Thursday, April 29

What's up in your life? I never really know, it just seems to pass and then it becomes nothing. Like when someone asks "What did you do today?" the reply is usually "not much" even if something good happened. Or something devisating or something new or something that really pissed you off. Has life lost it's charm, is it growing boring? I think life itself isn't getting boring, just the people are trying to be more extreme. Smalls things don't mean anything anymore, or maybe it does on the inside but people are too busy trying to project the "ness" they want to be, the person that is acceptable. Person that is accepted, but at the same time being different. Everyone craves to be different, but why? Why should we crave something we already have? I'm confused and puzzled and now I have asked you, hoping for a reply. I've never really written a blog like this, I don't know if its a good or a bad thing, but its something in my head that I thought I would share. I want to be different and accepted and have a reply to this blogging (wink wink nudge nudge), maybe not everyone does, but how am I meant to know that? It like asking someone next to you at the very back of a crowd if they can see anything up the front, it might seem stupid, but how do you know that they can't see anything either? I'm not trying to sound like the only one who thinks these things, I just wanted to write it down. So I'm gonna go now, leaving you with whatever thoughts are running 'round inside your head.

Wednesday, April 28

G'days mate! howsit 'anging?
I'm the only hatcher child home! All my siblings, well all three of them, aren't here. And I won't have any guarenteed sibling company til Friday. You might think I should be happy to be rid of such family, but its terrible and now I am so glad I am not an only child. the bordem is terrifing!
the land of bordem, is my kingdom. I rule with a mighty sword, here in the kingdom of the bored!
well I have to go. cheers mateys!
I'm working 6hrs on sunday! 6hrs!! Come visit me! I'll be the stunning... erhem... young lasse with the trainee badge that has trouble finding the right buttons on the cash register.

Saturday, April 24

Sorry about the amout of corny poetry recently, just got boreded. So bored that I now have alittle obsession with Act 4 of Shakespeares "As You Like It". And its just like I like it.

Rosalind: "Nay, an you be so tardy, come no more in my sight: I had as lief be wooed of a snail."
Orlando: "Of a snail?"
Rosalind: "Ay, of a snail; for though he comes slowly, he carries his house on his head; a better jointure, I think, than you make a woman: besides he brings his destiny with him."

Rosalind, you are so cool. Even if you have a little weird thing going on with Phebe. =S.
So what are you little people doing today, I'm working. Wait, have I told you that I got a job? At Bakers Delight? I might of mentioned it, but hey! I'm working class now. And already they have me working saturday and sunday. But I get to wear a funny hat, so that makes up for it. Oh! And that sexy checked apron.

"Come, woo me, woo me, for now I am in a holiday humour and like enough to consent. What would you say to me now, an I were your very very Rosalind?"

No me! Woo me! WOO! YEAH! WOOHOO!

Wednesday, April 21

In Reply:
The faces of friends, the brightness they send, when your life is darkend... they'll help you cope
New life begins, the new-born baby grins, the forgiveness of sins... there is still hope
Sweet sented roses, cute puppies noses, grandpas snoring when he dozes... can't you just smile?
Everyday's a new story, no need to worry, sorry to be corny... but ain't that worth while?
don't you know its alright, alright. Alright? It will be alright, alright. Alright? Why won't you hear me say, that there's still hope today...

Sunday, April 18

i feel like breaking something...
refugees, travel seas, to get to somewhere they can be free... and end up in prison.
and war goes on, losing daughters and sons, coz it "must be won"... their blood's a dark crimson.
we kill for meat, and eat and eat, prop up our feet... while others die of stavation
no ones there and no one cares, except about celebrity affairs... what's happening to this nation?
don't tell me its alright, alright. Alright? coz its not alright, alright. Alright? deep in inside you know, that you too feel like letting go. Maybe it'll be alright tomorrow...

Friday, April 16

Allo, hello, good day, aye, good morning, hey, g'day, yo, howsit, how you doing, greetings, howdy, salutations, hi, WOOP WOOP!
they call me mellow yellow. Or caramello... koala, I go with the flow
Actually, I don't think anyone calls me mellow yellow, but meh. Any old excuse will do.
Questions running through my head, the same effect of a pulled loose thread, Where have all the dreamers gone? What are we all running from? All in all what have we done? So and so, and another someone? Who? What? Why? Are we afraid to dream? afraid to die?
Where have all the dreamers gone? Where are those who love, and those who care? Open you're eyes and see, that they haven't gone anywhere...

