and I've seen all I'll ever need

It is really strange.
Last year I used this blog copious amounts. And the year before that. And now I'm just like "no sorry."
I'm really not sure why.
I feel pretty bad about it. I mean I can actually use this blog, really; it's got a funky style and it's sort of pseudo-sophisticated and no one really knows about it either. Oh, the dilemma! I don't understand the world.
Listening to Muse as usual. Though I haven't been listening to them that much recently- I've been in one of my "listening to everything ever" moods re:music, in which I have gone from Radiohead to The Horrors, from Florence to Neutral Milk Hotel and from Arcade Fire to Pink Floyd and The XX. Just sort of flitting around them.
But of course I always return to Muse, without fail.
Listening to Space Dementia. God I love this song.
This has been a strange year. It has been a year completely undocumented by blogspot.
and of course, when I'm just about to start a big pensive blog post my parents are all 'GO TO BED'.
typical.
okay. I'll go then. Maybe I'll save it for another day.
(But I'll try write some now before I properly have to go.)
Right. Anyway. This year.
It has gone impossibly, ridiculously, frighteningly fast.
There was the start of this year- fresh ideas and thoughts and music and words.
There was the obsession with Sherlock Holmes, mixed with the obsession with The Horrors. There was House of Leaves, and the thoughts and the summery days, and the Big Day Out with Muse and The Horrors and the smell of smoke.
There was the constant playing of Horses, the album by Patti Smith in the car for a long time throughout the year. There was the madness of everything at the beginning. I have a very powerful nostalgia for the start of the year. Which is weird, but I do. I really miss it, because I feel like this year has just slipped through my fingers; at the same time as is has been a really long year, with so many events, it feels like it's been about five days in my life compressed in to a confusing dream, a blur of images and memories and music and some really fucked up thoughts.
There have been all my freak outs and panics and fainting in public and crying in public and my developed fears of things, and my paranoia, and my obsessive intrusive thought processes, thoughts that began at the start of the year and culminated in May the goddamn fucking 12th; two days later, May 15th; the freakout, two days after that, going to see Iron Man 2 with Alice, completely freaking out, then talking with her, then freaking out to an extent I never thought possible.
Thus leading to the supposed acceptance of the intrusive thoughts. Which, I suppose, was a good thing; if I continued in the vein of 'NO STOP THINKING THAT' I suppose it would have culminated in my going completely batshit insane. Now I just have some really awkward emotions to contend with; ones that certainly still make me hate myself, but, you know, I can deal with it.
So. It's been a really weird year. It's definitely been a significant year. I'm certain this will stick out in my memories for all the weird events that have happened. It's been a mixture of really great things and really crap things- I've been feeling really awful about myself a lot more than usual, this year- and completely losing any interest in school I might have previously had. School is just utter tedium now. Boring, every single day, every single hour of the day is utterly boring. And I am tired, constantly. And tend to feel miserable every day. And generally I keep feeling utter hatred towards myself, and my complete inability to do anything worthwhile, or to succeed particularly well in anything. I just feel hopeless and I'm not sure how to change things in order to be better. I just can't do it. So I simply hide away in the world of procrastination. Fortunately there are a lot of things out there that make me feel a bit better. I've become quite obsessed with Monty Python this year. That is a great thing. I'm really glad about that.
And as you can see, it is the night, and whenever it's the night I get really glum and morose and everything I write is like BAWW BAWW what is life. Also I'm listening to Citizen Erased by Muse. Oh god I love this album so much. Origin of Symmetry is just incredible, okay? I miss Muse. I miss them. Which is ridiculous, I suppose, but I am just so sad that I missed so much of their life- 2001,2002, the mad insane years, 2003, 2004 with Absolution, then BH&R- I found out all of this after the fact- and as such, ten years of Muse have been compressed in to about two years of learning about them with me. I wish I could have known about them when I was a tiny kid. Impossible, really. How could I have possibly become a mad fan of Muse at the age of seven? Holy shit. I was seven when Origin Of Symmetry came out.
What. The. Fuck.
I just cannot comprehend the world.
I really truly cannot.
Oh god this song is amazing.

Citizen Erased. You are amazing.

