There's a scene in Shawshank Redemption that made me wonder if God was black. Freeman has this expression on his face like he's reducing the entire situation to a neat sentence in a notebook.

I don't really think I typed that thought out too well, but it's true. In my head at least, it's coherent in my mind.

It's been two years since my cousin got into a motorcycle accident. I didn't realise it was that long.

Two years is a long time for a mother to not have a conversation with her son, not be able to see one another smile and all that mushy stuff. It's sad.

Mum: "Your friend has a nice hat,"
Ed: "Mm, yeah"

Mum leaves-

Ed: "I rkn I'd look better on someone's head"

Verbatim.

Proof Edwina is probably an unawakened nympho.

How sad first entry of July the birthday month is soiled by the disgusting behaviour of a certain wanker of the opposite sex.

Oh well!  Today I went shopping with Ucon & Jen. It was good fun :) Haha I bought half of Nab's present, and by half I mean I spent half the money I set aside for her. Oh dear :9 Haha it was going to be one expensive present now it's small bits of meaningful ones I suppose. 

Ucon bought a bag.

Jen bought a donut. 

Haha poor Jen I wish she bought something more satisfying and enduring than a donut hahaha. 

Hm :) 

I bought potato bake, after a very long craving for it. Lol i wrote her before i typed it, Freudian slip almost :o Jen however reassures I don't act like a lesbian, all the time. Which is good :D And for the new readers, it's cos I'm NOT a lesbian hahaha. 

It's like going to a girl school means automatic qualification for lesbianism. Whoot . 

No I still like dickheads, and by dickheads I mean they're gonad-less twatty males. Namely Daisy.

Today I also had boost, it looked alot like vomit but it's probably the most tasty regurgitation I've ever had.

E: "Let's all go watch Bruno yeah? :D"
D: "Mm I dno"

E: "Haha okay nvm, so long as you're coming to the party"
D: "Yeah about that... we'll see"

Hm. I hope you get chewed by a mincing machine.

Why do I even like you? Ucon asked me, and I for one didn't know.

You my llama are at least good to me.
Ciao llama!

Childish is how you regard your earlier feelings from a blog entry when your parents cook curry for dinner when just that day you openly expressed regret that the indian restaurant was closed for lunch. 

Tehe I do like this luxurious sweater :)

Spice of life was this hot food takeaway shop that I used to always buy hot chips from during high school in Year 8, it's a little sad that it closed down. Like a chapter of my life is really inaccessible. Oh well, that's why they have the wedges at uni, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I wish it was warm enough for me to walk around in my underwear again. All these cold fingers do no one any good except the pound cake I like to slice up and eat everyday, mmm. 

Haha I have a feeling I should be doing some writing, but nothing comes to mind :o

Oh well . 

I hope you don't mind waiting three hours for breakfast Edwina.

Why would I, I'm only starving.

Today I felt those deep momentary abhorrences for my parents or maybe hate is too passionate, I just found them really irksome. It's like adolescence has realised it's days are numbered and decide to give me a facial wash of irascible teenager behaviour. 

Plus this song in the background by Florence and the Machine has this woman singing with such a strong voice you can only feel roused  to voice something even if it means overstating one's feelings. 

I feel like there's nothing to do like I have this seed that won't grow until the sun comes out. Unfortunately this sunshine isn't due until say two/three weeks - around my birthday. It's sad that I'm placing all my hopes on this particular ray of sunshine, I'm having the same apprehensions as I did with the formal.

Maybe I'm just fabricating all this, maybe knitting isn't the greatest way to occupy my time.

I'm going to give myself a bit of an ego boost. 

Today I was walking to the takeaway and I go past a pink house. Yes it is pink, pastel pink. Naturally my eyes are drawn to the aberration. More strange is the open front door, so adding coal to the fire I focus on the open doorway. 

The most odd was that coming out of the hallway of the pink house to most likely close the door was a naked man. I didn't immediately register his nudity, I saw his head first, then it just went downwards from there. 

Haha I realised and I calmly looked ahead and kept walking. I hope that made him feel small. (HEHE, FUNNY) 

Delta of Venus

The ego boost is that maybe I tripped some sort of voyeurism switch in him. Lawl. Yeah I'm totally the painter in Anais Nin's Delta of Venus. Laaaaaaaaaaaaaawl.

It keeps coming back, like a gosling that's imprinted to a pebble in your shoe. 

There's a feeling I momentarily get during metacognition, it's a fervent swimming against a rushing river kind of feeling. After the swimmer drowns though I'm left with this sense of clueless-ness. Clueless because I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be doing or of what I'm feeling. It quickly develops into a little headache and so I end up turning to Anna K for a distraction, which isn't bad - I suppose. 

Oh well, hopefully I have less of these idle moments  ( :

Haha maybe it's knowing that nothing is happening in life for a little while, this holiday. Or it's just something more shallow, like wondering why I can't muster the courage to talk to Daisy even when it's online.

I love the feeling of my hands after a shower they're so warm, my hands are seldom warm. 

I'm going to apply some hand lotion and quite possibly purchase a llama so I can justify my following farewell.