Lego World

"I've been up for days,
Trying to find a way to write my confession down.
Seems every line I writes amiss,
At least this I'll admit.
I never hear that perfect sound.
But then the judge walks and says:
"Boy you cant pretend, You've got to be honest now."

Yesterday I had the strange urge to confes to Ayla all the strange things I do.

And all of the things I love in an I-love-it-but-noone-can-ever-know kind of way.

sometimes I wonder when I see people what odd things they do that no-one else knows about.
Like imagine if someone secretly LOVED lego

like played with it all the time even though they were like 25 and lead a completely normal life-style

They would have to have a secret Lego-Lair to keep all their legos in because no-one could ever know that they played with lego cause that would be too embarassing.
They'd have this whole big lego dungeon going on that no-one knew about and they would call it "operation lego"

To the ones I love

your hearts will be safe with me

My world is a better place with you in it

Suspicious Bliss

London calling to the faraway towns

Now war is declared - and battle come down

London calling to the underworld

Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girls

London calling, now don't look to us

Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust

London calling, see we ain't got no swing

'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

As the dream continues and the wait goes on,
We forever hear the call of London

Girl Anachronism

Do you think that exhaustion is fatal?
Because I do.




I'm not even joking

Big City Life, Try Forget Mine.

Why is it that people who live in the city have such a different attitude to life than people who don't?
I mean I honestly cannot understand this. None of my cousins live in Brisbane or any other major city and they all seem to be a) better looking b) more calm or c) funnier than me.

How does this logically work?

Living in the city I get so much more done than they do. I go out, go to parties (good ones) and just generally hang.

People dont do this in small towns! It's just outrageous. I probably couldn't live in boringborough or toowoomba.

No wonder no-one in this family understands my incessent need to move to London.

Sigh

Tick Tock

Today we spent the day at UQ

This just drove further into my mind how sick I am of school. The end is so close, yet so damn far. Why is it that we must waste so much of our lives at school when we could be out doing useful things.

Freedom is calling me with its sweet sweet voice and I just can't stop listening

What Dreams are Made of

Escaping my archetypal surroundings is what i aim for after school. Ayla and I were conversing about it the other day during school. Our words went in the way of something like this:

Ayla: man I so can't wait until we move to London
Me: yeah, we are gunna have THE best time. We'll be so poor
Ayla: ...what? Why will we be poor?
Me: well, all our money will be spent on clothes. We wont have any money left except for rent money.
Ayla: HAHAHA oh god, you're so right.
Me: yeah, our house will just be the crappiest cheapest apartment in Camden somewhere and all that will be in it is two beds, a set of drawers overflowing with clothes, a table and a dishwasher
Ayla: yeah and the rest of the place will just be clothes. When people come in it'll be like CLOTHES ATTACK
Me: most definately
Both of us: CUDDLES


Watch out London, here we come....in five years.

Round and Round it Goes

This is my version of what happened when the earth was created.

On the first day God said, let there be a ginormous round thing made of dirt and water that spins
On the second day God said, let there be an even more ginormous shiny thing that makes everything on the spinning thing light up
On the third day God said, let there be a whole bunch of tall brown wood things with green crap on them so stuff can breathe
On the fourth day God said, let there be some short furry things to crawl around on the earth and eat the tall brown woodish things
On the fifth day God said, let there be a few zillion scaly things that can breathe underwater so some randoms can snorkel and kick them
On the sixth day God said, let there be a tall fleshy thing with a long dangly so it can walk around eating the furry things and the scaly things
And on the seventh day God said, let there be another tall fleshy thing with two squishy things so that the other tall fleshy thing can practise his womanising skills

And that's how the world was made. Shocking, I know