Hang on-

Wait a moment. Wait a moment. Wait... wait. Just... just wait a moment there. Wait. Wait a moment.
I'm going to be SEVENTEEN THIS YEAR!?!?!?!?
Excuse me for a moment.


OHSHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time

Whoooooooooo-hoooo lyrics? Time? Pink Floyd? That song kind of scares me because well.
Read them.
Here is a really long ramble I made. Yay?
It seems only yesterday that I was a young child with a passion for jazz-rock fusion…

Um

Well I hope my five followers all had nice Christmases.
There used to be two other people who followed me, from different countries (!) then they stopped following me, which is sad, because sometimes they had nice things to say, and they had interesting blogs too. One of them hasn't updated in about a year which makes me sad because they had the best blogs. I guess they just thought I was immature and lame, yaaaaaaaaaaay /o\

Anyway, I had a good Christmas.
We bought desks for rooms. My room is a nightmare.
Doctor Who was absurd but delightful for the brief two seconds of epic win. It's a shame that wasn't longer though. It was honestly great. Now I'm looking forward to the next part, we shall see what will happen eh?
There is no one here, I want my desk.

Also I got an electric guitar, which was a wonderful event. And my brother got a really nice stereo, and I will be seriously annoyed if he doesn't use it. He had better use it. I'll make him. If I'm not allowed it, then he MUST use it, because otherwise that would just be the stupidest thing ever, y/y?

I hate breakfast, there is never anything I want to have for breakfast, so I tend to just ignore it or have some fruit. It greatly angers me. Toast is too crunchy, I am just sick of cereal, and that's about it. Everything else requires a lot of effort, and sometimes you just want something simple for breakfast, you don't want pancakes every day or a slap up meal. There needs to be a simple breakfast thing.
Actually you can have a sort of fruit salad and yoghurt thing. That sounds good, I'll try do that from now on.

I don't even know what I'm on about, I'm just rambling to myself, whooooo
goodbye

Oh. Well, then.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooo my laptop got a virus, I got it fixed though, but this came at the price of reimaging- fortunately I backed up all my things, and also they didn't delete any of my stuff. Apart from all the applications I had downloaded, games, msn etc, and most annoyingly firefox's history was completely wiped, including all my billions of bookmarks.
*sigh!*
It's not that bad, just very annoying and kind of saddening. But then I guess it's okay to have a fresh start. And it's a good thing I backed up the data for the sims 2 and warcraft because they got deleted. Quelle dommage!
It's just a little aggravating, but it's still good, it's still good.

And I had a good dream about Doctor Who that I have not been able to shut up about because it amused me to a great extent. Hurr. =D
So I guess things are pretty alright, otherwise!!! Well goodybe then eh.

blah

Hmm so Lucy's party was good, I had fun, I was muy happy afterwards for some reason. Anyway the week has been going pretty fast and I haven't even really noticed that it's almost the end of term because I've been busy waiting for my Myooose box set which HASN'T ARRIVED and everyone is annoyed because there have been lots of delays in getting them sent and whatnot. LE SIGH!
Have a science test tomorrow, blah... yeah.
Blah it's 10.00... I never get things done.
I'll just wait for my boxset. Which will have to come tomorrow or I may be turned in to a mad raving lunatic. =[
well gj'bye!

Hmph

I need to stop getting overly upset from single tiny comments. Aaarrrgh. I'm going to go through a few days of depression now, reverting back to the Good One and keeping away from the Enigma until I've gotten over it.
In other news, Something really weird happened today. I was doing piano, and I asked for help on some little thing I wasn't sure about. I got really tense and kind of stressed for a moment, but then that went away. But, after that, I suddenly started to get this pain where my jaw feels like it's going to explode and my face is going to burst because I'm trying to stop myself from crying. I basically just burst in to tears for absolutely no discernible reason whatsoever. I had to go to my room and calm down and try to stop. It was utterly bizarre because I had no idea what could have brought it on, apart from me doing piano, but that was just what I was doing at the time and it doesn't really seem like it was to blame. It's confusing, that must've been why, but you know, it wasn't one of those things where you know why you are crying; this just came out of nowhere. From a subconscious part of my brain. It just went OH HEY LET'S START CRYING FOR SOME REASON OKAY? and then my conscious part was all WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL ='[
so um yeah
This is slightly concerning.
So anyway I'm going to go listen to AFI now. It's noisy. And that is good. And listen to Wolstenholme talking, and I will not watch the hullabaloo documentary. Nor will I play the sims.

