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s'all done.
just under two years since the beginning of crackcouture.lj.com, it will come to a close ( Read more... ) -
y'know, i tried to get a subject starting with every letter of the alphabet once. got bored.
this is becoming less of a general rant-a-blog and more of a post-every-two-weeks-party-diary kinda thing. good work alex.
cloudia's:
pretty dress,
nice shoes,
am-aaaa-zing house (like, on a cliff on newport beach),
cool people,
very dirty dancing,
great music,
too much alcohol,
regretful hookup.
the end.
sophie's:
awesome dress,
skanky costumes,
nice(r) shoes ( Read more... ) -
i can't use that dp of me skiing without feeling depressed, guilty, nostalgic and elated all at once
First and foremost, a massive, gigantic, enormous happy birthday to meine dearest bohue as well as beau. happy 15th and 21st kiddies. two of my favourite people in the whole big wide world.
secondly, a large catching up of sorts is in order. i've been gone so long that 'lj' is no longer a shortcut in safari and i can't just type in 'li' and hit ( Read more... ) -
Silent acknowledgement to deny
You know those relationships where you can converse comfortably for a little while - 10, 15 minutes max - but if you get into a situation where you'd have to talk for much longer than that and... For example, public transport: you see an acquaintance (not yet a friend, not a stranger) on a bus or train. You know it's not a short journey, maybe 30- ( Read more... ) -
Findings of [love lost] long ago.
Not sure if I ever got around to piston this little gem, but found it lying around in a notebook, somewhere northeast of my bed. Bolds as original text.
Slowly being rocked to sleep by an industrial crib, train tracks ker-lacking a mother's lullaby. Middle aged Mao Tai being broken up by stern faced guards in their teens. Role reversal?
I'll be ( Read more... ) -
You know what:
...annoys me? The self-righteous moral everest atop which you live. I don't think you get to call me in the red when you're standing in front of the body with a gun in your hand, y'know? So when your cranial cavity deflates a little, give me a yell, I won't be far. Until then, shut the fuck up.
It's a worry how that little angry rant is applicable ( Read more... ) -
updaaaaaaate.
I'm trying to get myself back into the habit of posting to this every second day or so. I just finished an english essay (which wasn't too terrible to write, it explored the nature of good vs. evil, human morality and such in a post-apocalyptic context; vs. in a modern/personal context). Mouthful to read? Try making it sound sensical. Fkn hard. ( Read more... ) -
Nothing much...
Mmm... Had mufti day yesterday, was thoroughly enjoyable. It stimulated great debate in English over the virtue of school uniform, which (as usual when a debate involves Nicko) got fairly heated. Finished late (ahhhh! School til 3.20 on a Thursday!) and was subsequently an hour late to maths. Oops.
Anyway, I am standing on Turramurra station, ( Read more... ) -
Post-party confessions: liv's 18th...
With the wisdom of retrospect, I probably shouldn't have said it was a non-alcoholic family/friends birthday 'dinner'. However, thanks to advice from a few of those more experienced ("don't talk! Just say you're tired!"), I managed to pull it off.
So here goes: on the way there, I set myself a mental limit; 2 drinks, 3 at most. That failed after ( Read more... ) -
I'm baaack!
Sorry for the hiatus due to well, life, really. I'm currently standing in my morning house of coffee, waiting for the usual (large skim latte extra hot) from my Barista buddy, Salvatore. I finished half yearly exams last week and celebrated with dinner and drinks at Thairiffic in McMahons Point, as well as watching a friend's brother's band play a ( Read more... )