"there is so many magazines about cars"
"so many magazines about cars"
What the hell am i doing?
I had an impulse to update my journal...
...but I have nothing to say...
...and no ears for my silence to fall upon.
Will you listen to my calls of life?
Look at my face and see my strife?
Tortured and twisted,
Contorted and blistered,
Battle worn and war torn,
A life i kneel to mourn.
My life,
I kneel,
To mourn.
Re-born.
This was gonna be longer...
but I deleted the rest...
because as the artist, I'm entitled to.
University... courses... clearing... accomodation... loans... grants...
...these things concern me.
But they won't end my world.
Friends.
Only they have the power to do so.
Everyone's going to move off and communication will be difficult for some, there is no denying that.
Another impulse has just told me to recognize Matt. Hey Matt!
LoL!
No, there's more to it than that.
I know we've gone through a rough patch,
but as with most of my relationships with people,
It was probably only me who realised this,
because it's all in my head.
But none-the-less...
...I feel we have something more now.
I kind of peace...
...that is beyond peace.
A mutual existence that is comfortable?
I dunno how to explain it, but we are better now,
I feel.
Maybe it's just me again...
...rambling like the lunatic i am.
I'm also sorry if I sounded short handed with you a few days ago in response to seeing you again this week... I didn't mean it to sound snappy. Maybe that's just me again?
Anyways... onto other relationships.
I dunno.
Caz? Yeah... cool... like, really cool!
We used to argue like, every fucking time we met...
...but now it's a lot less, and usually only started because of a misunderstanding or one of us being paranoid.
So hopefully there are no problems there, unless he knows something I don't?
Ummm... I could go on, cause like, my list of friends so sooo... long...
...but I won't.
If you are left out, then ask me why, and I'll tell you.
Frankly, not everything needs to be divulged in an lj.
So, what next?
Music?
Yeah... still good... some good shit being pumped out of the music industry!
Keep it coming you people... not that your reading this.
My life is pretty slow these days.
A bit of overtime.
Lot's of surfing aimlessly around the net.
A bit of socialising, cause everyones working.
A lot of music listening.
A lot of sleeping, but at odd hours.
and...
...eating.
So much eating.
And drinking.
I'm blabbering.
I'll tell you all what...
...to make my life interesting...
...and to some this isn't a new concept...
...but to others it is.
I'll throw the ball in your court.
Yes, lots of balls, and each of your individual courts.
If any of you feel you have something that you need to tell me,
then just come out and say it...
...I await your responses.
Until then...
I'm just drifting along...
...like a piece of drift wood.
Cause that's what drift wood does.
It drifts.
"so many magazines about cars"
What the hell am i doing?
I had an impulse to update my journal...
...but I have nothing to say...
...and no ears for my silence to fall upon.
Will you listen to my calls of life?
Look at my face and see my strife?
Tortured and twisted,
Contorted and blistered,
Battle worn and war torn,
A life i kneel to mourn.
My life,
I kneel,
To mourn.
Re-born.
This was gonna be longer...
but I deleted the rest...
because as the artist, I'm entitled to.
University... courses... clearing... accomodation... loans... grants...
...these things concern me.
But they won't end my world.
Friends.
Only they have the power to do so.
Everyone's going to move off and communication will be difficult for some, there is no denying that.
Another impulse has just told me to recognize Matt. Hey Matt!
LoL!
No, there's more to it than that.
I know we've gone through a rough patch,
but as with most of my relationships with people,
It was probably only me who realised this,
because it's all in my head.
But none-the-less...
...I feel we have something more now.
I kind of peace...
...that is beyond peace.
A mutual existence that is comfortable?
I dunno how to explain it, but we are better now,
I feel.
Maybe it's just me again...
...rambling like the lunatic i am.
I'm also sorry if I sounded short handed with you a few days ago in response to seeing you again this week... I didn't mean it to sound snappy. Maybe that's just me again?
Anyways... onto other relationships.
I dunno.
Caz? Yeah... cool... like, really cool!
We used to argue like, every fucking time we met...
...but now it's a lot less, and usually only started because of a misunderstanding or one of us being paranoid.
So hopefully there are no problems there, unless he knows something I don't?
Ummm... I could go on, cause like, my list of friends so sooo... long...
...but I won't.
If you are left out, then ask me why, and I'll tell you.
Frankly, not everything needs to be divulged in an lj.
So, what next?
Music?
Yeah... still good... some good shit being pumped out of the music industry!
Keep it coming you people... not that your reading this.
My life is pretty slow these days.
A bit of overtime.
Lot's of surfing aimlessly around the net.
A bit of socialising, cause everyones working.
A lot of music listening.
A lot of sleeping, but at odd hours.
and...
...eating.
So much eating.
And drinking.
I'm blabbering.
I'll tell you all what...
...to make my life interesting...
...and to some this isn't a new concept...
...but to others it is.
I'll throw the ball in your court.
Yes, lots of balls, and each of your individual courts.
If any of you feel you have something that you need to tell me,
then just come out and say it...
...I await your responses.
Until then...
I'm just drifting along...
...like a piece of drift wood.
Cause that's what drift wood does.
It drifts.
(no subject)
Date: 2002-08-07 03:04 pm (UTC)