my random shi*t that i write sometimes
Friday, September 22, 2006
well its only been one, but i like this song
In two more years, my sweetheart, we will see another view Such longing for the past for such completion What was once golden has now turned a shade of grey I've become crueler in your presence They say: "be brave, there's a right way and a wrong way" This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever Two more years, there's only two more years Two more years, there's only two more years Two more years so hold on X2 You've cried enough this lifetime, my beloved polar bear Tears to fill a sea to drown a beacon To start anew all over, remove those scars from your arms To start anew all over more enlightened I know, my love, this is not the only story you can tell This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever Two more years... You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you You don't need to find answers x2 Dead weights, balloons Drag me to you Dead weights, balloons To sleep in your arms I've become crueler since I met you I've become rougher, this world is killing me And we cover our lies with handshakes and smiles And we try to remember our alibis We tell lies to our parents, we hide in their rooms We bury our secrets in the garden Of course we could never make this love last I said of course we could never make this love last The only love we know is love for ourselves We bury our secrets in the garden 
Friday, September 15, 2006
I hear a lot of words like "beauty" and "handsomeness" and "incredibly chiseled features." To me that's like a vanity, a self-absorbtion that I try to steer clear of. I dig the bungee. For me, it's just the way I live my life. I grip it and I rip it. I live it with a lot of flair. I live it on the edge, where I gotta be. I wasn't like every other kids you know who dreams about being and astronaut. I was always more interested in aaaaa ? what bark was made out of on a tree. Richard Gere's a real hero of mine. Sting. Sting would be another person who's a hero. The music that he's created over the years - I don't really listen to it. But the fact that he's making it, I respect that. I care desperately about what I do. Do I know what product I'm selling? No. Do I know what I'm doing today? No. But I'm here and I'm gonna give it my best shot.
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Published by voncroftystyla: 10:18 PM
Updated On: 9/19/2006 at 10:10 PM
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Now i have eaten lasagne i realize my last blog was shi*t.
i mean what the hell is a pirate ninja anyway?
how embarrasing
 I am a pirate ninja, at my dojo i teach normal people to do pirate ninja things!!!
YOU NEED ME IF YOU CANT DO THESE THINGS
1. stand against a wall UNdetected
2. roll under things holding a cutlass
3. shiver timbers
i will teach you to stand against walls undetected.
remember ....
Ninjas – They don’t speak. Ever
Pirates – Look for treasure.
use....
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
holy shi*t.
i have just had the most full on day, i finally finished this movie i wrote,.... its taken 10 weeks, from start to finish. and now its finally done. so many people have helped and its been rad but fuuuuuck...stress? yes. im not down with being stressed out, i spose its a state of mind, but even when im relaxed i find something to stress out abbout. its ridiculous. i cant relax....basketcase alert.
anyways saaaaa'll good
im trying to concentrate it is so hard.
i keep thinking about the snow and ...im going to go and have a ciggie now
I'm having the day from hell,
It was all going so well (before you came)
And you told me you needed space,
With a kiss on the side my face (not again)
And not to mention (the tears, i shed)
But I should have kicked your (ass instead)
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream
Cuz baby
Everything is f'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No
Don't know where I parked my car
Don't know who my real friends are (anymore)
I put my faith in you
What a stupid thing to do (when it rains it pours)
And not to mention (I drank too much)
I'm feeling hung over (and out of touch)
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream
Cuz baby
Everything is ef'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No
Can it be easier?
Can I just change my life?
Cause it just seems to go bad everytime
Will I be mending?
another one ending once again
Everything is ef'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No [x2]
f*ckthis shi*t HOW DO YOU CHANGE FONT ON THIS FAG COMPUTER f*ckIN THING SHEEEEZUZ
f u c k. thats a great way to start. i cant seem to change font on this...and i want spaces but its not happening. i want to say something profound but all i can think of is a motorcyle dealership that i drove past ...their slogan i " we sell freedom" thats not very profound. http://www.bradalbrecht.id.au/photos/i need to save this here, you can look if you want but it wonty be very fun for anyone who isnt me
Soul Meets Body
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I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new
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Cause in my head there's a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they're far more suited than here
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I cannot guess what we'll discover
Between the dirt with our palms cut like shovels
But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's
And not one speck will remain
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I do believe it's true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
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Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
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I do believe it's true
That there are holes left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
I AM LICKING THE CANDLE!!!!!
