we would sing, and dance about, because we know we can't be found

Wow, I saw these movies in the last 24 hours: Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist, The Boat That Rocked and (500) Days of Summer. They were all actually amazing. The music was just, so good.
I set myself up with an iTunes account with my new fancy pants debit card and now the real risk is that I will never have any money because all of a sudden I can buy all these albums that I have wanted forever in like 5 minutes. I'm scaring myself.
Anyway I stayed at Grace's last night and it was fun. Then had to run around for Mum this morning sorting out our fucking shitbox of a car. I'm angry at her again. It's too easy. There's something wrong with me, she does one little thing, and it's like an excuse to just hate her for all her shortcomings. Which are surely less than mine. I hate myself but can't bring myself to fix it. She is just so frustrating, and I'm so tired of this happening every week.

RIP Patrick Swayze

I think i might be quietly losing my mind.

la la la.

I've started going through my myspace comments, oldest to newest and deleting them. The only thing that was holding me back from getting rid of my myspace was all the memories. It's so much fun reading all the lame things we talked about. So good.

Watched "The Party" again yesterday. I love it so much. I could live in that movie, I swear it.

Not the greatest frame of mind....

"I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade."



I really love this movie, as terrible as it is :)

Last night, she said, oh baby I feel so down....

Last night was probably my best night out since I got home, it was so great. Even better, I sorted things out with someone who I wasn't really talking to, and it was someone I really, really missed so it was pretty flipping sweet, despite being unexpected. Everytime I try to upload the photos to facebook, my firefox closes. It's GAY. I'm so tired. I didn't go to sleep until 7am. And then woke up at 9am. Which was super smart and good life choice #904385098564 for me. But it doesn't really matter. I ate so much rubbish today. It means I have to make a minorly concerted effort to exercise tomorrow. I have to go do some resume dropping too. My internet is just shitttttttttt. I am SO frustrated. But seriously, last night was the best.

Friday evening nostalgia.

Fridays used to be the best. School was always fun, because you pretty much had like, spelling, art, then sport for half the day. When the bell went at 3.30, your happiness spiralled out of control because that's the moment when the weekend is at it's longest point.You always got to eat take away for dinner. It was fucking sick. Now Friday is usually just another day. Today was pretty good though, as far as my run of the mill Fridays go. I woke up with Loz and then went to have breakfast with Stu. I hadn't seen him since I got back so it was really nice. We got to have eggs and cigs :) Then I drove home. It was kind of boring. It was lucky I had England's Newest Hitmakers to keep me company. Then I got to have Char Kway Teou with Em. Then Kee came and visited. And then Clare and I watched one and half movies. I fixed my resume. I made a cup of tea. I started crying when I couldn't find Sydney Rd, and had to get on Citylink instead. Which was completely unwarranted. I got seen by someone who I really rather didn't.

I spent 4 days in Ballarat visiting my best friend. Which was really good, and saved me sitting around home since I didn't have to work this week. I saw an old best friend perform in front of a sold out audience. She took my breath away, I'm so proud of her. It does put one's life achievements into a slightly harsh perspective but I was so wrapped up in a complete bubble of love I didn't let that get in the way.