunkenly, whatever.
Girls are friends with girls, even lesbians.
in other news, ive been seeing alot of different groups of friends lately -w hich reminds me KATHRYN WE NEED TO CATCH UP SOON:) what are you doing thursday/this weekend lol lets swim or.. watch movies or talk about sex! yay!
hmm
i have a headache
probably due to all this thinking.
my pillow smells like boy
and i have lovely shaved legs right now
mmm smooth.
also, the house is spider free again. *rejoices*
i might be a vegetarian, against eating meat, against killing animals..
but...
should i spider wander my way...
all the hippylove in the world couldnt stop me grabbing a can of flyspray and drowning the poor little thing to death.
~xx
OH. MY. GOD.
I WROTE THE BIGGEST POST
THEN HIT BACKSPACE TO DELETE A TYPO
AND IT DECIDED TO TAKE ME BACK TO MY LJ LOGIN SCREEN
YOU PRICK.
COMPLETE, UTTER PRICK.
you know, it was also randomly turning on 'insert' before as well, meaning that id virtually already had to write the post out twice.
sigh.
im not writing it out properly again. i refuse. you win, laptop, you win... did you know i was particularly enjoying myself and that i had written things i genuinely wanted to remember?
yesterday = awesome
went to kathryns = interesting conversation :D and many laughed ensued. ok, im gunna leave that sentance as it is because.. well.. just look at it? could i have possibly gotten it more wrong? no. much laughter is what i intended to write. my hands take over sometimes.
rob and aleisha came to kathryns for a swim and robs first game of Marco Polo!= pretty fun! i cant swim.. well, i can swim, but ive never actually *SWAM* as in - laps or for fitness. I even escaped having to do swimming at school. but yes i bobbed around a bit, was fun. Also highlighted the need to buy swimmers. properlike ones, not a singlet and massive boardshort material pants rolled up to the knees. yes.
went to robs to help him make big brother audition tape = preeetty funny, more so because of the comments we made amongst ourselves whilst watching the footage, lol... theyre editing and filming some more tonight i hope it works out lol... but yeah. i reckon our group of friends and extended friends are pretty damn funny. especially when theres a room full of them.
ate a vegie burger for dinner = had potential, problem was also had far too much sweet chilli sauce.
aleisha pulled hideous faces on the video cam = was pretty amazing, really, that one could look so damn bad! and so unlike herself. ESPECIALLY in night vision. ameila screamed and ran to rob. lol. shes so girly.
*noticed while the other girls groaned and said 'awww' at slightly/extremely insulting jokes i was laughing along with the guys, heh!
theeen went back to kathryns, we chatted for a while, looked at some stuff on the net (lol, the internet is such a HUGE part of my life lol - in so many different ways - job hunting, people meeting, art browsing, music finding, impulse purchasing, you tube'ing, wikipedia & googling... so many things to do...)
then i slept on a fold out bed on the floor as i didnt want to get in her bed and kick her in my sleep, as ive been known to do. true story/ies.
there was more.
but i really be fucked writing it out again :( maybe tomorrow ill come back and reflect or something lol
oo Curtain Wonderland... what an exciting sounding shop. Kinda like a real life Spatula World from the Weird Al movie - i think its called UHF?
~xx
Nobody is very happy with me, least of all me. too many shitty jobs which are all far too similar.
5) saw my brother on saturday and we went christmas shopping with mum, she's such a spendaholic its hilarious. she bought about 15 medium sized christmas boxes for her works' christmas presents - btw, what an awesome place to work - awesome christmas presents (really seriously cool - designer clothes, chocolate and expensive wines), a yearly bonus of (usually) over $3000 plus they buy their employees new suits every now and then for coporate events etc... awesome office, get paid really well and work in a small town, mum also gets to travel around for work (which she doesnt really like, but id love..) ON TOP OF THAT mums boss/the owner holds a HUGE cancer benefit in sydney each year and all their clients and assorted other $$$, i mean, people attend like Channel tens syd news readers and really important business people.
its not that i mind meeting new people so much. but living with them. not really that fun. i have a fair bit of stuff (in my room) that i wouldnt want touched or stolen or whatever. i may be assuming the worst but again - whatever. my experience of living with randoms definately havnt been the best of times.
i also got a chance to work with new people in a new section, i had met some of them the night before - when i was called in to work which meant i didnt get home till just past 11pm... colin was up and had been trying to be quiet for fear of waking me up all night - lol - awesome!
uhhh.. got credit for my phone.. can message people.. awesome
got tomorrow off, daddy is bringing over some supplies from home.. seriously.. i couldnt survive without my family :| like, literally. id maybe have a room in some house somewhere, a blanket and some cardboard boxes to pile up and sleep on.. but ...man. i gotta get it together, even if its just for their sake... one day ill be rich.
tired.
hopeful.
tired of being hopeful.
sleep now.