i had a fun weekend, but almost got fricken killed in a car stack...long story i spose.
tell it later
Monday, February 27, 2006
hello
why doesnt anyone listen anymore?
is it really that hard just to pay attention to someone whent they are speaking?, or pay attention to anything for that matter, is everyone in that much of a hurry?
to do what exactly, get a new pircing? a tatoo? to eat? WHAT!!!
Funny test funny funny funny
get a piece of paper and a pen ...trust me its funny
1. read everything before you do anything
2. write your name on a piece of paper,
3. circle the second letter
4. draw 5 squares under your name
5. call your name out loud and cough loudly three times
6. write your name again in bigger letters under the squares
7. draw a little snowbaord
8. call out your last name when you read this
9. on the piece of paper multiply 66 by 7
10. if you have been paying attention to this say out loud " i have"
11. do a little dance for fun
12. sit down and read this sentence twice
13. say out loud i am nearly finished i am the shi*t, i am the don, i rule, i make the rules
14. now you have finished reading this carefully, as it says in the second sentence just write your name on a piece of paper...
woot woot!!!
so how are your communication skills going...
yet again im in a rad as mood. NOT. film production is super tressful and hard..but i LOVE IT, who wants to be in a snowboarding movie ?? lets make one
rotten. com is f*cked up.....
Thursday, February 09, 2006
omg i busy and i hate
if you have left me a message and i have not replied sorry...my f*cking computer broke and i have not got the internet and the only f*cking internet cafe is like 5 bucks for 30 mins...
i am in a bad mood.
i found this website in nz that has jobs...buit do think there are any? no!...faaark i cant believe how pissed off i am getting
CENTRELINK...now that is one f*cked up government scheme, i mean really! i now know why they are here ....not to pay unemployed people to be lazy...but to piss them off so much that they would rather get a job than have to deal with those f*ckwits...
i shouldnt be so grumpy. i mean look at the bright side.........
or i could NOT.
SAR DOGG IS MOVING IN WITH ME YAY!!!! thats a bright side
Thankyou to everyone for being super lovely and understanding about my stupid ass break up crap...i didnt mean to bring it all on to you but i needed to vent and know that someone else out there understood.
So whos coming to NZ???? im serious. leaving may-june going to Wanaka getting a caravan and doing a whole shi*tload of snowboarding....
my riding is going to be so hot, it might just melt all the snow.
Town dizzzle i know your up for it....sign up here its mission time.
I WANT TO BE ON YOU....i wanttobeonyou
Thursday, January 05, 2006
my life is over. this is so f*cked, my boyfriend, the love of my life, my reason for still being here, has said its not going to work anymore. the day before my father who i have not seen for two years arrives ...to stay in our house, my best friend is also here and my car is f*cked i cant drive it anywhere, all my shi*t is in my car out the front of my mates house WHAT THE HELL DOES ANYONE DO IN THIS STUPID f*ckING SITUATION?????? i dont know what to do, I have lost the love of MY life, yet he has mianifested this whole situation in his head , its like im not good enough and he decided that its not really him doing all these things more me, i moved three thousand kms to a new city, started out a new life, new job, new friends, new everything, my best mate killed herself and f*ck f*ck f*ck now everything is gone i cant stay here, i have to go...where??? i dont want this, i dont want to lose him. this hurts too much to handle. OK, i have thought about this and now i have decided im not going to do anything stupid, im going to f*cking stand up for myself and im going to move onwards and upwards, i may have lost alot, but im still alive and breathing and im healthy and to be honest if someone cant see you for who you are then its their loss.