I regularly have identity crisis's where I suddenly see everything in a different way and completely panic and freak out. So I stop thinking about it. I'm worried that if I keep thinking about it I'll probably go insane. I daresay ignoring such thoughts is a good idea.

Aw, hell diddly-ding-dong-crap!

I'm in yet another "thinking about my issues" mood.
See, it all began perhaps an hour ago or so, and see, I was emptying the dishwasher and whatnot and thinking about all this stuff in elaborate terms, when yet again it has come to the point where I don't have to talk about it on this blog as it has all been cleared up in my head. Hoorah. (As the point of thinking about all those things was to talk about them in the blog, but then I think about it enough in my head that I no longer have to discuss it. I'm going to discuss it anyway, as articulately as I can. Damn, I didn't think "articulately" would be an actual word. Anyway.)
Mmm, Whittaker's is deliciously good chocolate. Take that, Cadbury!
Here's something. I never ever ever talk about piano. Ever.
So today as I was sitting on the couch, whoop-dee-do, my brother is saying something to my ma. I didn't notice what, but my ma responds with "that's because you're a good piano player and she's a crap one." I waited a few seconds before saying, "what did you say mother? What did you say? What did you just say, mother?" She didn't know what I was talking about and I wasn't about to press matters.
See I've been playing piano for nine years, my brother is four years younger than me and at the same level, just a tad further. He has a different piano teacher to me; one who progresses a lot faster.
I've been playing piano for nine years, and never once have I received a shred of encouragement, not a dot of motivation. Just told, hey there play piano- quit bashing the keys! UR DOIN IT RONG.
So I wanted to quit so much, so so so much and yet I couldn't. I could not ever ever quit, there was no way. I couldn't. And I still can't and I don't want to.
Also, I've never had motivation to play till now; which is why I find it so difficult to be motivated anyway. I'll go, "ALRIGHT. I HAVE A GOAL. LET'S DO THIS...aww, jeez, I can't be freakin' bothered. I'll do it tomorrow."
I'm that way with everything, actually, but that's irrelevant.
Sooooo, I guess you could say that motivation is Matt Bellamy? Okay, okay, yeah the dude from Muse and everyone is sick of hearing me talk about Muse- but if someone I knew liked Muse as much as I do and talked about them with me, maybe I wouldn't go on about them all the time to everyone else as much. Srsly though, the only songs my friends know by them are Starlight and Supermassive Black Hole. Before I perused the internet to find out about Muse, I thought Starlight was a gorgeous song! That piano, guys. Great! But turns out it's kind of hated for being a single, and being more simplistic, generally considered pretty sucky to the max. Well daaaaaamn. Anywho, I facepalmed nontheless when the only songs my friends knew were Starlight and SMBH. (Excluding Alice- I know you know more songs XD)
So yeah, Matt- he's a mad lunatic genius and sometimes I worry about him- he seems deadly serious about some of his conspiracy theories, but that's okay. XD
But yeah, he's a ridiculously good pianist and okay, I feel like I'm too old to become a good pianist anymore, because I'm 15 and that's always too late to become an amazing talent, you have to be four years old and playing FANTASIE IMPROMPTU, or, 15 and playing FANTASIE IMPROMPTU. (Uh yeah there's a girl in my year who can play that. Hmph.)
And, so far, he's the only inspiration I've ever had to keep playing the piano. And, okay, I do suck at the piano- all my friends will go "NO YOU'RE NOT! YOU'RE AMAZING!" but that's only because they don't play piano and they're my friends. So yes. I do suck. But for my mother to say that in front of my face while not actually talking to me is kind of the worst thing for anyone to hear. Maybe I do suck, but it would be nice to hear some encouragement once in a while! Some sign that you want me to continue playing!
So sometimes when I get most inspired to do stuff, to BE THE BEST EVER AT EVERYTHING I DO, I'm fueled by anger and spite. Which is probably not good but, thing is, it always fades and I lose the moment, the moment of I'M GOING TO SHOW EVERYONE, THE BASTARDS.
Because I do that a lot, and I always don't do it. But now I feel that I have to do something, I've already lost the will to try hard but I can't. I have to be better so that one day, I can go: "I'd like to say thank you, to my friends, for being awesome most of the time, thanks to my father, my brother, you people are alright. Thank you for choosing me to have this, uh "good at the piano" award. Cheers."
And for my mother to go- hang on. Where's my thanks? And to confront me later.
"Oh, your thanks? Yeah. Thanks, ma, for never believing in me. Thanks for never helping me. Thanks for making me do my best with no help whatsoever. I had to drag myself up from the pit of sucky all by myself with no encouragement, no words, no help. Thanks."
Thanks a lot.
That's not sincere, by the way. In case you hadn't noticed, I was being somewhat sarcastic.
I could go on, talk about other things, about how sometimes I am deeply angered by stuff, but I tend to do that a lot, and you know, start delving in to all my ISSUES AS A PERSON and why I hate it whenever anyone does anything. But I won't.
I think I'll just leave it at that, whoop-dee-freakin'-do.

