dreaming of fresh flowers and freedom

When I'm free from the prison which is otherwise known as high school I have many accomplishments and plans for the September break. When I'm in the middle of one of Mr Bothma's lectures on god knows what I remind myself that in a few weeks it'll be 1. warmer 2. holidays 3. a few weeks closer to my birthday. I'm planning to ride my bike down to the markets every Sunday and bring fresh flowers home for my room (in my basket- attached to my bike.. it's going to happen.) I can finally wallpaper my room the way I've wanted to for at least a year now. I can slave at the cafe for solid hours and earn myself some dough for my car savings folder. I can op shop until I have emptied my car savings folder. I can spend everyday distracting myself in every way possible without needing to worry about what is getting left behind undone. Only a few more weeks until bliss..

DESTROY WHAT DESTROYS YOU

I utterly love that quote. Destroy what destroys you. It makes complete sense. If something is worth destroying it may as well be something that is destroying yourself as a person.

please feel free, to drink tea with me

I just want to let go of all this bullshit.

"only boring people get bored"

I'm sitting here, eating pringles and sipping on a popper trying to think about an interesting topic to blog about, when I realised.. my blog doesn't need to be interesting. I didn't create this blog for other people, I created it for myself (well actually WE created it for OURselves but then my partner in blogging dumped me and I was left to man it). So this blog post isn't going to be interesting what so ever, it's just going to be all these random thoughts in my head that I feel like talking about. Firstly I'm really pissed off at my fish as it never does anything and just plays dead all the time so I feed it but it doesn't eat the freaking pellets! Secondly I hate the wind and my lips are getting chapped because of it today so yeah screw you forceful breeze. Thirdly I HATE Frankenstein. Fourthly, I'm so unbelievably BORED with shit right now and I am aching for something to change in my life to make it more interesting (like this post for example- it is a nice representation of my day to day life right now = boring, repetitive and slightly dragged out). Lastly, I would greatly appreciate it if it got just a few degrees warmer? BECAUSE IT IS REALLY COLD IN THE MORNINGS MAKING IT THAT MUCH HARDER TO GET UP. Thank you.

It's my birthday in 6 weeks and the one present I've asked Mum to get for me, is to somehow attach a basket and drink holder to the front of my malvern star. I love riding my bike around the foreshore, to the op shops, 7/11 for slurpies and so on but it is extremely difficult balancing bags and slurpies whilst steering my bike. The basket/drink holder would not only eliminate this serious problem but add value to my bike when I eventually sell it (not that I EVER have plans to).

interior design and architecture

This makes me want to revamp my room all over again.

THE PLACE WHERE I STORE ALL MY IMAGES IS FUCKED THEREFORE I CANNOT POST WHICH IS REALLY FRUSTRATING AS I HAVE A THOUSAND WICKED INTERIOR DESIGN PHOTOS THAT I SPENT THE WHOLE BCT LESSON TODAY FINDING.
TECHNOLOGY IS SHIT, I'M GOING TO BE COME A FREEGAN.

5 minutes of love

I fall in love all the time, at least 3 times a weekend maybe even up to 5 times a week. Although this love is only ever for a few minutes at a time. I usually fall in 5 minute love on trains, a little bit of eye contact and boom, love. Since when does love need to be something that you build up to? Long-term love only leads to long-term heartbreak whereas 5 minute love = no heartbreak, no despair, it only leaves a wistful smile and maybe a text to Holly. I'm quite content with my five minute lovers and I think the reason for this is they are completely fictional, these 5 minute lovers are no different to the characters I read about in books. Sure, they walk and they are actually alive but when it comes down to it, I'll get off at the next station and never see them again just like finishing a book.