Father's Day

this was my dads idea, oh how we were in hysterics.

oh my god i just had the most amazing time with my dad! i was telling him ALL about the MCR concert and he was laughing and really getting into it, and then i showed him all of the photos and told him about standing behind the fence and what becky's mother said and then i showed him the ugly pictures jess annd i took and we laughed so hard it hurt and oh god it was just so nice.
i love him so much, i think im going to have to start loving my parents as seperate entities if you know what i mean, love dad for being Andrew and mum for being Clare, because they arnt my parents together anymore, its like being in a three friendship grounp and your best frinds have fallen out, so youyr the go between. i dont know i just know im insainly happy right now and i dont ever want it to stop, house is on tonight to, oh god im happy.
i love you all!
i love you lime
i love you Jess
i love you Worm
i love you Dad!

Golden Brown.

i dont exactly know how i feel right now, im really happy about almost finnishing Tech and he well i guess its just another obsession of mine (melissa dont get started ^^) anyway, art is going to be cool though i am going to have to do some work over the easter holidays and im not sure really whats going on over them? im going to Harriets party on saturday if Dads okay with it, im sur he will be. not much else to say.
the computer is being a fucking spastic piece of shit, and i hope it dies in a car crash.

Songs i am obsessed with:
the entirity of all three MCR albums... naturaly.
Where is my Mind? (the pixies, not placebo)
Samson (Regina)
Sally's Song (Danny Elfman)
The Luckiest (Ben)

Fucking My Chemical Romance.

it makes me sad that no manner of words will EVER describe how amazing seeing MCR was. not even capitals and exessive amounts of exclamation marks will do it justice... which makes me depressed slightly, best gig i have been to so far i think. though Panic! still hold for the best stage set.
uhg god, oh god oh god oh god oh fucking god god god god god fucking.

uhg

...
and i adore my T-shirt, i am going to wear it FOREVER!
picture to be provided at a later date perhapes.
other news seeing Jonjon on Friday should be great we is going for caawfie as HannieBannieMcNannie would say.
god, MCR *whimper*

Run River.

here, i saw Lime's cover for Flawed and i wanted in on it!
so here is a cover for 'Run River' which i may or may not re-write. i LOVE how she has turned out coloured, it only took me all day ^^.
i feel utterly sick parents arguing, but my mothers day present made her cry (in a good way) but father has already used it as emotional black mail already! and i was abit suprised that she'd told him about it.

oh well, i have a really bad headache and i want to die. which about sums it up.

Meow.

i adore her eyes.
its been a good weekend so far i guess, i still have to write in my mums 'diary' but i'll do that in the morning. i also have to do the german homework which i do not want to do. im so tired.

i cant be bothered to write much else.

goodnight.

The consequence of sounds....

The weather report keeps on

Tossing and turning,

Predicting and warning,
And warning and warning of,
Possibly it could be news publications and,

Possibly it could be news TV stations.

That

Very same morning right next to her coffee

She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing and

National Geographic was being too graphic,

When all she had wanted to know was the traffic

“The worlds got a nosebleed” it said

“And we’re flooding but we keep on cutting

The trees and the forests!”

And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV,
Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us.
And sweating like demons they scream through our speakers
But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder.
And no one’s the killer and no one’s the martyr
The world that has made us can no longer contain us
And profits are silent then rotting away 'cause

The consonants and vowels
The consequence of sounds.