Feelin' fine.

I remember, years ago seeing 2001: A Space Odyssey. I was at maungawhai (I don't know how you spell that, eheh) I think it was easter. Hahah I was just thinking about it today. I didn't see the whole thing but I remembered there was an evil computer who killed people and when they shut it down it sung "daisy, daisy!" WEIRD. I want to watch that movie again it sounds cool. Anyway. I really have to do my speech.
Speech speech! Gotta do that... NOW. NOW. NOW!!!
Muse slash fails. Do you know why? Because they're DOIN' IT RONG.
seriously, it's not some ridiculous "OH DOM I LOVE YOU LET'S RUN AWAY TOGETHER!" "BUT MATT, WHAT WILL CHRIS DO?!" "OH IT'S OKAY, HE HAS TOM!!! LOLOLOL" AND THEY RUN OFF IN TO THE SUNSET AND HAVE ALIEN BABIES.
NO.
Lol I was on the slash comm on el jay and... NO NO NO. I came across a highly traumatic and disturbing chris/tom one, I just uhhh skimmed it before closing it because DO NOT WANT. ahahahahhahahaha seriously. It has to be ridiculous. That's basically it. Think hullabaloo! Set to angsty hyper chondriac music. AHAHAH
WHAT
Anyway. I had another traumatic and highly disturbing dream last night. (I'd had a disturbing dream on either monday or tuesday night.) Yyyyyyyyyyyyeah. it was truly bizarre. And what was odd, was that I woke up and went back to sleep and the dream continued in the same vein. Usually when you go back to sleep you have an entirely different dream. The first part was okay, if not highly odd. It... well I was thinking along with the dream, "yeah, go you! admitting it and all!" but afterwards I figured it was fairly odd. The dream then mutated in to a whole pile of rubbish designed to infuriate and distress me. Without being nightmarish! For the most part. At the last part, I was going oh god please let this be a dream oh god this had better not be real- OH THANK GOD, THIS IS A DREAM! NOW I JUST HAVE TO WAKE UP! and lo and behold I woke up, and lay there for a while feeling severely freaked out.
Today we went in to town. I got a t shirt. I GOT A T SHIRT OF EPIC PROPORTIONS.
EPIC PROPORTIONS. eheheheheeheheh.
Now, I must go search the interweb for info on Scientology so I can write my speech. Eeeeep.


Edit: AW CRAP IT'S 11.30 NOW!!! WHY IS TIME GOING SO FAST?!?? I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING. GODDD HELP ME
well I only have myself to blame. AARRRGH SCREW YOU, SPEECHES!
Also, screw you, tvtropes! DO YOU KNOW HOW ADDICTING THAT STUPID SITE IS. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW JUST HOW MUCH IT IS. GODDAMMIT.

