Sun. 12th July.---l@te

Fun News:

I'm waiting for my yellow toes to dry so I can draw smiley faces on them and feel like i've achieved something other than work today. Of course the cake is a lie! And after finished work slipping happily into jeans and stacking on makeup I went to Holly's for the ultamite hottest 100. Was nice chilling, but really I felt like shit and just wanted to crawl up and sleep (like I should be doing right now..) but i tried to, y'know... be social chatted to some ppl..

So anyways somehad a brilliant idea, carpark party right? Hollys house is right next to a massive car park in central albury where there are lawyer offices and stuff. So Mark parked his car there and turned the radio on real loud. Climb over the fence and hey lets play footy and run around out here! Corey managed to find a mattress that doubled as a trampoline. I go to my car to change into more appropriate footy kicking shoes and return to the find the ball is stuck on first level roofing. Of course. Argh! But never fear ideas-right- we move a huge dumpster industrial bin in front of the building and two people on the bin, one gives the other a lift onto the first floor. Yep, we managed to scale up a 10 metre level. And down comes to the ball!

Other highlighs include (but are not necessarily limited to) convincing the girls to dancing around in our bras to the number one winner, smells like teen spirit. Is there anything more free? Maybe nudity.

Also standing and dancing on Mark's car to killing in the name of. FUCK YOU I WONT DO WHAT YOU TELL ME!


Wednesd. 15th July--- midday.
Art:

Have been painting again but mostly just writing silly poems. Hopefully will start writing Brian today. But yeh who knows. Not sure if I told youse (hah!) but this magazine called Realists Inspired (look it up!) a new melbourne magazine is going to publish some of my work, poems and short stories. Pretty exciting!


Riddikulous!: I thought these were too scrappy to upload as a deviantation.


I
who invited you
lampshade blues with a sniggering, unsettling sneer
Oh the day is flew away!
and the beautiful grey sky
it tore at me
bit chunks into my throbbing
pink flesh!
spat it out in flecks of paint
it captured everything
that never was
and never will be.


it unsettled me.



II

break me
free me
send me in circles
and make my ink run again
rattle my cage
and feed me
my piles against the wire
change me
break out
break in
make me begine again
lets close our eyes
and make a wish and start again.



III

a butterfly is caught in my neck
my throat
how it got there, will we ever know?
my eyelids flicker and murmur to it
to soothe your soul
to save yourself

but i just wonder
what is the point of a butterfly

if it cannot fly?