the calm after the storm .

soundtrack: people talking // thoughts: of the present

blogging at work experience because there’s not much to do. not that i expected they’d let me sell houses or anything, but since i get a computer, at least i can blog.

so what have i been doing? partying, sleeping, eating, partying. 

dean’s party was good because everyone (save a few) got tipsy and let go of all their inhibitions. consequently i now have incriminating photographs of many of my friends. i put them on my msn space, not FACEBOOK, because i’m stubborn like that.

illogical .

soundtrack: lifehouse; only one // thoughts: of these wondrous mysteries…

edit: photos of big lucy’s 18th here!

slightly euphoric due to my fantastic weekend. tired too, but that will be easily solved in a few hours by the thoughtless, senseless pass time of sleep. i keep dreaming about the most random things, like people i haven’t seen in a long time, and situations i’ve never been in. i wake up, wonder if they’re true for a moment, and then become confused. i thought our dreams were meant to reflect what we think about in the daytime? if that’s true, my brain has been thinking about a lot of random shit without me realising…

in motion .

soundtrack: mario; my story // thoughts: “if they only heard my story”

click —> for photos of mel’s party and amy’s party

as usual, there are not any photos of me. bek got some, i think, but i don’t have a facebook and am therefore unable to access them. i am also not bothered to create a facebook, and therefore will remain unable to access any photos. however, from looking on on other’s facebooks, i have found that there are quite a few photos of me floating around on the internet. but apparently you can’t delete them if they’re tagged anyway, so i can’t be missing out on too much.

so what’s been happening…

photos .

click! <— for photos of lucy’s party

have to upload them one by one here, so i decided i’d stick to my msn space

as usual, there are a tiny amount of me

actually lucy had some with parts of me… but since i was holding my camera there weren’t that many…

such a mess .

soundtrack: tre; the rain // thoughts: are unstoppable

looking through the mirror of my life, thinking of the time when things were right… is anybody there to hear my cry in lonely nights? need someone to make the darkness turn to light

just got home. meant to be doing du homework but i’m procrastinating. was out all day. i’m tired. i don’t think i’ll do any homework tonight.

seasons come and change, the memories remain… tell me why you left me stranded in the rain…