Sucky to the max

Okay I'm pissed. I missed the Green Day presale tickets (it was only for 24 hours jeez) and my old email account deactivated, a cool person on livejournal deleted their account, my facebook account was banned a few days ago and they didn't bother to explain why, I have another week of school and only a fortnight of holidays, I have a maths internal and a speech to do, JESUS CHRIST THIS IS A WHOLE LOAD OF CRAP.
Also I am using a sucky loaner computer! IT IS SUCKY TO THE MAX. It never goes to sleep? so you'll close it but it will stay on. So it's really hot and it dies quickly. Also the resolution of the screen is messed up and I don't know how to fix it, so whenever I scroll down it goes all slow and jerky and everything is wide and blurry. Ugh!
Also we got an external hard drive which is cool. Hmm.
Ssooooo.
I had stuff to say but I think I'll say it some other day. For now I should sleep or something... I have to write a speech. Yeah, yeah I have to do that. And, uh, learn it off by heart or some such thing. God. I'm screwed.
Good...night????

Oh my god I'm dying

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh my respiratory system is deciding to fail today. I inhale, okay mild pain in the oesophagusal area, then I exhale COUGH COUGH PAIN AARGH. It's just this annoying discomfort everywhere! It's awful. I know it doesn't sound awful but seriously, small tiny things can just RUIN YOUR LIFE!!!!!! no really it's awful. I hate it. It's horrible to breathe. And I just feel really rubbish in me lungs. Also I had sugar and now I'm all like WOOAOOAAOAH srsly though carbonated drinks these days! And don't get me started on energy drinks. For gods sake. Those things are just pure sugar, in liquid form. That's all. It's not like they even give you much energy! So having one every morning as a claim that you "need your energy" like some sort of businessman with coffee, is completely ABSURD!!!! For the love of god!!!! I mean really. You drink one of those and your teeth just... die a little inside. XDD hahahah!!!!!!!!! OH MAN OH GOD JEEZ also one time I had an energy drink and it was ATROCIOUS!!! and they put SO MUCH IN THEM!!!! they just HAD to make the drinks SUPER HUGE and give them EXTREME names like DEEEEMOOON, MOOOOTHEERRR, IIIIIIINK, RRRRRRAAARRRGGGGGHG ENERGY TO THE MAX ADFAHSDFOASDHFASDOARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
anyway I believe I said, "don't get me started on energy drinks." Well thanks a LOT GUYS, YOU COMPLETELY FAILED THAT ONE SMALL TASK.
I want to sleep sooooooo badly.
ohhhhhhhhhhhhh goddddd I want to sleep
Still my dad said I probably shouldn't go to school tomorrow and HELL YEAH I AM DOWN WITH THAT. This has been the WORST WEEK OF MY LIFE, for serious. Jesus christ!! I mean, it's not like serious bad. It's just all these small things building up to make this week lameass. That and it had no redeeming features whatsoever. It was just BOREDOM. ALL THE TIME. GOD. I just couldn't be BOTHERED doing ANYTHING. This probably has to do with it being mufti day and a whole heap of people being gone on a trip which gave a more laid back feel so no one really did much.
hahaha I edited my el jay page so it looks all nice and fancy like. I'm a bit of a novice at the old CSS. Fun times!!!! And before, I was lying on the ground laughing hysterically and throwing raisin boxes in the air that I found under the couch which I found hilarious. God I'm a MESS!!!
I don't want to go to school. =[ I'm going to say, NAY
weeeeeeeeell it felt good to get that all out. What a mess of garbled english.

Heheh lastfm just found 700+ scrobbles on my ipod. WHOOHOO get ready, lastfm profile! YOUSA GONNA GET ATTACKED

kill me now plz

I'm afraid he couldn't "bee" here

I am in a super bad mood.
I thought about this before in my mind, so I can't be bothered elaborating now. Let's keep it concise. I refuse to give a fuck what people think now. Don't you look at me disdainfully, with your "wtf srsly? that's so lame" face. People who look down on stuff think they're better than those who like stuff, because they can "see" that the thing sucks and they aren't deluded. I have talked about this before. Just PISS OFF. I don't give a shit. I don't care that doing something means you have no life, or that you have too much free time. I'll act however I want and like whatever I want and do whatever I want and say whatever I want and I don't care what you think because you are wrong. Okay?
Glad we cleared that up. I'm not going to defend myself anymore because I shouldn't have to. So if you say "why do you like that band?" I'm not going to go, "I just do, okay! I just like them! I dunno!" I'll just say "what the fuck do you care? Piss off"
complete with swearing. GOODNESS GRACIOUS
See I only swear if I'm pissed off. It just seems unnecessary otherwise. Like a certain someone... who kept freakin swearing all the time the other day. It just seemed pathetic like they were trying too hard. And it was the way they said it, so harshly. Like FFFUCK with the F so hard and angry and disgusting.
See in my head I swear a lot, and it's soft. You know, like, "aw crap not that damn hell ass crap bitches!" okay I don't say that. Hahah, what I'm saying is that it's just casual annoyance so the sounds are soft and roll off the brain tongue. But when you say it, it should come out soft as well if you don't mean it angrily. Look, obnoxious unnecessary swearing just angers me, okay?
So shuuuut the fuuuuuuuuuck up! =D

