sweet jane birkin

dirt

IGGY YOU STAR

you confuse me

faces come out of the rain

people are strange, when you're a stranger.

faces look ugly, when you're alone

women seem wicked, when you're unwanted
streets are uneven when you're down

mai

h= "by the time he reaches 22, he will be dead, actually.. ill be surprised if he even reaches the legal drinking age"

y= "the bastard"

i am the only one who is in love with macaulay culkin?"

who said two isn't a crowd!

one must try everything!

is this of a dream?

i'm afraid not kids, giants have come to walk the streets of Berlin...

you know it's real

SS10

www.romancewasborn.com

fear








and








loathing

i wish i was more like tavi

http://www.thestylerookie.com/

hands down the coolest 13 year old on the planet.

thanks for all your late night entertainment tavi!

remember that time

the wizard of snobs

speaks for itself..

sometimes i feel like doing this...

ghostly

28.6.42.12

the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had.

and i find it kind of funny

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

bob dylan

hair blues

well, i have been studying... ok i lie, i just haven't been bothered to write here for some time. but today, instead of studying-as per usual-i was going about my daily routine of watching Daria and reading page after page of style rookie, when i really should be doing something more interesting. like dye my hair, this colour is so boring its making me seem boring. so... time for a change

 so as sad as it sounds, Jenny would probably have control over this matter. i remember one time in year 8 when i spray painted my hair blue, the teacher took me into the bathrooms and forcefully made me wash it out in the changing room showers. horrific but true. maybe if i actually dye it, they can't force me into something... then again, what can't Jenny Ethel force people into.

and something tells me that if i do dye my hair lilac, that that probably wouldn't go down too well either. then again, what does go down well at Perth College?

social dancing

i'm almost deprived of blogger these days, whats so bad about trying to not go on the computer, being distracted can be annoying but addictive. you go to school all day, come home and talk with the same people you've been with all day.

my father listens to the most redicu-larsly addictive music also. whether it's ranging from the 1940s to the 1990s. i mean, why wouldn't you want black short hair with blonde streaks? i know i sure do...
strangely compulsive listening song.
i promice to blog more kids.
x

a petit update

i know im getting slack on posts. to be prefectly honest the reason is not that its been christmas- well maybe that counts a little- but its that i have dedicated my blogging to another joint blog;

http://intellectualretreat.blogspot.com/

scream tests

these screen tests are all soooo amazing. andy films them from such great angles. i love the way his films are just about everyday things, but thats what makes them so inividual. the screen tests really bring out the lighting, especially in black and white. the lou reed one especially captures my attention.

something?

www.something.com
something, or nothing?

pain without rain

i only know of one other living human being who feels most happy while it is raining.

i find the sun puts me very much down. it doesnt make me feel happy at all. which is annoying when you live in a city that hardly ever sees rain for most of the year.

its good here, nice and rainy, and cloudy. the sun makes my skin hurt. at least, i hate it when its sunny and not hot. if its sunny, shouldnt it be hot? most confusing! the other person i know who hates the hot and loves the rain, is a very very close friend of mine. its good because we can both talk about how much we hate the sun until death do us part.

so lou reed, in answer to your question- who loves the sun?

definitely not i.

i dont care how many people like it, i fucking hate it.

de dire je t'aime

ek is lief vir jou

unë të dua

أنا أحبك

я цябе люблю

나는 당신을 사랑합니다

i love you

אני אוהב אותך

من شما را دوست دارم

ฉัน รัก เธอ

我愛你

je t'aime

わたしは、あなたを愛しています

ti amo

волим те

seni seviyorum

so many ways to say one thing, its hard to know what way to say it...

theres only a few important people i say this to. possibly because its a very important thing to say.

look out kid

bob dylan, you are amazing.

so very relevant to my life at the moment.

although, i have to addmit, im not as homesick now. its lovely here.

i just love bob dylan. probably comes from litening to him so much as a child.

my father is a mega mega fan..

just before i left, i was going through my fathers CD collection.

it was so strange seeing all these childhood memories.

i remembed time and time again picking up this CD because it had ducks on it.

i loved it. i also found some rolling stone albums that when i put on i went back to when i was little sitting on the floor.

amazing the way things do that. go back to your childhood. so many fond memories. so many horrid ones.

new friends=new things

i made a new friend. hes somewhat older than me. and a teacher at the school im going to here.

hes such a darling. is funny how generations meet like that.

we like the same music, even though he is so much older than me. i show him pictures of my family, and he shows me pictures of his.

when different generations meet you learn so many new things you wouldn't otherwise!

amazing. i think we will be friends forever.

look at his photography skills. i dare say he has some embarrassing photos of me..

missing you like

to be honest, i didn't think id miss perth at all.. and i find my self missing what?

i h8 u

for your very very importantance: facebook nor blogger, or any site for that matter(with twitter as a very lame exception) shall not be used as a texting site. even texting doesnt have an acception! therefor any abriviations are here by prohibited. how much longer does it honestly take to write an 'A' and a 'CKS' on thanks, if you are willing to write an X instead your clearly mistaken. there is not a good enough reason for it! a crime i say! which is why i have come to the conclusion that abriviations take just as long to type as the actual word. dictionarys have been printed for a reason kids!

brest is best

been a while my fellow bloggers. so since the last time i posted so much has happened. probably the main thing is that i have wound up in France. yeah, Brittany, Brest whatever you want to call it really. anyway the fact is im here and its cold and im all alone. i mean, its nice here. when you have family with ya. i, however, dont. im all alone in this strange town where bagettes are made freshly and dodging rain is practically a chore. of cause there is that good exception of being able to leave school bacically whenever you want to go and buy bagettes and graph papered booklettes.

crayon

the fun never stops! now i can smell like dirt, play-doh, chocolate covered cherries, pineapple, Bulgarian rose, grass, cherry blossom, snow, fig leaf, pink lemonade, honeysuckle, rain, pure soap, wet garden, laundromat, baby powder, white bouquet, sex on the beach and crayons!
oh the joys of life! i mean how many times have you wanted to smell like snow?