My new life

So just really quickly, i'm in University studying New Media Arts.

I have a new little kitten named Squeak:








And a new best friend, Les:



Life is good, I attend the JCU Anime Club every Wednesday night at the Uni (http://www.jcuanimeclub.org.au/)

Twittering Tuesday

Purrfectly Promising

Nothing special came out of Tuesday. I met a meek little sheep by the name of Aron, and Alex (boyfriend of the new girl upstairs) who is a gamer too and is a complete Zelda-natic. I've got my ID card, lol, now barcoded. An official sheep. I've also adjusted a subject; from 'Intro to IT' to 'Intro to Graphic Design 4 Digital Media' . More artisitc, should be fun ... now if only I can somehow get out of Maths ;P!

The best thing about Tuesday, though, was meeting a lovely little cat:

He (I think a he) was such a little cutie that even climbed up onto my lap for a cuddle. I realised then how much I do need a cat; we seem to understand each other, really connect on some other level. Cats are the only animal that I experience this with, no matter how much I love Pele, Edward, Embry, Spotty or Cookie. Its a bond that I hardly understand myself, but I know its there. Forever.

Also went to movie night with Zack, watched Madagascar, got home, locked myself out again, Yvette let me in, talked to Brendan & Kahleana on the computer and then went to bed.

Over and out,

I dedicate it to the fact that it's so hard for you to dream,

A million heartbeats all around you make it hard to sleep

Doesn't help you're freezing in your bed your blankets aren't enough

All you want is some one there,

and all you say is so

Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.

You're making me sick,

I wish you'd just stop showing off

For the rest of us that no one wants to love

It's hard enough trying to drink another Winter all alone

Love, Love, Kiss, Kiss, blah blah blah.

Well do you find you like to fall in love with people that you're never gonna meet?

It's easier than breaking up and crying in the street

Do you curse the happy couple?

Do you cringe at wedding bells?

Do you drink up all the punch while you wish 'em all to Hell

You can't escape this fatal case of melancholia

It's in your face,

in every place you go it's stalking you

And there are days when we all say we feel we just can't go on

But you've felt this way all along

Found out the hard way

That you were lost and rendered

All alone in the dark forest of your thoughts

Forever following a trail of fear that seems to lead

To more dead ends and mysteries

I'm losing hope of ever solving

Can anybody hear me?

Is anyone out there?

I'm falling and I'm broken down

I'm dying over here HEY!

If anybody's listening

I hope you hear my cries

My will to live is wearing thin

I'm running out of... Time

Big O'Week Start

Social Jungle Fever

Today we were branded Red, Yellow, Blue, shepherded into seats and assigned to our personal Shepherds. We were encouraged to greet each other, bleeping in polite greetings. My Shepherd was called Tim. Tim led us, baarrring and all, around the farm pointing out our different paddocks where we would spend out our days for the next three years at least. He was a quirky Shepherd, looking back at us all almost uncertainly. As if we knew where to go. How could we? We're only sheep.

We had time to graze, all of us sheep lined up for the trough, meeping and carrying on hungrily. There was a small range of food for us to feed off and some sheep took part in a drum circle, momentarily breaking our follow-on theme, expressing themselves as individuals.

We all watched our fellow sheep, but you can't get into the mood by image only; so here I give you videos! Please watch them in order!

"Drum Circle 1" (28 secs)

"Drum Circle 2" (28 secs)

"Drum Circle 3" (20 secs)

"Drum Circle 4" (3 mins 16 secs)

End of Drum Circle

Another sheep also displayed his individuality with this, enjoy, I did very much:

"Nameless Voice" (1 min 20 secs)

And so ends Monday 16th February O' Week Day 1 2009

Baa!! xoxo

Flying The Nest

Bullet For My Valentine's Day

I have flown the nest. It was Friday 13th when i sat for 5 hours in a car, heading to my next destination. Every time I heard the water in my fish tank *flmp* I flinched and braced for every bump. I felt my fish's discomfort. It didn't feel as long as it was. Maybe because we left early morning, or maybe it was because we didn't really stop. I don't know.

The many places along the way caught my fascination. One house imparticular just inside Innisvale. Perched atop a hill alone on stilts sat an old rusted ex-home. Why did it catch my attention so? Just another dilapidated, abbandonned home. It shouldn't be there, really. In all realistic thought, no it shouldn't be there. A while back a cyclone by the name of Larry flattened the area, the worst affected area? Innisvale. Roofs gone, houses destroyed. I saw, on a previous drive, a space that had once had a shed. It was gone now. To the left I saw it.; in the neighbour's front yard. But yet, amist all of that destruction, that little house stood unscathed. How? No one will ever know. But maybe if people had known that that house was somehow blessed, they would have evacuated everyone to old buildings atop hills.

There was much death on route to my destination. Rats, Bandicoots, Birds and Kangaroos. I guess it was to be expected. Wildlife and roads don't mix well, mainly for the wildlife. They always come out with the worst of it. They pretty much always die. But I imagine a person wouldn't fair too well against a car, or a semi.

So my destination? My new home of course. I share with six other people and we all have one thing in common. We're all attending University.

So as I sit here in my three-by-three room at my desk, fish to my right, bed to my left and posters surrounding me, typing this my stomach is doing gymnastics. And it's really talented, you should know. Not that i'm enjoying its preformance one bit. I am all alone in this big wide world now, dad has just left and even though I know that they are coming back next weekend, and even though I know that if I was ever in trouble help was jsut a phone call away ... day by day, night by night I am alone.

On Monday its off to Uni, more people which means: more judging, more rumours, more bitching, more back-stabbing, just more and more shit that I don't need nor want. I'd much prefer to just get my course over and done with and get back to my life. But then again ... i'll never be able to do this again, and I don't want regrets. Joel, Dillon, Matthew, Emily and Christina are not going to ruin this opportunity, both socially and educationally, just because they are good for nothing 'friends'. Why do I type it like that? Because they are not friends and are certainly no friends of mine. I've hacked gleefully at that bond. The blood covers my face and body. And i'm smiling.

So lets take a look-see at my room, shall we?

My door
My wardrobe.
My backdoor and bookcase.

My window.

Posters and the end of my bed.
More posters.

Posters and aircon next to my bed.

Cards and personal stuff next to my bed.

The top of my bed, its very comfy!

Posters above my bed.

Posters and photos above desk and next to.

So wish me luck for tomorrow when two more students come to stay. there is already a Japanese guy on the top floor and one guy down on ground floor with me. A girl and kiwi guy are moving in down here tomorrow. Don't ask me how that's going to go because I don't know.

But wish me luck.

Food time now xoxo