GARRRRRRRRR
Also I hate getting put in to a mould. People seem to think lately that I'm cute and innocent and sweet and would never hit anyone, and I never swear tra la laa~~!!! Grrr. I'm not "cute" gtfo. I'm not a "hardcore cool tough dude" either. I'm in the middle. Don't mollycoddle me! AARGH screw you guys
I need a friend who is like me but not. Someone who doesn't follow the constraints of society, using slang of the now and saying stuff like "just cassh." Woah how do you spell that actually? You know, casual without the ual. And doesn't always go on about having no life and doesn't always talk about OOOH BOYS SO HOT LOL!!!!!! someone who knows what I'm talking about, is a fandom person without the obnoxiousness you sometimes get with people who are always like "I has a cheeseburger" or "stupid song is stupid" because that's an internet person, not a fandom person. GOD DAMMIT

Goodbye.

What's that? School is stupid? Why yes, yes it is!

ooh guess what I just removed from my room, a bunk bed that has been in there for 6 years. I MISS IT. =[ but I HAVE SO MUCH SPACE IN MY ROOM NOW. It looks really drab though. XDD

Anyway, I have decided that I am only going to go on the interwebs when I am watching tv. Because if I'm not doing anything while watching tv I might as well go on the internet then. XD Wish me luck with sticking to this regime. I need to get a new desk now.

So! School tomorrow, that's going to be fun.
Not.

Do very much so not like it.
Kay so Imma go now.
=|
House tomorrow. I don't want to watch it. =[

wrstfsffsskks

MOTHER TAKEN LAPTOP STOP
RIDICULOUSLY TIRED STOP


gah why are holidays ending today? I am so tired
had weird dream

fffffffffffffffeh

I can't think of anything to say now.
okay bye.

=|

Garrrrrrrrrr

Okay so school actually doesn't start on Wednesday. It starts on Tuesday.
AARRRRGGHHHH
MAN THAT'S ANNOYING
a whole day of holiday taken away from me.
......oh well.

>=[

soooooooooo yeah.
=|

hahahahaaha
coherency: I do not have it.
Okay this next bit is me just... rambling about guitars and stuff. listing. guitars. completely boring so you don't have to read it XDDDD

Matthew Bellamy's Guitars are the most drool-worthy guitars in the world. If I won the lottery, I would kind of have to buy one. They're around 10,000 New Zealand dollars. They're insane. I love them. I love all of them.

O_________________________O

The Glitterati and The Bomber and the most super uber customised one... that I don't know the name of. Haha it's called The Black Manson. The seven string Jazz Manson, The Seattle Manson and the M1D1 Manson (he smashed it!) Oooh I like the Mirror Manson. GAH SILVER BOMBER is uber shiny. Yes I AM telling you about all the guitars. In incredibly minor detail. Shut up. OOOOH Laser Manson. I've never really seen that one. IDK about the Ali Top one? Kaoss Manson... some of these guitars look pretty similar so Idk. ANYWAY YEAH.
DROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
OH and that random guitar used in Hoodoo is ridiculously pretty. So yeah. Hahaha the rust relic one is cool. DUDE he has a LOT of guitars... or has had a lot of guitars. Phoar.
He threw one in the sea.

