S is for Strenuous and Surrender

I really suck at blogging I think.
If you have read this from the beginning then you will probably see that I have failed to keep up my standard of amazingness throughout.
I bet you feel let down.
I bet you feel cheated.
Well you know what? Tough luck.

Hmm, who doesn't love being awake at 11.14 pm and blogging on a blog that they never blog on?
Lately I've been discovering a lot of things about myself. Always fun.

In conclusion, this post has absolutely no point and is in no way funny or relevant to anything ever.

P is for Pain and Pariah

Life's crap.
Don't think I'll amount to anything, or so I've been told.
Probs won't hey.
Who cares? Not me.

"Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines"

L is for Love and Liability

So I thought that maybe since I haven't posted on this blog in about four months that I'd post again.
I've decided to start up this blog again, not that anyone reads it but it's a good way to let my feelings about random crap out on the world! Mwahahaha!

No but seriously though, I'm going to start being a blogger! Although I will now call this blog Karen instead of blog. I find Karen much more becoming than "Blog" don't you?

Anyway, I've just started grade 12 and can i just say IT IS TOTAL AND COMPLETE BULLS**T!!! My advice to children of the modern world is GET OUT, GET OUT NOW, AS SOON AS YOU CAN, BAIL THE HELL OUT AND NEVER LOOK BACK!
Seriously, how much pointless crap do they possibly want to drill into us before they release us totally unaware onto the world?! Do the schools honestly think that this generation will be epic just because we have to spend our last 6-month long year of highschool writing 2000 word assignments which are the same crap we had to write last year, just that last year we wrote it in 1000 words.
I personally think that who-ever is running the Education Department in this place is a little deranged to think that learning the same thing twice over two years will help anyone. Sigh.

In other news, Josh and I are starting to record our almost-music-but-not-quite-good-enough-to-be-anything on friday. Shall be exciting!

In conclusion,
LIFE'S AWESOME

Happiness In a Can

Considering I haven't updated this blog since July or something along those lines, I think it's high time that I give all none of you that read my blog the down-low on my life.

Okay so basically we've got the earth, round, sweet earth you might say
nah I'm just kiddin wit cha

Considerably less seriously, my life has been a crazy whirlwind of scooters, hamburgers, photos, Yeti's, whirlwinds...

So to summarise, I have officially lost the ability to be serious. Not that I ever had that ability in the first place...

Rest In Peace

This week I've said goodbye twice to the best teacher I've ever known
It has been probably the saddest week of my life
On top of all that, many other feelings have been swirling around in my head making life extra difficult
I think it's safe to say that I miss life
And Mr Wright
RIP Sir


"So, now you're not there
But your ghost still burns in the air
Finally above us the waves have come
To take you away

And with this song, I'll say goodbye
And thank you for what you've done to my life
And Finally I'll say it with love
I hope you're at rest in the stars above

And I don't understand what you died for
We still could have given so much more
And I know you are something I could never be
But I know you're still there watching over me"

Don't Lose Your Knife

This song is exactly how I feel right now

and I don't even know why

I Wanna Be as Cool as Berlin

I'm one of those people who always wish they were as cool as everyone else
You know when people start listening to the same music as you and watching all your favourite shows and write their blog just like yours and start being friends with all your besties and then make it seem like they're the cool and original ones cause 'they totally had no idea you even did any of that'
Not that you talk about it all day every day
And then they make you feel un-cool because they do it all and for some reason, they make it look cooler. Or maybe they just make themselves more annoying, I'm not sure.

Then today, as I was sitting at MY OWN DESK at RAVE MAGAZINE writing interview questions for a band that would be in one of the next few issues, after I had transcribed an interview with Jose, the drummer for The Breeders and before I wrote an indie album review that would be in an up-coming issue that all those people who pretended they were better than me, by trying to be like me, really didn't have shit
Sure, a few of them have been to my favourite city on earth, but they don't get to work at one of Australia's most widely read music magazines.


Anyway, I'm just so totally awesome that it wouldn't even matter if anyone tried to be cooler. My awesome would just over-power them

Blinded, I am Blindsided

You know those days where you don't even know why you bothered dragging yourself out of bed in the morning?

Where everyone just needs to leave you alone because they can only make it worse, not better.

Those days when you stand on the edge of the emotional cliff and look out hoping not to fall, but then someone or something runs up and pushes you over.

I'm having one of those days.

BUT on a happier note

Damnit! Now i have drool all down the front of my shirt!

listening: Big City Life-Mattafix