god i love Naruto, its such a shame that you dont Lime, but then again, if you dont like it then your not missing anything right? he is just the cutest thing! in my leave of abscense i took the chance to read all of my Naruto books i love him in the Chunin exams, and now im watching some more anime. not really much else to say yesturday was very very wierd!!! its wierd that if you type naruto into google images you get very little actual illiatrations by the artist, just screen shots of the anime and fan art you know. which makes me sad >.< i love the picture of him as a punk with naruto writen across his teeth. i aslo love Gaara, he is amazing, but strange thing, my brothers favourite characture is Rock Lee. which i found strange i thought he'd like Sasuke, but aparantly not. Sasuke is the artists favourite (sorry i keep forgetting his name i am awful with japaneese names its, Masashi Kishimoto, i so knew that) oh how queer! i have just watched two scenes from naruto that were slightly different, its two seperate episodes but the beginnign of one over laps the end of the previous and the positioning of the charactures and dialoge are slightly different, very confusing.
im not really ill, well no i tell a lie i am slightly ill, my throat is pissing me off and i have a slight temperature, its something i hope that wont evolve into full blown illness, i just couldnt handle going to school. this is the first time i have pulled a propour 'sicky' wow, im such a problem child. my god, i had the strangest dream this morning cant remember much of it but jess was in it as well as tim and the three fortune tellers from 'American Gods' i can remember not being able to see very clearly at all, you know when you are so tired your eyes water and your vision blurs, it was that and i was also drunk which wasnt nice at all, i dont like being drunk it sucks i dont know why anyone does it. jess r and sarah and brogan are terrible for it, they keep sayign stuff like BLINDO and stupid things like that its pathetic i mean do they think it makes them cool? because it honestly doesnt! jess spent most of the party on friday crying her drunken eyes out for no reason. its just, stupid. and the threw ribena all over her ex who was trying to help her and was being nice to her she was yelling stuff like who do you think you are and shit like that i mean COME ON! and then insult to ingury she whent around to some other guys saying, he dumped me, yeah that one he dumped me i mean who does he think he is dumping ME and obviously they were all like yeah he doesnt know what he's missing and shit like that, probably lookign for a blow or something equaly as pathetic as jess. it makes me really angry because i like jess. not alot alot but it still disturbes me to see her like that. pubic hair is pretty gross. i need to find some pictures of nude women for my GCSE art, miss Fairhurst is fine with it but she says that she cant get me any which i think is understandable, but it also means i have to find them myself, im going to have to be very carful at what i type into google images eh heh.

Abandoed all my body.

For christmas, Mike bought me three canvases, and i thought to myself. i am never going to use them. Jess used to do alot of canvas work and i can remember being really jealous. but being faced with actual canvas, and then my increadible laziness, i came to the conclution that they were going to, like my set of watercolours, fall into disuse.

so i thought, what the heck, im going to do something (and in a huge rush of creativity) finnished a outline for a self portrait which i am going to bring to school and paint. possibly under the pretenses of GCSE art.

so here you go, the colse up on the eyes i am very proud of, it didnt photograph that well though so yeah.
its of me as a kimo patient the wording by the side i dont think you can see very well is 'Abandoned all my body' and which i shouldnt have to tell you is a My Chemical Romance quote, from Cancer.

It's so Perdy!

look at what you have done you evil worm, you have made me draw lots and lots of Niel Gaimna and Tim Burton! just from your picture in your letter (which is what i assume Niel Gaiman, Tim Burton and Del)

i see Tim more as one of his charactures, and Niel as a very cool guy, but an entity in his own right, i think Tim has written his stories to escape into them, were as Niel wrties them because he can and he loves it.
i think Tim Burton is jealous of the fact that he has to back comb his hair were Niel's is wacky all on its own.

Stinky will graff... when she is old enough.

dont have anything to say bored, felt like i should remind the technological world that i still exist.
i got your letter Livvie, but im wondering if there is another on its way? as you mentioned that there would be in 'the' email.
drawing something. really happy with my art project at the moment.
*sigh* i knew non of this fucking graff stuff would work. BASTARDS.
oh well ^^

Team Trender.

http://www.redscharlach.co.uk/helga.html

I think i need to talk to someone. i dont really know what i want.

i dont know. i want to act like this whole parent thing is affecting me, but i dont think it is. and then, if i do feel distressed about it, i feel that im only putting it on, because i think i should be acting like that. but then there is no one there, but then i could just be acting to myself.

i also want to know how to handle this inevitable divorce.

on a lighter note, i have completed cutting out 'The Happiest Goth in the World' also (i suspect that you may already have known this Worm) but there is a song called 'The Happiest Goth':

"The lonely road you choose to travel on, it must seem awfully long. Innocence all gone,
It must be wrong to hide your lovely face away.
That music you play,

I'm not saying it's bad, it just seems terribly sad.

Is everything all right?

I'd like to think you'd tell me if something was wrong”.

Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth

And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth.

She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross,

But on the inside she's a happy goth.

"Don't worry Mum, don't worry Dad.

The hours that I spend alone are the happiest I've ever had”.

That's what she'd say if she ever spoke to you,

But it's something she can never do.

'Cos it's only by herself that she'll find out

What makes her different from the rest.

Well her clothes are blacker than the blackest cloth

And her face is whiter than the snows of Hoth.

She wears Dr. Martens and a heavy cross,

But on the inside she's a happy goth.