He chose to blame me for the demise of our relationship, when all i did was love him. love hurts, its never perfect but at the end of the day i can stand up and say that i have loved and i have been loved and i AM loved. But as long as you have the strength to see a light at the end of a very very very long tunnel you will always suceed and you will be happy one day.
im also moving to NZ, if anyone wants to join me feel free, im not running away, im starting again.
dont ever stay in a situation that causes you to think less of yourself, dont let the system get you down, because...you dont have to be a part of it if you dont want to
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Pants Trousers Leiderhosen
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
chyneeeee is going to pose in byron... i will be posing in coffs, COFFS..what the hell does anyone do there??? pose on street corners? in the cbd? where?? i keep on seeing the word "horse" everywhere...and i dont understand why... Quotes This is your doctor. I have your pregnancy report here, and guess what. You got knocked up.
Oh No! It's Baron Von Once Bad Then Good Now Bad Again Beaver! I'm gonna shoot you with a BB gun when you're not looking. Yep, back of the head.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
It is no longer christmas...YESSSSSSSSSSSS But it is 37degrees and i just cracked open an icy cold beer..hmmm all im missing is some thongs, a blue singlet, stubbie shorts, a ute, a sheila, ciggies, a dog and bonnie doon. sighhhh, maybe one day. Morningside 4 life
Sunday, December 25, 2005
I dont mean to be a hater but ...i need to get this off my chest I hate this time of the year. This is the time of year that i realise that my mom is a f*cking stupid not-able-to-give-love whaked out hippie bitch who should have never bred...ever, her boyfriend took a trip on acid 20 yrs ago, hasnt recovered, turned into a passive aggressive ego driven, pot smoking WANKER f*ckwit whos limited conversation skills are riddled by derogatory remmarks towards anyone and everyone in earshot, my father, well where does one start, he...etc etc My ramblings could go on for countless hours but i shant bore you any longer, as im not looking for sympathy or anything feelings of "oh poor her" as i am using this blog as merely a tool to extrecate the feelings of hate that are bubbling up in the turmoil of my inner world. In complete honesty i have had a wonderful life and the world is an amazing place, and i appreciate being given the chance to speak my mind in this modern society. I love alot of things and try to dislike as little as possible, but faaaarck nobodys perfect* and im certainly not even close. So what i really wanted to say was i hope everyone has had a fantastic year, it may have been a awesome one, or even an tough one, but your still alive and breathing so kick off the new year in style and chill the f*ck cos its holidays YAY. moody styla *except maybe Angelina Jolie, i mean who can be that hot and not be a little perfect
Sunday, December 18, 2005
 Jeff Da Maori Morningside 4 life Whats with mob mentality and the sheep like nature of human beings?
Sunday, December 04, 2005
If you were stuck on an island, and you could wish for anything that you wanted what would you do?
remember, if you wish for a ski resort then you need lifts and people to run them cos you dont want to be stuck on the lift if it breaks down, or if you wish for a ferrari, you need a road and then you need petrol and then you might need a mechanic to fix it, and maybe if you hurt yourlself you might need a doctor....or a funeral director.
that such a stupid question, i hate when people ask me that cos i would just be like, well i wouldnt be stuck, id leave...derrrr
Sunday, November 27, 2005
OK the joke is over now, come back.
It wasn't even funny. Everyone keeps saying your gone but i still cant believe them, you cant just stop existing like that, for some reason i have looked for you, even thought i know that you are not going to come back.
Every time i go there i look up at your door in vain, hoping you will open it and walk out or even just be behind it. But its covered over with sheets of tin. They smashed to door to get in, they couldn't lock it so they hammered it shut.
I drive up the street we used to walk along and i can see through your windows. The cupboard door wont shut, the hinges are broken.
Why aren't you here now?
We wont grow old together like you said we would.
He will never forget what he saw, they will always love you, they will always feel guilty, he will always blame himself and I will always wish I could have saved you, I tried, I failed and now your gone forever.
Your pink coffin makes me cry but the pain wont go away, but i dont want it too, its all i have to remember you.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Eat more fruit, plant more trees
learn to shoot, travel overseas
wash the dog, read a book, find three chinese recipes to cook
Learn to waltz and speak maltese, im meant to invent a better feta cheese
the highest they get is number two, cos number one on my list of things to do...is ...nothing.
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