Squandering time, as usual.

A sudden and unexpected appreciation for street art has hit me in the face. And I don't mean street "art" as in graffiti "tagging" and scribbles of bold colour and all that nonsense. I mean real art. Clever art. Like these:

Look, there's just too many amazing artworks to post, so just visit here. Seriously.

And check out some cool images of Poland here.

Dud to Stud.

In honour of the end of the epic journey with my dear friend Harry... CHECK.OUT. NEVILLE!! what a hunk of a spunk.

 That stubble's defs working for him too.

Concentration = zero.. you know why? YOU KNOW WHY??

Brother is going to Germany tomorrow.. and then Israel... I'm furious. Mostly because I'm jealous.

What I wouldn't give....

The sleuth.

The awkward moment when your mother catches you snogging your "friend".

Mum, don't be lurking in dark corners and catching me unawares of your presence!

So awks.

a moment of...

The awkward moment when you only learn someone's name when they add you on Facebook - and you've "known" them for years.

And maybe if I sit here sniffing this permanent marker a little longer I'll wake up.

Just rambling..

I've been having this incessant niggling at the back of my mind, well, not really at the back, it pretty much dominates me, about getting out of the 'office' sphere. It has never been my cup of tea, everyone knows it, but... it pays the bills right? So for now I'll just have to stop sooking... but I was thinking right, why not do like a short/part-time course? Get a taste of what I would maybe like to study in a couple of years time when my mother forces me to uni.. you know?

So I was having a little geeze at work during my paid hours, being all company productive as I always am, and there were quite a few courses that interested me.... trouble is though, none of them are actually useful :P

Which is slightly annoying (how will I ever make a living?!), but more amusing. Rather than trying something sensible like business (zzzzzzz...) or teaching training, I'm seriously considering codswollop like:

• astrology
• iridology
• reiki
• meditation and practical zen
• shiatsu
• breast fitness

                                                     You get the gist...

but I need to do SOMETHING.

or I will go insane.

Thug Mansion

Say hello to my new hangout crib, my gangsters paradise. Ok, I do realise I've ghetto'd three times already in my verbage. I'll stop. But seriously, do you know anyone with a disco ball in their living quarters? How cool is it?!

Yay to brother dear and him letting me throw a party here.... one day.

Came by this on the train ride to work this morning... beautiful.

I do like Bon Iver.

Better the devil you know than the devil you don't... apparently.

Not really one to publicize my woes but I'm feeling a need to expose myself just a little bit and vent this out... even if it's just a short note for my more prominent thoughts... If you read this, next time you see me, don't mention it.

I'm finding it hard to believe that someone you can have around your whole life, someone who has tried to teach you good, who is supposed to be a support and that you love, can do something or act a certain way that slaps you in the face. Suddenly your whole perspective changes and you have to re-evaluate that person. And sadly, that person you trusted goes from hero to opposition - an utter betrayal.

In one act against you, your whole life has to change. A conflict between a thousand emotions play inside you... you know what you have to do... you just wish it wasn't that way.


But I guess that's life. And I suppose the hard times make the good times that much better.

But bloody hell, those good times are in debt.

 

Need this bed. Need this scenery. Need to be floating on a lake.

Exhausted and down, need a little escape and meditation. Blergh.