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bore me.
this bores me
everything bores me at the moment
fuck this
i’m off.
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so i haven’t really written much recently,mainly because i’ve been an unproductive waste of space and have pretty much done nothing.my parents have been away for the last two and a half weeks and i have been moping around not knowing what to do with myself.Oh and my brother bought and Xbox 360
biggest waste of time ever.
but so good.
i have yet to start my Brighton project but i do have a general idea of how i’m going to live in opposition of myself.if you have ever read the dice man (lets hope you have) then that is the basic idea.For a week i will be making all my basic decisions ( and maybe more depending on how deep i want to go ) using the roll of the dice. The options i will create for this week will consist of making days of chaos, conformity days of lonelines.days of going out and getting so fucked i can’t write about it. It should be interesting. How i’m going to create designs from these days is unclear to me at this moment.but i definatly need to get on with it.
i had another odd dream about my finger getting chopped off and then i suddenly had my hockey goalie outfit on and was beating this guy in the face because he has taken my hockey stick and thrown it away from me.
it was pretty messy.
and now i’m sitting at home on my own about to watch the whole of family guy series 1.
this is the life.
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must…..break…..cycle…….sitting…..in….front….of……….t.v
BAD!!!
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I’m sitting in a plush looking flat next to the thames with my family.my late grandfathers there and we’re all chatting away happily,almost as if its christmas day.the general theme of these conversations i can’t remember but i distinctly remember them being generally happy and innocent with not a hint of fear or knowledge of whats about to happen in them.So anyway,i get up from my position of leaning against a warm radiator and get up to look out of the window and what do i see but a massive fuck off tornado ripping through London.It completely destroys saint pauls before i have any time to raise the warning and by the time i do its almost upon us.The next thing i know i’m holding on to the radiator for dear life grabbing someone by the sleeve of the neck
they’re screaming,and all of a sudden as soon as its started.its over.
and we’re all back together sitting amongst the rubble talking about marmite.
odd dream that.
so anyway i just got back from lovely week in cornwall.Weather amazing.beach amazing.company amazing.here we all are in all our glory
don’t we look sweet.I won’t go into much detail but lets just say it was idyllic.Another exciting thing that happened was i recieved my summer project for Brighton.This involves me changing myself in some way,writing my emotions and thoughts on what i’m doing and then create a piece of design on those emotions+subject.this piece can be a book/poster or anything i like (i think) i’ll write about it more in detail when i’m not exhausted.
Oh and i didn’t get halls so i’m living with manda.good timess
Till then.
Over the past couple of weeks i have had several conversations with different people that all ended up with them quoting a line to me and that line was “look after number one”.This, to me is the saying of a selfish person.I feel theres no way people can go through life only looking after themselves.Even if they didn’t have any family to speak of or even any friends (which is very hard to do) they would still need social comforts.people to talk to them when they’re down…..fuckit this i hard to explain…..a think i’ll quote from the film about a boy (yes) and that is “no man is an island” basically meaning you cannot survive on your own,you need friends,family,support.a life.
if you went through life only looking after number one you’d end up not living at all.
shit.
you get the general idea..
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today i woke up at 10 after a night of tom snoring (i snore quietly). tom was very awake at 10 this morning but then we both slept until the afternoon, 12, yes we’re lazy. i like it. then at about 4 we rolled to Bromley and mooped in uni qlo and then to topshop. yes we are dirty topshop whores, we deny it but its true. tom got excited (not that excited) at the man sale bit and bought a ’short’ (it is short) denim jacket, its snazzy, he also brought a big cow bag that smells nice. i brought lady underclothes that are in no way slaggy.
to de-topshop ourselves and shake the guilt of buying things we went to buy more things. woo! the pound store is great, i brought some harribo and white chocolate and educational learning blocks for my niece, which i (actually i did this)- no i did- tom lies. appropriately spelt into the word penis, my brother will love that. o dear. ahhh and the other one brought himself a HAIRY HORRIS! which is long, pink and has eyes. yes the hairy horris has eyes! tom inappropriatley made a dirty joke about it. (i didn’t)
toms mum left us some money for dinner, shes nice, so we went to zizi to get discounted food. yes we felt cheap but its ok, we’re students and are cheap. the food was good and creamy. after dinner we brought tickets to go and see kung fu panda at the bromley cinema and bumped into nina who worked there. toms brothers ex girlfriend. we were too early for the film so i brought tom cider from sainsbury’s and we sat in a nearby park near other teenagers who had the same idea as us. to pass the hour we made characters out of the jelly men i’d brought from pound land.
after the film( which was wicked) we went home. me tom and toms hairy horris.
(hairy horris is a plastic dogs toy and not a dirty sex object)
This is hairy Horris,i also hasten to add that we didn’t name it, i’ve lost the tag but trust me thats its name.I removed its eyes as they were pretty odd,and now its has some even worse drawn on eyes.Goodnight all,i’ve got work tomorrow at five,i need to do something productive,i may use my gym membership and actually do some exercise. Very doubtful but it could happen
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Yesterday was one of my highlights of the summer so far,my friend paul down from leeds and time was spent in Chiselhurst having a picnic.It had also been Max’s birthday and for a present kay bought him a rubber dingy so……we went for a sail on the pond!
thankfully the sun stayed out long enough for us to spend a good four hours sitting by the pond and generally lazing.Heres a few more photos from those few hours.
Another good thing thats happened was that i purchased Stefan Sagmeister’s book “Things i have learnt in my life so far” which is an amazing book based on photographic typography.I completely endorse this book for anyone whose intersted with a bit of experimentation.also another amazing book is “tactile” but at £33 you have to shell out a bit of dough to get your grubby mits on it.Oh and i got soaked walking around London and got fat on sushi.Other than that,not alot to report.
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i wish i was as wonderful,extraordinary,fantastic,mind blowing as Radiohead.just in general.Not by being a musical genius.But just to be remembered as someone who stood out from the rest.Radiohead have done everything there own way and will be remembered for it.Thats all i can/and will ever wish for.Just to smash peoples minds bit by bit until they rethink something that they consider the norm.Theres not many people who can say that in the world today.
