| Current mood: | sleepy |
| Current music: | absolute silence |
still around
it's 8:46 am and i haven't slept yet. i went out last night with sladjix and my brother. at first, i was pissed off that he came out with us, i haven't been out in a long time [approx. 3 months or so] and i wanted to chill just with sladjix. later, i got over it and i felt guilty for feeling pissed off that he came so in the end we had a good time. i played a bit of pool but fucking lost all of 2 games.
i just visited avril lavigne's official website and i guess she kept a journal there [only like 3-4 enterys] and it was kinda cheesy reading it. she's not updating anymore since she "became famous". i don't know whata fuck i was doing there anyway [i looked at her photos, she's quite photogenic but that's about it]. i wish i knew the truth behind it as i've heard others write the music for her and shit. for god's sake, she had a picture taken with shania twain! no punker would ever do that and whatever happened to sex pistols and the clash?! shit. this new bands piss the fuck out of me - to me, they're no different than britney and christina, it's just different and at the moment popular BOLLOX!
so, yeah, errr...i'm currently on vacation, it is my second day and i feel super duper - thinking of work makes me seriously ill.
fucking bird pooped on my new white jacket, it was all lime green and runny as i tried to wipe it off. i rubbed it with an old tooth brush but i don't think it worked so i put it in a washer, it is now done, i shall go check it out before hitting the bed. if the stain is not out i shall strangle that bird!
yesterday, APRIL 27TH was the 7th year anniversary since sonja commited suicide. the thought of her was in my mind as i was waking up, then in the bathroom, tears started to fill up my eyes. i have come a long way i think. i still get sensitive talking about it but i have learnt to live with it and i'm proud of it. i just wish she was still around you know...i wish i could see what she would look like now, at the age of almost 21. i wish i could see whether her face would mature or would she still have that cute, girly look she did then. i wonder if her music style would now be different and what she would take to study at the college or university. i wish she was alive so i could go down to europe and see her, hang out, walk the dog...maybe go to a concert and stuff. i wish i could share my oasis stories with her and send her heathen chemistry. it so sucks when somebody from your life, a childhood friend just fucking disappears. i wonder what happens to people when they kill themselves. i wonder if she regrets it, i wonder if she found peace and whether people who die young actually grow old in heaven or where ever they happen to be.
i'm tired.
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