And so the week begins.. i'm over it already. Bring on next weekend.
i need a job i enjoy.
i had chocolate with pop rocks in today, i dont often eat chocolate. but this stuff had to be tested.
i loved the fact that you could hear the pop rocks exploding in other peoples mouths. i also loved the fact that sometimes these explosions would hurt.
7 outta 10 awesome's.
went to my brothers. they had built a cubby. they get stoned far too often, the end.
chanty began to move out today.
2) i think i may be selfish (living only to please myself - in the end, nothing else matters - only whether i am satisfied)
3) theres nothing wrong with being selfish, so long as you dont hurt other people - and you always make your decisions with the proper (not just your own (which is, in my mind, the proper greater good anyways)) greater good in mind (you are not selfish if you have a sense of the greater good, if you are aware of your world and surroundings - to do them justice should be part of making yourself happy, satisfying yourself)
4) live for today, not tomorrow
5) do nothing that makes you unhappy - ever. im talking about being/making you deeply unhappy. not just preference based unhappy. "i wanted chocolate, not vanilla" does not count.
6) love. always.
7) be involved,active - experience life and take every opportunity.
8) be the change you want to see in the world
things for me to remeber, and muse on
later
sometime
when thought comes easier than sleep (that is, never)
~xx
i will miss living with him.
i will make an effort to see him.
we talk of so much, i love one on one's - conversations. stories and daydreams
jokes and playing
teasing and laughing
ahhh, fun
my friends are my family
and family is forever, yo.
we talked of love, of hurt and pain - meeting 'the one' - having the daydream broken
the knife twisted
the tears falling
the dark dark days...
we talked of the fun!
the lighthearted adventures
the skipping and dancing and hopping
along the face of the earth
the dancing, the singing
the sunshine.
the hope.
the practice
the could of should of would of
the plans...
i will miss living with him
but i look forward to the times
when i wont see him day to day
and this, although awesome now
will be even better.
adios <3 this
[i miss stoo
moments, tonight
wouldnt have been the same without his memory
our adventures
and stories
i hope he knows
how i cared for him
and continue to - xoxo
love]
mmm rain. STORMING. i love.
rain makes me happy. cold makes me happy. i should really move to another country. like the UK.. or europe...like IRELANNNDD. singing makes me happy. drinking makes me happy. blah blah toxins no wonder i feel sick blah blaaahhh.
worked today. over it.
interveiw and work tomorrow - yay. only work 3 hours tomorrow yay & boo. yaboo.
went to the dags last night ^_^ funnnn ^_^ watched House, didnt talk through it. Like the rules stated. "hey dag you can come over tonight if you want.. as long as you dont talk or comment during House" - something along those lines.
what else.. had a spa. kick ass. lots of bubbles. like LOTS. did i mention kick ass?
hmm the dag out-5th-gradered me. no suprises there. i make no appologies for being retarded.
we sat on the balcony for agesss. I noticed on the way back into the house that his hair/head is like 2cm away from the ceiling fan in the loungeroom.
he jokingly invited me to late night shopping tonight in QBYN. bad abreviation = inability to spell. whenever i am there he always suggests hanging out again - but mostly its something stupid and/or funny and/or daggy. like an election party or late night shopping or a trip to the library for him to show me his favourite sections.
he dropped me home this morning..which meant he didnt get to work till laatte. but still, what a champ. he wouldnt take no for an answer. he also looks pretty damn cute in a suit - i might add. what with all his little work tags and keys hanging around his neck. not so daggy. more bossmanlike.
came home and colins car is out the front.. but he doesnt seem to be here. his phone was in my room too... i wonder.. why.
anyways.
gunna go and check emails and stuff ooooo
and play pacman :D
i love pacman :D
p.s crappy jobs = greater exposure to morons = i hate stupid people & cheapskates
p.p.s i am SO lookin forward to my dinner. satay rice & tofu & potato & salad. oh god yessss.
~xx
