Mum tells a story about family: uses too many details. (That’s where I get it from)
Baba tells a story about family: turns into a short history of the process of rubber making.
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Paolo Nutini
April 8, 2012 – 1:10 pm
There is no other performance that makes me feel the same as this one does.
Absolutely beautiful:
A little bit of happiness
April 8, 2012 – 11:23 am
I think one of my goals in life is to make people happy. I can’t get over how awesome it makes me feel when you make someone else happy 
Yup.
What is another way I make myself happy when I forget this? I retreat into my private thoughts and memories- my travelling memories these are things that others get little pleasure from, and something that no one else can truly understand. However, I hope that by sharing something I can make you forget about your worries for 30 seconds.
But instead of doing this now I’m going to through my travelling pictures and pick and edit my favourites
They make me forget my worries.
If one thing can make me smile, it is seeing my smiling friends
… while listening to this
It might or might embed properly so here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=utZ1rJiQEHI&ob=av2e
Fuck yes.
Happy Easter Everyone!
April 8, 2012 – 11:05 am
Welcome to one of the ugliest blogs in the world. I thought I might keep writing in it so that at least I would have a way of expressing myself and putting my thoughts out in the world without being a wank on Facebook. I would also like to put pictures with this so I’ve put a password on it.
Unfortunately for some reason I can’t put them straight into this post because things aren’t working- maybe it doesn’t work in Safari, or more likely, I’m a noob and shouldn’t be doing this. So! I decided to upload them elsewhere and then put them in here. This meant putting the photos on public via Flickr- but yeah. What are you gon’ do?
EDIT: It didn’t work inserting the photos into the post so here are the links:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/78845205@N06/6910270862/in/photostream/lightbox/
You might have to be logged into Flickr. Click the right arrow. Good work.
But yeah, in the last while been feeling really down. I think it’s normal, but at the same time I think about how happy I was at high school and the feeling of shiteness increases heaps. Went to see a counselor about it but don’t think it was really helpful but she was really nice. I didn’t feel like I could talk to her about everything that was going on because I felt kind of like embarrassed I guess? On the plus side- the shit-feeling has meant I’ve started talk to my parents more.
I just want to stop crying about random things really. I feel like this is very depressing- so I am going to write something nice and happy
oOoOoOo
March 29, 2012 – 7:02 pm
I don’t write posts anymore because I’ve realised that having a blog like this is quite wanky. Though there have been many thoughts about what I want to write, I have all internalised them, and as a result I have too much in my head.
Gerbil
February 24, 2012 – 8:48 am
There are times when I get so antsy about doing something that I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t do it. Last year it was tattoos. This year it’s making clothes.
Petty problems
October 26, 2011 – 7:59 am
I haven’t seen my friend for a week. She responds to texts though. I sent her a text today saying good luck for the exam tomorrow and she didn’t respond. This makes me feel sad.
What if we’re never friends again?
I don’t want to lose her as a friend.
Insomnia?
October 20, 2011 – 12:27 pm
Nah, it isn’t really. I had a coffee this nap and a coffee this afternoon, but I know the reason I can’t sleep is because I have to confront a friend about something tomorrow.
This friend has been an awesome, really great and fun friend. But there are times when this friend is a really bad friend. And over the last couple of months it has become worse, and I just want it to stop. I thought initially that it was just a phase so I let it go. Then I realised that it wasn’t, and I started pulling away, and then it got more annoying because pulling away made it worse. This friend has put me down for no reason and intentionally hurt my feelings and has said things that they know will upset me. They criticise me (and other friends) and every other time I hang out with them I’m almost waiting for it to happen. Sometimes it’s fun, and then something will happen to upset this friend, and everything becomes negative. I really value this friendship but not in the state that it’s in. I feel like the friend is being too possessive and everything that doesn’t go their way, I have to be some source of comfort or blame. I’m not taking this shit anymore.
I don’t like being told what to do
September 20, 2011 – 10:07 am
When I want to do something a certain way, I just want to do it that way. I don’t like people telling me I should or shouldn’t do something because I’ve already decided it a certain way.
No. I don’t want speeches. Now leave me alone.
Nothing profound
August 31, 2011 – 1:06 pm
There won’t be anything profound or interesting about this post.
Sometimes I wish I could express my physical feelings through words.
Someone asked me what my favourite thing about Ukraine was recently, and I couldn’t really give a proper answer which made me feel like a bit of a sham because I will talk about Ukraine and how awesome it is to anyone who wishes to listen.
I don’t know. Feeling so weird and nervous. I might go look at tattoos and figure out which ones I want. Even though I don’t want anymore than the ones I have already planned.
Log of my time at work: 31st August 2011
5.25pm: Hmmmmm. My heart feels so uneasy.
5.33pm: *sighs* still a few a hours away til peak Facebook usage. I wonder if I should start writing Rebecca’s speech. But this uneasy feeling is too overwhelming.
5.54pm: Pintresting.
7.00pm: ate a pie.
8.05pm: feeling emotionally sensitive. As usual.
8.20pm: huuuuuugh
8.41pm: figuring out who I want to be
9.09pm: thinking about how my parents didn’t support me in doing Shave For A Cure and how much I hate them for it.
9.19pm: wondering why I get so affected when my parents try to stop me from doing/being who I want to be.
9.47pm: one of those moods where I don’t feel like I could genuinely smile.
9.51pm: can’t wait until I can go home.
9.54pm: I don’t want to talk to my parents.
9.55pm: going to do some shelving.
10.25pm: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
10.31pm: life is so boring when I’m experiencing it alone.
10.38pm: life is SUPER BORING when I’m experiencing it alone.
10.52pm: my stomach hurts.
10.53pm: hoping that I don’t screw things up, even though I always feel like I do.
10.54pm: my stomach hurts.
10.55pm: wishing Facebook was more interesting.
11.05pm: Texting Chico about China stuff. My stomach still hurts.
11.27pm: eating bread.
1.05am: yay at home eating noodles.