ASFASDFASD THE JT-RES ONE FOR PLUG IN BABY MUSIC VIDEO
is AMAZING
look you can just go now I'm just going to be flailing about these guitars okay. hahahaha. I'm kind of dying here though. These guitars are all EPIC. =D
Hmm, wiki says he threw the guitar in to the sand, not the sea. XD

ahaha fender stratocaster is an awesome name for a guitar
oooh but the Hoodoo guitar is a PRS 513 and it's ridiculously cool
ooooh Londaxe is a strange one
woah what? an eight string bass? O_o
and a ridiculously awesome electric double bass


OKAY I could just ramble some more buuuuuuuuuuuuut I wont
au revoir

GUESS WHAT

IT'S ACTUALLY: Ye olde town crier proclaimed crappy by all!

TODAY...well.
I mean it sucked and was also cool.
I'm not going to go into details about the sucky thing. (I forgot a neccessary item... neccessary for... getting merit. and...swimming.)

BUT I'M NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THAT.
Suppressing rage... repressing...suppressing...pushing deep deep down... it's not there, ignoring! La la laa~~~ I am happy and content.

I got home at 6 today. Yeah. I didn't have anything to eat until 3.40, on the way home (which took about an hour) my dad went to the shop for the dinners and bought a bag of chocolate fish and some LEMONADE QUENCHER hahaha I hate the word quencher. I think I dislike words that start with Q. Anyway that was some really good lemonade. It was ICY COLD AND THIRST QUENCHING! hahaha man quench is such a SILLY word. So yeah. I have discovered the joys of drinking stuff out of cartons! IT'S SO EASY! Man. Good times. Tomorrow is Friday did you know?

I am sad! First I had four followers, then one stopped following. Then I got another follower, and then another stopped following and seems to have baleeted their account and blog! I am sad. That is saddening! I liked their blog and didn't get to read their last posts. THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS, PEOPLE POST OKAY I'M LEAVING blogs and leave and I ALWAYS MISS THEM. Damn time differences.
Hurm.

I need to make more specific labels, like cheese, and stupidity. okay they are still fairly vague. I added another one.

buhhhhhhhhhhhhh

guhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I have been tired all day
and it was a perfectly fine day until now, I am in a bad mood now. Why? Just because I am.
Lame stuff:
Tomorrow is duathlon
tomorrow is piano
tomorrow is mufti and I will have to lug around my laptop
tomorrow I have homework due at least it is not much

at least I don't have writing tomorrow I don't think I could be bothered
anyway
so we went on a ~*~retreat~*~ thing
it was alright
I mean we did random group stuff and that was kind of mediocre and boringish
and they put all the food on the tables (yeah fantastic idea shared lunch not)
and when it was finally lunch I got like... a wafer, a chocolate fish, some piece of chocolate and two biscuits? the table was seriously decimated though. I wanted a sausage roll. Why were there no dinky sandwiches? I could have gone for some of them. So because I didn't really have anything to eat I ate the packet of starburst fruit lollies because I had anticipated not really getting anything to eat. Yay whoo me. I could always have brought a sandwich instead but you know whatever.

Random stuff: Today I heard Muse on the radio for the second time? But. The first time, I heard it for a second, it was you know a sort of intro for a person so it was like a few seconds before fading out. It was Starlight. And today it was for that 28th March lights out thing and it was in the background and it was Starlight. Hahaha lol singles
also I had a really cool yet kinda freaky dream (am I freaking you out Bret? Is this a freaky dream?)
WHAT'S THIS I HEAR ABOUT A FOTC MOVIE
WHAT
NO
ALSO FOTC SEASON TWO IS OFFICIALLY OVER IN ~*~THE STATES~*~
that's sad.
Anyway my dream.
Yeah another dream post stfu.
So I was out in my backyard with lots of random people and it was... well, I do believe the correct word is twilight. Shudder. Something like that. Anyway it was fairly light but definitely dim. Anyway, I looked to the right and saw a planet. So you know those pictures, where there are really close up images of planets? Here's a picture.


pretty! So it was like that. But you could sort of see it a lot clearer. Anyway, I believe that planet was the blue one with the spot on it. Is that Neptune? I'm not sure. So that was there. But then someone was like look! And I looked over my house and there was a MASSIVE planet. You could see the whole thing, anyway it was huge. I don't think it was any particular planet though. Then we looked back over by Neptune and in the distance you could see all the other planets. I think saturn had a whole bunch of little mini discs floating around it. No not like the actual rings but little circles... I don't know. And Pluto seemed to be a bright blue star. Then I looked over way to the left and there were all these stars, and they were sort of super pretty. And purplish. And I think I wanted to say this to my ma but maybe I did and maybe I didn't, I don't remember but it reminded me of a Muse poster I was thinking. This one.


