Just cos I don't think I've ever had a post beginning in J

Good evening.

This is a rarity, I know. Although, it seems I'm saying that at the beginning of every post. Simply because blogging isn't really a priority any more. Apologies to anyone who actually does read my blogs.

I'll sum up the last 2-and-a-bit months, and the next week or so. School, Saltimbanco, John, Exams, Stress, John, Skating, Home sucks, Fustration, Neglecting guitar/bass, John, Too much junk food and procrastination, Irritation, 18, Dinner, Movies, No money, Happiness, School, John.

Yep, thats about it.

I can't wait till next year, maybe then I'll get out of here. I <3 The Amity Affliction. Oh, and I cleaned my room. Wish my track pants werent broken. I love winter. Hurry up holidays. Wasting Time and I have a love-hate relationship. The CNS sucks, huzzah youtube. Juggling = aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. Thinking ahead helps. Why do I feel lost? Backspace, type, backspace, type: two steps forward, one step back. We need our own language. My Memory is Miserable.

Holy shit I sound mentally ill, or high at least. I'm not. I just cbf explaining any of the thoughts that go through my head, so make what you want out of the above thought process.

Over and Out,

=that gen person=

BLAAAAAAAAAAARGH

Good Evening.

Does anyone else feel like they're a headless chook at the moment?
I do.

That's it for now.
Over and Out,
=that gen person=

The Death of Shockingly Nonsense

Good evening.

SO.

It's been a while, yes, but I have legit, explainable reasons.

As some of you may have noticed, a certain ex-wife and I have amalgamated out ideas and created a new blog for all you trolls to enjoy.

The Link: www.aloadofordinary.blogspot.com

I have no idea when I'll next be blogging here, but obviously you'll know when I do :)

Thats it for now,
Over and Out,
=that gen person=

:eltiT

Good evening.

Contents:

1. My life at the moment (not that you care)
2. Bitch Topic: Younger Years:

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My life at the moment (not that you care):

ADTR and Underoath in Perth at the Astor soon - HUZZAH! :D I am a very chuffed Gen right now. Soundwave on Monday too, missing open day, but what can the school do? Nothing, I'll be out of their hair by next year anyway. Dad's wedding on Sat (hooray) but it means 4 days and 5 nights with John, so it kinda evens out. JSR Ball next weekend :D Power came back on today also, thank goodness for that. One night/morning wandering around aimlessly and you really learn to appreciate it. It's about time they put the powerlines underground to stop all this nonsense. Working on my Zunicorn piece, should be finished when it's finished. What else?... just busy-ness.

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Bitch Topic: Younger Years:

I hate younger years. COMPLETE disrespect for all superiors.

A poem (to the rhythm of The Ants Go Marching)

The younger years push millions by millions hurrah, hurrah
No respect for anyone else hurrah, hurrah
Space on the stairs does not exist
Which makes the yr12's really pissed
And they go stampeding past us all
To get to their oversized lockers.

Also, just because the yr11's got kicked out of the science block because they left too much mess on the floor does not mean they can come and invade the ES rooms, which are strictly for the yr12's and only the yr12's to eat their recess and lunch in. They really do think they rule the school. I swear the only reason I wear my seniors badge on my lapel is so they realise that I'm not some up-themselves yr 9 or 10. Why, when I was a young yr8, being frowned and bitched on by all the elder years, I would quake in my shiney, black, horrid new shoes and avoid all my superiors like I was a cyclone avoiding Perth. Using the yr12 bathroom was unthought of, passing through the yr12 quad was terrifying and speaking to a yr12 was enough to cause a premature-by-60-years heart attack.

*Shakes fist in the air with an irritated huff* KIDS TODAY!! >:(

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I think that's enough for tonight.
Over and Out,
=that gen person=

Good evening,

Realised last night that I've been neglecting blogspot for a bit. What generally causes that to happen is shit goes down, which distracts me from doing normal stuff that I generally do when I'm bored or have something interesting to say. Naturally at the end of these periods of time, all I want to do is RANTRANTRANTRANTRANTRANT.

I want to RANT about life, death, marriage, home, family, education, love, stress, events, people, friends, and how life's favourite pastime is throwing faeces at you. Thisevening, however, i will save you a long and boring read, and instead post the previous words along with a small collection of random stuff that enters or dwells in my head untill I head off to enjoy unconsciousness.

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"And the worst part is before it gets any better we're heading for a cliff, and in the freefall I will realise I'm better off when I hit the bottom"
- Hayley Williams
(5:19pm)

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Life recently has been full of extreme highs and lows. Stability please. (5:51pm)

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"Goodnight Lava", Alex Pardee
<3
(6:32pm)

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HARE: a quick, creepy sketch I finished and edited earlier tonight.
(8:01pm)

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Over and Out,
=that gen person=

*spaz*

Good evening.

WHOAH! WHOAh! WHOah! WHoah! Whoah! whoah!
Tonight has been crazy.
Crazy good,
And crazy bad / crazy weird.

Crazy bad / crazy weird because I found out thisevening that my Dad is getting married on the 5th of March to his girlfriend. My boyfriend and I have been dating longer than those two, yet they're already getting married. It's kind of ridiculous. It's destroying our family life (excluding Dad's girlfriend/fiance and her son), mostly because this has all gone by faster than a rocket-blasted cheetah, or something else really, really fast. Neither of us kids have had time to even dissolve and get used to the idea of dad dating someone, let alone now being told we're to have a step-mum and step-brother in just over a month. Its JUST. TOO. FAST.

Ok, I get that Dad needs someone to keep him company, especially when my sister and I move out, but before then? Only 4 years since his wife and our mother died from cancer? Seriously? Both he and her need a SERIOUS time out. I've tried telling him that, but he's all like "NUP! We're convinced this is the right time and it's 'meant to be' and there's no stopping us."
But he fails to see that even though he may not need the time, his kids just might, even when I slap that idea in his face. Parents (or rather the lack of them, leading to a new parental figure only a few years later) is so fustrating. So the first half of tonight was a serious FML moment. I swear if that woman ever tries to tell me what to do I will have to fight off the very appealing temptation to flip her off. Grr.

BUT, tonight has been crazy good as well. All the work done by Damien, the other band members, myself, and all the other CTN fans has most certainly paid off, because Chasing The Ninth are now #1 and #3 on the rock charts, and #3 and #5 on the overall charts on Triple J! THIS IS BLOODY BRILLIANT! *has a happy* I will be celebrating my arse off in the front row if they win a place at Soundwave. Of course, it's not over yet since the competition doesnt close till the 6th of Feb, so we'll need to keep bugging everyone to register, listen, playlist, rate and save to keep them up there, but the hopes are high!!

Thats it for tonight.
Over and Out,
=that gen person=

foREVer

A final song, a last request
A perfect chapter laid to rest
Now and then I try to find a place in my mind
Where you can stay,
You can stay awake forever.

-Synyster Gates.