....you make me nervous

i am....

Thu, 04 Mar 2004 15:03:59 GMT

the biggist dickead in the world

live love burn die

Wed, 03 Mar 2004 13:37:07 GMT

hello

once again im sat at home doing well not very much at all. went to RMC last night wh00p! its shit yet i always find myself goin ( for those of you who dont kno the RMC is like a shitty pub that has local bands playing every tuesday ), wasnt that good but i got to spend some time with weeze which was cool.

ive really got into derek hess at the moments, hes a really good artist ( www.derekhess.com ) you should check him out, he does artwork for quite alot of bands too, thursday, from autum to ashes, the hurt process.

well goodbye for now

..::the.boy.with.the.thorn.in.his.side::..

Tue, 02 Mar 2004 16:33:58 GMT

i spend far too much time sat here

what smiths song am i?

Mon, 01 Mar 2004 23:46:01 GMT

You are "What Difference does it Make?"
You place a lot of importance on love, and
sometimes find yourself getting walked all over
and having your loyalty taken advantage of. You
want nothing more in life than to fall in love,
But you should probably stand up for yourself a
little more often to avoid becoming someone's
bitch.

Which Smiths song are you?
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...and i answerd truthfully

Mon, 01 Mar 2004 19:39:08 GMT

take the emo quiz.created by jessi

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Fear |------------------------------------| Love

Mon, 01 Mar 2004 17:34:35 GMT

just updated my fotki site

www.fotki.com/da-p check it out for shitz and giggles

i really hate self repeating patterns, even when you try not to ruin things and you do things differently the outcome is always the same. i really f00kin hate that

life.is.so.black.and.white.

Sun, 29 Feb 2004 20:26:30 GMT

i dispise sundays

well i aint posted since friday mornin so ill run you through my suprisingly fun weekend

friday - well yeah i went to school (need i say it was boring) had photography from 1 til 4 with Mr Moore ( god i hate that hypocritical bastard) he tells me that art is subjective and in the same breath tells me my ideas suck. i wanted to take pictures based around smiths songs. well after school i went home and lazed around. i went to andy's house at night. it was fun, i hadnt seen some of those people for a while.

saturday- i stayed at andys that night cuz i cudnt be arse walking home lol. i walked home at like 10 or something and baught some coke from the spar, spar's own brand coke tastes like absolute bum its was horrible. i got home got changed and went into town to hang around in the park ( as per usual) i got to see weeze on sat :D we just trekked around town being cold lol it was all good til she made me eat purfume :p.
we went to a party a nite,my mate ash has moved to london :'( im gonna miss that fucker, the things he could tell you about me haha

and today ive done very little. i woke up at about 3pm ahah and watched donnie darko and now im sat here, bored

i urge you all to d/l the queen is dead by the smiths

also thank you to the people who have added me to tiehr friends list if ya got msn feel free to add me xdyingonprinciplex@hotmail.com

..you said my heart sounded like the rain

Fri, 27 Feb 2004 12:02:19 GMT

good morning livejournal creatures

my day hasnt ben that bad so far, i quite like fridays

so i wake up to my cheery family, theres nothing worse than cheery people when you've just woken up "darryl, darryl its snowed, look out of you window its snowed", i dont thik i could of cared less. the fact that its snowed only means 3 things

1. its cold outside
2. the trip to school has now become dangerous
3. some little shit is gonna throw a snowball ball at me, but cuz its england it will acctually be a ball of ice

i dont like snow

so after navigating my way safely to school without going arse over tit, i go to the common room (im too late for regestration...again) and sleep for an hour before IT. so wake up and go to IT ( i got called a mosher 4 times on the way. thats gotta be a record, i walked about 20 meteres and got called a mosher 4 times lol) so i arrive and my IT teacher is ill :) so i came home, had a shower, sahved and did my hair

i feel all nice now and im watching a peter kay dvd,

maybe this day will be ok...

the pessimist Vs the optimist

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 23:23:39 GMT

some one called me a pessimist today

fuck them, im just realistic

fuck you all, ive had a shit day...again

that second when a dream becomes a nightmare

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 19:53:03 GMT

under the moonlight i saw you
as my heart dripped out of my mouth
even the darkness cant hide my stuggle
but still you dont notice

the star that blinds me, deludes my vision
is the one that shines for you
this image it burns, it crusifys
a dis-illutioned romance, an illusion dispised

the memory is burning through me
and im gasoline
this flame will never go out
but to releave you of any doubt

you make me nervous

.poetry.and.polaroid.pictures.

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 19:00:53 GMT

feelings..
the bottom of a shot glass
and the sides are too steep to climb out
cant climb
cant change the past

tell me
what do you do when everyday is a rainy sunday
the girl you've been waiting for never comes
the clouds never go away

the only solace i gain
reinburce myself in the pain
of poetry
and
polaroid
pictures
....

::pull.the.trigger.and.end.this.nightmare::

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 17:14:29 GMT

well heres the thing i told myself id never do, im making a live journal. fuck knows why, i even bore myself so i dont know why anybody else is gonna wanna listen to me dribble on.

ive been watching donnie darko recently, im really into this film i find it strangely compelling. i think its the association i found with this boy who is trapped inside his own bordom and mixed up fears. im quite like this fictional charachter donnie (but without the mental problems....i hope) hes bored with life and always left un-inspired. theres only a few things which inpire me in the world and i doubt the sincerity of some of them which cant be healthy.

leon is another film which moves me, this film acctually made me cry lol

how come im always tired but cant sleep?
why am i really unmotivated?
why do i only find enjoyment in form of escapism?
why am i even doing this livejournal thing?