Hahahaha.

Then the small planets started looking like cells with chromosomes and dna in them and I got a bit freaked out. Then it switched to some sort of freaky Kahunui thing that I didn't like (except it looked nothing like it and looked like a jungle and I think I have had a similar dream before.)

Okay well that's all I shouldn't talk about dreams but that one was particularly cool.

Am I freaking you out, Bret? Is this a freaky dream?

I HAD A FREAKY DREAM. =[
Seriously it was awful
it started off with some random bits that I don't remember, anyway that's irrelevant. THE point is, we were driving in the car, and we got home and I was annoyed at my dad for some reason so I didn't let him in the house. Anyway he left, and I thought he was going to go through the windows, and I quickly went to shut the windows. Also I wondered why they were open in the first place, if you leave you are going to shut the windows! Anyway after doing that, I saw hamish outside and then I looked over to the grass and saw THIS RANDOM DUDE WITH SPIKY BLONDE HAIR WITH PINK TIPS AND IT WAS SO SO SCARY and I ran and hid under the couch because the curtains were closed over there so they wouldn't be able to see me hiding under the couch. And then my dad was sitting in the car and I got him to come inside and we all went inside, and he wasn't there any more and I went in to my room and my bed had been moved and my duvet kicked off and then I looked at the bunk bed and a bed had been MADE THERE. And then for some reason we were in the main bedroom and there was someone sleeping in there and we thought it was my mum but she was doing something random out in the kitchen
ANYWAY it was really scary and then after that I think I dreamed about the sims.
!!!!!

Il est froid.

You guys
it is
SO-
SO COLD.
It's... the ninth day in to autumn? And it's this cold?
CURSE YOU AUCKLAND WEATHER
curse you weather in general
I hate winter so much
the upside is storms but we don't have enough of those
the minus one thousand degrees? No.
NO. Nononononononononono
I will rock backwards and forth surrounded by sleeping bags, blankets, tissues and hot chocolate for the duration of winter.
Well I'd like to.
Today was weird, going home an old person had gone the wrong way down a road and the car was just there, and they were just staring ahead, and someone fainted or something in assembly? Which was weird because it was like "BODY GOING DOWN" creepy deathlikeness
anyway it was all rather weird
Anyway it's SO COLD
I am really annoyed about that.
Be warmer tomorrow please or I will be having serious issues.

Shit

God, what the fuck-ever.

Okay that's my swearing quota used up for the year.

It's fairly obvious how my day was. *looks up at title)
yeah, I bashed my foot, hardcore. I could barely walk.
I forgot my lunch (yesterday I forgot my p.e gear) and I had a sucky lunch and two icy thingies, most of which fell on the ground
I got complained to about NCEA
I didn't go to tennis because of foot

Anyway that seems like not much sucky stuff but it was lamer than your face when it's been smashed to a pulp. Or alternatively lamer than my foot.
And I am feeling all angry about stuff, you know "moral high ground" stuff okay I don't think moral high grounds have anything to do with it really, but annoying stuff that angers me, such as myself ignoring said things because of stuff.
If that made sense, you win a prize, ahahah. (theprizeisaslapintheface)
In cheerful delightful news, yaay I love flight of the conchords again. I missed them muchly. Hoorah.
WOAH NEWSFLASH
okay just learned conchords ep 6 is up, BRB DOWNLOADING
that's honestly the single best thing that happened today. Although there were some good things such as that horrendous poem Lucy read us, writing in the morning "WEB OF SEXY LIES!" and english where we paid no attention whatsoever and got twink on Jordan's copy of romeo and juliet which was absurdly funny for some reason. Hahahah seriously it was so great
anyway it's all good because apparently Bret and Jemaine wear sweatervests and play tennis in this next episode and apparently the ending is sad making but HEY I DON'T CARE, SWEATERVESTS YOU GUYS
Hahah, and lol at the breaking news
WHAT
WHAT HAHAHAHAHA
seriously. that's well messed up jesus christ on a bicycle
hahah

okay that's all I feel much better now and so does my foot. Not by much but still.