Wednesday, April 14

I awake to find no piece of mind, I said how do you live as a fugitive? Down here? Where I cannot see so clear, I said what do I know? Show me the right way to go

Good day, hows your head? Is it happy and safe? hope so, unless thats not how you like it. =P "Thats what I'm talkin' 'BOUT!" tehehe funny people. Coz they're just spies... Well not really, I just got spies by coldplay stuck in my head and its seeping into this blog. Oh well, what you going to do about it eh? Nothing? Oh phew, I thought you might egg my house.
Cheerio! Daddy needs the computer

I awake to see that no one is free, well, we're all fugitives, look at the way we live down here I cannot sleep from fear, no I said which way do I turn? Oh I forget everything I learn

Saturday, April 10

can I get a WOOP WOOP? awww, ok, don't worry 'bout it.
Where are you? How are you? Who are you today? I hope you're happy where you are.
Jeans, jeans, homemade jeans, jeans, jeans, oh so cool, jeans, jeans, made by me, jeans, made, last year at school. Yes they are jeans, and I'm very proud of them, even though the waistbands abit screwy...
Bones, sinking like stones, all that we have fought for, homes, places we've grown, all of us are done for...
So... I'm into the "...'s" today... tehehe, there they are again. I thought I saw her smile. do do do do do dooooo.
you can't touch this, can't touch this, my, my, my, music hits me so hard makes me say oh my Lord, thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet. It feels good when you know you're down, a superdope homeboy from the Oaktown and I'm known as such and this is a beat of the can't touch.
tehehe, can't touch this. break it down! yeah, its good. Well I forgot the quote of the day stuff so I'm gonna just leave it. Or maybe I'll do it when I feel like it.

Quote: "and it's digestive system gets smashed hardcore and ends up being lodged in its brain" - guess who said that. =) His name starts with 'A'. lol, we weren't talking about dropping cats from the eiffel tower... umm... maybe we were... but he started it! I just sat there going "eww!", "save the kittens!" and "what if it hit one of the suports on the way down!! =(!"

Oh, all that I know, there's nothing here to run from, Cos yeah, everybody here, got somebody to lean on...

You are so beautiful to me... and I'll see YOU later! ;)

Friday, April 9

Good morning George, how are you? I hope you're feeling fine,
Allo, woo! morning blogging! woo and yay cried belle and bill.
I am thinking of an easter walk, like the Christmas one but with easter eggs and after easter. Would you like to be included? and get an easter egg? well then call 1800 65 31 22 within the next 10mins for your chance to win big! well, not actually, just e-mail me at
In the mornin', in the mor-r-n-ing, it's great! to stay up late. Good morning, good morning to you. might be just as iffy if we was in Mississippi. tehehe iffy, i don't know if thats the right word, it could of been spiffy but i couldn't hear it properly. Well thats my excuse anyway.
Well cheeri-o cuddly cats and dogs.


Monday, April 5

tehehe Bill Boes, hahaha, production designer, hehehe, scooby doo 2.
Yep, you guessed, or did you? I forgot what you did or didn't guess now so I'll just stop. A bit later. Tehehe BILL BOES!! awww, what a name, I love it.
And thats all I have to say on that topic.
I'm lovin' it!
goodbye gorgeous girls and boys!
(tehehe, Bill Boes)

Sunday, April 4

Yo people,
Bakers today was okay, there are too many buttons! and the slicing got alittle repedative, but hey, I'm not complaining. Hmmm, ooh yeah!This is one of my favourite poems, you might of heard it, maybe not. But I reckon its awesome! =)

One night I had a dream—
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord and across the sky flashed scenes from my life,
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to me, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life, there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in my life.

This really bothered me, and I questioned the Lord about it…

"Lord, you said, that once I decided to follow you, you would walk with me all the way,
but I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why in times when I needed you most, you should leave me."

The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never,
never leave you during your times of trial and suffering."
"When you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

I don't know who it's by.
Love'n'hugs from ME!! =D=D

Thursday, April 1

You people should slap me for being so ignorant to this poor dear blog that has been doing a awesome job. Really hard, with a maths book, encased in steal, covered in spikes. Well maybe not the spikes...
Anyway! moving away from maths torture, damn maths test today, atleast its not like the japanese water torture where you are tied down and they make water drip on your forhead, continually for a looooong time. Erhem.
Wow, its raining. Today, I gave people bubble wrap bracelets and you'd be in the middle of class and hear this "Snap!". I don't think the teachers like it. tehehe,
Yeah well my sister need the computer for educations purposes so I better go... OHH OOHH WAIT!
WOOT! I need quotes of the day, it'll probally get really bad during the holidays but hey, whats a girl to do?
Todays Quote: "I only use her for visual pleasure" - Alby
(He was lying, lol)

Catch yas mateys!
Oh sing me a song a song of the sea, bird eye fish fingers....