missellie

Well, I should have gone when we were out near Carousel. Then I should have gone when we were in South Perth.

But I ended up convincing him to drive me to ye olde IGA late at night, so I could make a kick-ass chilli chicken pasta.

There was a drunk guy trying to "borrow" people's phones out the front. It amused me.

hows tafe going?

i finished this term with merits yay!

just got my bill saying pay me more or no more tafe haha

xxo

some one said cello
i play cello

we need a drunken catch up dear miss

How you doin'?

hehehehe
nice bruises there miss
the hoodie is great....

Ooo bruises. I like em, but only when getting them was worthwhile. Like hockey, or biking. Stacking it into a desk kinda sucks though (I've done all three in the past month).

So, I'd show you mine, but it's faded and crap.

Oh, and I'm not sure how to tell you this... but there is an eye in your drink. You should probably give it back. There's an eyeless dude around. And he's pissed.

elo!

Oh dear!! Well, I missed the happy episode so have jumped straight into the sad confused evil-ness that is question-ing everything.

Maybe what you need is space from everything, to work out what it is that you want. Maybe just take a day out, go to a place you love by yourself (I picture you on the top of a cliff/shelf thing by the beach, with wind through your hair, and possibly an Ipod with Dummy or To Bring You My Love playing, or with the EP from Love Outside Andromeda, all of which I personally believe are the best reflective music EVER!!), with paper and a pen, and write out a letter to each of your loved ones, saying everything that comes into your head. It doesn't have to make sense, you don't need to censor it so that they don't get hurt or upset by the words you use, or the feelings you're conveying, and just write. I've done this a couple of times over the years and found that when I read it back, there was a whole lot of stuff that I wrote down that I really didn't think was that important. Hey, when I thought it and felt it, it seemed important, but when I read it back and thought about it, I found that a lot of it wasn't as important as the other things that I DID have.

And once you've worked out what it is that you want, then you write a letter to yourself telling you what you want, or a list of things that you really truly value. Then you just need to look at your current relationship and see whether you have those things. If you do, then you probably are just wanting to re-live a memory... and they're almost never the same as you remember when they eventuate. If you don't, can that be changed? Will being with this other person change it? Is it really YOU that needs to change? Can you change to have what you want?

I don't know if that was helpful to you, but it has been incredibly helpful to me in the past and, well, right now, actually, because I have faced a couple of bullshit moments over the last month when I've thought... wait, this isn't the way I want to be treated, this isn't what I want, should I leave again? And then realised that, well, not everything's perfect all the time... anyway.

Shiny-ness is good. And I want to see this girl below ALWAYS - she looks so damn beautiful!!

Consider me planning on being there, pretty lady x

6:30, I may still be at Durty Nellies a that point in time, however I will be out and in the vicinity. Ring me. Someone will have my number if you don't.

Why hello lovely!
XOX

Yeah, it's such a stupid dance. Can't wait til I get to YOUR dance... much less annoying indeed!

But it is lovely to be in our house together and know it's OUR house!! Just wish it could all magically be done... we're hiding the packed boxes in separate rooms so at least some parts look all lovely and unpacked. It's all a lie, of course, though... a terrible lie!!!

Ah. The joy of ancient houses! During the recent downpour I discovered two whole new holes in our ceiling!
Joyness!

Ohh other peoples photos how nice
and from the 70s- interesting

heyhey.nar i'm doing screenprint and design.
so that explains all the colour swatches and fabric samples.

i just have to learn to live with the fact that all boys are stupid.hhmmph

oh and i love love your hat. xox

This is possibly the coolest picture entry I have ever seen.

So, the question is - What did you do with the ponytail? I have one in my box of memories. It is my mom's hair.

I'm going to add that I think you are so damn cute in that hat. Really.

Hope the rest of the packing went well.

welcome.

God.

Or Chuck Norris.

oi, you. come here. Hug. Now.

Thanks doll.
I hope I get dollars a-plenty too, dreaming about spiders = not fun